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These last few days have been VERY busy and stressful for me. So please forgive me for disappearing!
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There comes a time where you have to stop and say to yourself. "bitch you have too many characters."
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Need cigs, but it's cold outside........*cries*
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Got chinese. New Deliver driver was cute. Please keep sending him to my door.
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One day all the forces of the Universe came together and said. "What's the single worst thing we can come up with?"
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Name: Nikhil Bhattacharya
Age:36
A brilliant Mechanical Engineer and self proclaimed Daemon enthusiast, Nikhil Bhattacharya heads the Research and Development division of Apex Implementations. Nikhil was not always an employee of Apex Implementations, and at one point even worked for one of their competitors. This all changed however when Daemonkind first made contact with Humanity and Nikhil's interest in them was both immediate and all consuming. Sensing an opportunity to delve into one of the greatest mysteries ever set before Humankind and attain knowledge unheard of, Nikhil resigned from his current position and immediately went out to seek Lorette Lècuyer.They knew that the woman was the first to bring Daemons into the public eye and saw in her an opportunity to be at the forefront of any of Humanity's advancements made in their regard. While Lorette was familiar with his work and had even read several of the man's published journals, she openly questioned where Nikhil's loyalties might lay. His brilliance was obvious and she knew full well how much of an asset he would be to her, but the CEO wondered if one day he might betray her in turn as he was so quick to leave his last employer without a backward glance. Nikhil swore to Lorette that all he desired was to continue his life's work and to hopefully usher in a new age of technology through the study of Daemons, seeing this as the single greatest opportunity that he would ever receive in his life. Swearing lifelong fealty to Lorette and that he had no desire to work anywhere else, Nikhil was brought into Apex and has remained there ever since.
The Engineer dove into his new work immediately and with a newfound vigor. Under his direction the R&D Department has flourished, and Nikhil has made great strides in the field of Daemon Technologies. He was the first to bring the Daemon Registry Project to its fruition and is responsible for the advancements that allow for the scanning and containment of Daemons. With the help of their Daemon partner, Nikhil has delved into the sea of mysteries that surround Daemonkind and strives every day to delve ever deeper. Nikhil is a soft-spoken man and is not one to be overly emotional. He does, however, tend to ramble on excitedly when speaking about his points of interest, and will easily talk the ear off of anyone that will listen. Nikhil's research into Daemons and all corresponding technology keeps him very busy and he has little time for socializing. Though he is well mannered and polite, Nikhil can be overwhelmingly blunt to the point of rudeness and on more than once occasion has a joke flown completely over his head. Despite this, or because of it, other members of Lorette's core team can often be seen coming and going from Nikhil's Lab to bother him. These spontaneous visits would irritate him greatly at first, but over the years he has grown accustomed to them and now enjoys them a great deal though he'd never openly admit it.
Nikhil is not a combatant by his own choice, though when he was first hired Lorette did stress the importance of learning the ins and outs of Daemon battling to better understand them. Since then Nikhil has become better versed in fighting alongside a Daemon, though he and his partner prefer operate in a defensive manner rather than go on the offensive.
Name: Eson
Age: Unknown
An oddity even by the standards of Daemons, Eson is known to be both infuriatingly vague and prone to overwhelming others with mountains of information at the same time. Like Nikhil, Eson is remarkably brilliant and seeks knowledge unheard of before. Eson is like most Daemons in that all they know about Humanity comes from strict observation over a long period of time. When Humanity and Daemons first came together in an effort to gain a better understanding of each other, Eson was very excited, eager to finally gain a hands-on understanding of Humans. It is for this reason that they work so well with Nikhil and eagerly answers all the man's questions so long as he answers theirs in turn. Together the two of them have made massive strides towards better bridging the gap between their two species and are constantly working towards building a bright future for both Humans and Daemonkind
As far as appearances go, Eson rests at the upper limits of the Humanity's ability to comprehend the incomprehensible. Eson possesses 20 humanoid arms, each one moving and acting of its own accord and claims that manifesting any more would render any Human that looked upon them completely mad. Much to Nikhil's amusement, Eson's multi-armed visage looks very much the very Hindu God's that he worships, something that amuses Eson in turn.
Like Nikhil, Eson does not engage in combat often and devotes their time to study and research alongside their Human partner, only fighting to garner information used to further the pair's study on the capabilities on Daemons in general. In battle, Eson uses their many limbs to grapple opponents and deflect strikes rather than outwardly attacking. Their vast number of limbs are also disorienting to Human opponents, and their constant movements can be disorienting as Humans cannot focus on each one separately.
