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Name:
Sera Kennithson
Age:
19
Gender:
Female
Personality:
Sera is the kind of person who prefers to stay back and let others do the fighting, preferring instead to win a game of tactics than brute strength. This is very much shown in her magic arsenal, where instead of direct attacks or defense she has stockpiled ways to create pieces to use in her so called “war games”.
Magic:
Conjuration (Elementals): 6
Alchemy (Golem Creation): 2
Enchanting (Weapon Animation):2
Non-Magical Combat:
Martial Arts (Akido): 5
Small Blades:5
Support Skills:
Running (Mostly Away): 3
Tactics: 7
History:
A prodigal child at tactical thinking Sera’s childhood was consisted at “gentle” pushed down the lines of training to become a world champion at classical games such as chess, draughts and… Ludo to name a few. Chess however was the big one with Sera becoming the local champ at a relatively early age. It was also the only game she ever became a champion at, an old fashioned war game. Nothing really compared to the tactics it involved, not even the tactical RPG’s she had played on occasion.

So how does a chess champion become a magician? A fair question the answer comes from reading a book, someone who plays in tournaments has to travel a lot, and when that person is already a champion it makes sense that they aren’t driving themselves from place to place. As such Sera found herself reading books whenever she travelled, the book that taught her magic however was read at the age of 17. It was entitled “Wars of the summoners” - from said title it seemed to be some kind of fantasy tale. How wrong Sera was, as she read it knowledge was imparted to her, of magic and other planes as well as the secret to summoning creatures.

Two years later, she received a letter to attend a school teaching said magic, who even knows how they found her? The answer was probably magic.
Notable Items:
Two Kitchen Knives, sharpened.


@MikkishtheLeprechaun I've always counted Alchemy as a school of magic (Such as Psionics) so that's why I specified Golem Creation. If you don't think the same way I can just remove the specification. Also you're pretty much bang on the money with the Fantasia broom analogy.
Okay finished my application up.


I'll probably have finished up the character I promised yesterday within the hour or so.
Sounds interesting, I'll draw up a character.
Murdoc still hasn't gotten back to me, from what I can tell he hasn't been online for the last week. I'll write up the mission solo to keep everything moving.
Also still here, waiting on @Murdoc to reply to my PM, but he hasn't been on since I sent it.
I'm currently waiting on @murdoc and his prep posts, he's been online and when I Pm'ed him he said he'd get something up soon.
Rucks Kennithson


LocationBarracks Lounge, Argus HQ, Athens
Interacting With:Aeneas




"The city of Love?", Abel scoffed, shooting Rucks with a look disbelief - did he really not know that? Or did he just not believe that Rucks would refer to it as that? He assumed it the former, fitting in with Abel's rough, tough caricature. "Yes Abel, the city of LOVE. Surely even you know that? Or didn't you believe in love back in Russia?", Rucks teased his partner. He probably shouldn't but Abel's militarist attitude meant he'd go insane if he didn't take the occasional jibe at him.

"You're right, it is like I said. Simple. Until someone tries to kill us that is, in which case we're going to have to deal with some collateral. But nothing you can't handle right? he gave his partner a quick wink, "I'll meet you in the armoury, we should be armed when the French finally decide they want to fight rather than surrender,". The last comment was in poor taste, but it didn't make it any less true of a stereotype. Rucks cracked himself a smile as he walked through the lounge exit, towards the armoury - the domain of Ares.


Location: The Armoury
Interacting with: Ares, Elijah, Everyone by Extension



As Rucks walked toward the armoury his ears were greeted by the regretfully familiar sound of Elijah singing. "Sweet mother of god what is he doing?", he asked himself, he wasn't a bad singer but no one should have to listen to him in public. He neared Elijah as he finished his performance, giving him a pat on the back as he passed, "Stunning performance as usual Elijah", Rucks commented walking up to the armoury check out, "I can see you've been practising for karaoke night haven't you?". He quickly filled out a form for an Aegis and placed it on the counter. He - like most of the other agents - kept his thunderbolt at hand and always wore his Olympian and Signet ring. The Aegis on the other hand was a little more difficult to keep in tow.

As he waited for Ares to bring Yuuna her items and then his, he listened to Risa and Lucas' reaction to Elijah's rendition. Risa was - as you might expect - not impressed making it very clear that Elijah could kiss her arse, "I think he might have gotten a good deal there," Rucks said under his breath to try and stop Risa hearing him. Lucas was a lot more positive about the situation though, as laid back as he always was. It was what Rucks liked about the guy, he could take anything in his stride. It wasn't long until his Aegis was in hand and he just had to wait for Abel to ready up.
Rucks Kennithson


LocationBarracks Lounge, Argus HQ, Athens
Interacting With:Hephaestus, Aeneas and everyone by extension



"Aeneas, Romulus." Hephaestus turned toward the two, setting a tablet in front of the two, displaying an image, and a map specifically pointing to Paris, France. "The individual in that photo is the supposed leader of an organized crime syndicate in France known as 'The Normans'. He's recently received a package we were tracking, which we believe may have information which actually implicates him as the groups leader. Your objective will be to find this man, tail him to his hideout somewhere in Paris, and secure the package."

Rucks looked over the mission dossier, it seemed simple enough. Shouldn't take too long either, little bit of set up, a quick flight and then just find the guy. Should be easy enough to accomplish with all of Argus' brand-spanking new gadgets. Rucks flicked through the documents casually, trying to pick up on any notable features of the target. No scars and a fairly average face. Then Rucks' eyes trailed to a ring. There wasn't anything particularly noteworthy about it. But maybe Abel would notice something unusual about it.

He threw a glance at his partner for this mission, Aeneas - or Abel when they weren't on the job. The man was ex military and a gem when it came to rough parts of missions. Maybe that's why him and Rucks worked together so well, Abel could act the tough guy while Rucks worked with more finesse. He looked over the mission again - Paris. A good deal as far as Rucks was concerned, it was his kind of place to be, although he wasn't sure how Abel would cope, hopefully this guy didn't hang around anywhere too fancy. He couldn't see soldier boy fitting into that kind of place.

Rucks stood up, handing to dossier in all it's glory to Abel, "What do you think Abel? The city and lights and love. What more could you ask for? Not to mention it's a simple tailing mission, with a light grabbing section,". Rucks looked around the room, Dorian and Elijah were off to the running of the bulls from the sounds of things. He was sure Elijah would share some interesting stories with him over a quick drink when they were back. Lucas and Risa were off to a Gala - turns out the whole rule about work relationships wasn't as strictly held as Argus had left the recruits to believe. "So, how are we going to go about this one? Any ideas?".
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