When they are not manifesting a physical form, Eson retreats into the Visor that Nikhil specifically created to better track the separate movements of Eson's 20 arms as doing so without it leaves him disoriented and sometimes makes him ill. The visor is indispensable both in and out of battle, as it feeds the Engineer a constant stream of data from his surroundings and aids in his research and as such he is rarely seen out of it.
Age:36
A brilliant Mechanical Engineer and self proclaimed Daemon enthusiast, Nikhil Bhattacharya heads the Research and Development division of Apex Implementations. Nikhil was not always an employee of Apex Implementations, and at one point even worked for one of their competitors. This all changed however when Daemonkind first made contact with Humanity and Nikhil's interest in them was both immediate and all consuming. Sensing an opportunity to delve into one of the greatest mysteries ever set before Humankind and attain knowledge unheard of, Nikhil resigned from his current position and immediately went out to seek Lorette Lècuyer.They knew that the woman was the first to bring Daemons into the public eye and saw in her an opportunity to be at the forefront of any of Humanity's advancements made in their regard. While Lorette was familiar with his work and had even read several of the man's published journals, she openly questioned where Nikhil's loyalties might lay. His brilliance was obvious and she knew full well how much of an asset he would be to her, but the CEO wondered if one day he might betray her in turn as he was so quick to leave his last employer without a backward glance. Nikhil swore to Lorette that all he desired was to continue his life's work and to hopefully usher in a new age of technology through the study of Daemons, seeing this as the single greatest opportunity that he would ever receive in his life. Swearing lifelong fealty to Lorette and that he had no desire to work anywhere else, Nikhil was brought into Apex and has remained there ever since.
The Engineer dove into his new work immediately and with a newfound vigor. Under his direction the R&D Department has flourished, and Nikhil has made great strides in the field of Daemon Technologies. He was the first to bring the Daemon Registry Project to its fruition and is responsible for the advancements that allow for the scanning and containment of Daemons. With the help of their Daemon partner, Nikhil has delved into the sea of mysteries that surround Daemonkind and strives every day to delve ever deeper. Nikhil is a soft-spoken man and is not one to be overly emotional. He does, however, tend to ramble on excitedly when speaking about his points of interest, and will easily talk the ear off of anyone that will listen. Nikhil's research into Daemons and all corresponding technology keeps him very busy and he has little time for socializing. Though he is well mannered and polite, Nikhil can be overwhelmingly blunt to the point of rudeness and on more than once occasion has a joke flown completely over his head. Despite this, or because of it, other members of Lorette's core team can often be seen coming and going from Nikhil's Lab to bother him. These spontaneous visits would irritate him greatly at first, but over the years he has grown accustomed to them and now enjoys them a great deal though he'd never openly admit it.
Nikhil is not a combatant by his own choice, though when he was first hired Lorette did stress the importance of learning the ins and outs of Daemon battling to better understand them. Since then Nikhil has become better versed in fighting alongside a Daemon, though he and his partner prefer operate in a defensive manner rather than go on the offensive.
Name: Eson
Age: Unknown
An oddity even by the standards of Daemons, Eson is known to be both infuriatingly vague and prone to overwhelming others with mountains of information at the same time. Like Nikhil, Eson is remarkably brilliant and seeks knowledge unheard of before. Eson is like most Daemons in that all they know about Humanity comes from strict observation over a long period of time. When Humanity and Daemons first came together in an effort to gain a better understanding of each other, Eson was very excited, eager to finally gain a hands-on understanding of Humans. It is for this reason that they work so well with Nikhil and eagerly answers all the man's questions so long as he answers theirs in turn. Together the two of them have made massive strides towards better bridging the gap between their two species and are constantly working towards building a bright future for both Humans and Daemonkind
As far as appearances go, Eson rests at the upper limits of the Humanity's ability to comprehend the incomprehensible. Eson possesses 20 humanoid arms, each one moving and acting of its own accord and claims that manifesting any more would render any Human that looked upon them completely mad. Much to Nikhil's amusement, Eson's multi-armed visage looks very much the very Hindu God's that he worships, something that amuses Eson in turn.
Like Nikhil, Eson does not engage in combat often and devotes their time to study and research alongside their Human partner, only fighting to garner information used to further the pair's study on the capabilities on Daemons in general. In battle, Eson uses their many limbs to grapple opponents and deflect strikes rather than outwardly attacking. Their vast number of limbs are also disorienting to Human opponents, and their constant movements can be disorienting as Humans cannot focus on each one separately.
When they are not manifesting a physical form, Eson retreats into the Visor that Nikhil specifically created to better track the separate movements of Eson's 20 arms as doing so without it leaves him disoriented and sometimes makes him ill. The visor is indispensable both in and out of battle, as it feeds the Engineer a constant stream of data from his surroundings and aids in his research and as such he is rarely seen out of it.
Name: Audrey Kinnaird
Age: 28
Audrey is fairly recent hire of Apex implementations, joining only a scant year and a half ago. She caught Lorette's eye during a particularly grueling Daemon Title Match and though both Audrey and Sanzir's spirits burned brightly that day, they were ultimately defeated. While Audrey was rather despondent about the loss, Lorette saw in the younger woman great promise and even greater power. Never one to miss out on a profitable opportunity, the CEO was quick to bring Audrey on board and had her placed directly under the watchful eye of her Chief of Security as an intern. Since then Audrey has been promoted to a Junior Officer, and answers to the Chief of Security and in the event of his absence, his Lieutenant.
Hot-Blooded and unyielding, Audrey Kinnaird is a force to be reckoned with on and off the battlefield. The woman's crass manner is abrasive to many, but those that truly know her speak highly of her loyalty and unwavering conviction. Audrey is significantly more casual in manner and behavior than her coworkers, often not bothering with honorifics or titles. Because of this, she is by far the most approachable of her team. She is loud to talk and quick to boast, and even quicker to come to blows with those that have wronged her. Audrey has always preferred to punch first and ask questions later, much to the chagrin of her superiors. But her heart has always been in the right place, and the woman's actions are always motivated by the desire to do right by those around her.
True to form, Audrey is a fighter at heart and is always looking for a means to test her strength. Audrey is well versed in several Martial Arts and when she utilizes Sanzir's ever burning flames, she is capable of delivering devastating unarmed strikes with hands and feet wreathed in fire.
Name:Sanzir
Age:Unknown
A Daemon that shines brighter than the Sun, Sanzir is a rather impetuous and arrogant. According to several sources, they are fairly young for a Daemon, not having yet reached 500 years of age. This, of course, means that Sanzir is somewhat immature and headstrong, and prefers to settle disputes through combat rather than conversation.
Despite all this Sanzir, much like Audrey is very friendly and they are quite empathetic to others. A chatterbox to the core, the large bird will talk to anyone and everyone, regardless of if they're listening or not. Sanzir is best described as a 'creature driven by emotion' and they feel very strongly about many things. Never one to do anything half way, Sanzir fully believes that if one gives all that they are, others will do so in return. This is very well illustrated in their personal bond with their Human partner. Sanzir understands Audrey in a way no one else can and vice versa. They play best off of each other's feelings in the midst of battle, and such is their connection that Sanzir does not require verbal commands or even gestures to understand what Audrey requires of them.
Sanzir's projected form is not wholly their original one and for a long time they took on the form of an every day hawk. According to Sanzir, when they and Audrey and first began to fight side by side, they collaborated on what the Daemon should look like as they wanted to stand out amongst a sea of other combatants. The Daemons's brilliant plumage burns incredibly hot and shines bright enough that they cannot be looked upon for too long. In Audrey's own words Sanzir's Phoenix like form is 'fucking sweet' and the Daemon agrees with her assesment wholeheartedly.
When they are not manifesting their physical form, Sanzir retreats into a tattoo on Audrey's back that depicts a Phoenix with wings outstretched.
Age: 28
Audrey is fairly recent hire of Apex implementations, joining only a scant year and a half ago. She caught Lorette's eye during a particularly grueling Daemon Title Match and though both Audrey and Sanzir's spirits burned brightly that day, they were ultimately defeated. While Audrey was rather despondent about the loss, Lorette saw in the younger woman great promise and even greater power. Never one to miss out on a profitable opportunity, the CEO was quick to bring Audrey on board and had her placed directly under the watchful eye of her Chief of Security as an intern. Since then Audrey has been promoted to a Junior Officer, and answers to the Chief of Security and in the event of his absence, his Lieutenant.
Hot-Blooded and unyielding, Audrey Kinnaird is a force to be reckoned with on and off the battlefield. The woman's crass manner is abrasive to many, but those that truly know her speak highly of her loyalty and unwavering conviction. Audrey is significantly more casual in manner and behavior than her coworkers, often not bothering with honorifics or titles. Because of this, she is by far the most approachable of her team. She is loud to talk and quick to boast, and even quicker to come to blows with those that have wronged her. Audrey has always preferred to punch first and ask questions later, much to the chagrin of her superiors. But her heart has always been in the right place, and the woman's actions are always motivated by the desire to do right by those around her.
True to form, Audrey is a fighter at heart and is always looking for a means to test her strength. Audrey is well versed in several Martial Arts and when she utilizes Sanzir's ever burning flames, she is capable of delivering devastating unarmed strikes with hands and feet wreathed in fire.
Name:Sanzir
Age:Unknown
A Daemon that shines brighter than the Sun, Sanzir is a rather impetuous and arrogant. According to several sources, they are fairly young for a Daemon, not having yet reached 500 years of age. This, of course, means that Sanzir is somewhat immature and headstrong, and prefers to settle disputes through combat rather than conversation.
Despite all this Sanzir, much like Audrey is very friendly and they are quite empathetic to others. A chatterbox to the core, the large bird will talk to anyone and everyone, regardless of if they're listening or not. Sanzir is best described as a 'creature driven by emotion' and they feel very strongly about many things. Never one to do anything half way, Sanzir fully believes that if one gives all that they are, others will do so in return. This is very well illustrated in their personal bond with their Human partner. Sanzir understands Audrey in a way no one else can and vice versa. They play best off of each other's feelings in the midst of battle, and such is their connection that Sanzir does not require verbal commands or even gestures to understand what Audrey requires of them.
Sanzir's projected form is not wholly their original one and for a long time they took on the form of an every day hawk. According to Sanzir, when they and Audrey and first began to fight side by side, they collaborated on what the Daemon should look like as they wanted to stand out amongst a sea of other combatants. The Daemons's brilliant plumage burns incredibly hot and shines bright enough that they cannot be looked upon for too long. In Audrey's own words Sanzir's Phoenix like form is 'fucking sweet' and the Daemon agrees with her assesment wholeheartedly.
When they are not manifesting their physical form, Sanzir retreats into a tattoo on Audrey's back that depicts a Phoenix with wings outstretched.
Name: Allister Schoen
Age:33
Allister has known Lorette personally since childhood. The only child of a wealthy family Allister carries himself with a great deal of refinement, though unlike Lorette, Allister tends to be more easygoing and approachable. Polite and affable, Allister enjoys conversation at length and will often invite others to Tea in order to engage in idle chatter. Allister has a deep appreciation for beautiful things, and tends to be fastidious in the manner in which he dresses and conducts himself in public. This along with a particular charm tends to draw people to him like moths to a flame, though he doesn't mind. He would describe himself as 'charismatic' but close friends often refer to him as an attention whore. This coupled with his insistence on maintaining a certain aesthetic causes Allister to bump heads with less than refined employees of Apex, and on more than one occasion Lorette has had to step in and reign in his behavior. Despite this Allister has nothing but the utmost respect in Lorette and trusts her wholeheartedly, and she returns this trust and respect in full.
Allister is a fervent believer in Lorette's ambitions, and sees the introduction of Daemons into society as a step towards a bright and glorious future for Humanity as a whole. As such he is more than happy to enforce Lorette's will if it means bringing those that would stand in the way of this future to heel. His even temper and refined attitude would not cause one to immediately peg Allister as being combat oriented, nor does he carry and weaponry like other Apex employees and yet this does not make him any less dangerous. He and his Daemon are both of the opinion that fighting is not an act of violence, so much as it is an artful display meant to be observed by all. A display that Allister is more than happy give whether the recipient is willing or not.
Name: Faendr
Age: Unknown
This Daemon takes on the form of a ghostly Stag, and indeed their passing is marked by an etheral fog settling over the area. Like Allister, Faendr is overly concerned with keeping appearances and dignity. As such, Faendr strictly judges other Daemons based upon the physical forms that they choose to take and has no love for those deemed too hideous or unrefined for their company. Faendr can be somewhat stern, and is rather standoffish towards anyone that isn't Allister. Unlike their Human partner, Faendr will not be seen speaking at great length with anyone over tea, though they do enjoy the attention of others especially any kind of praise. The Daemon enjoys being in the spotlight and showing off and so they will not be found turning down the opportunity to fght. Faendr sees the Arena as nothing more than a stage and will dance around their foes in combat, always to the thunderous roar of the crowd.
When they are not manifesting a physical form, Faendr resides in a Stag shaped pin on Allister's lapel.
Age:33
Allister has known Lorette personally since childhood. The only child of a wealthy family Allister carries himself with a great deal of refinement, though unlike Lorette, Allister tends to be more easygoing and approachable. Polite and affable, Allister enjoys conversation at length and will often invite others to Tea in order to engage in idle chatter. Allister has a deep appreciation for beautiful things, and tends to be fastidious in the manner in which he dresses and conducts himself in public. This along with a particular charm tends to draw people to him like moths to a flame, though he doesn't mind. He would describe himself as 'charismatic' but close friends often refer to him as an attention whore. This coupled with his insistence on maintaining a certain aesthetic causes Allister to bump heads with less than refined employees of Apex, and on more than one occasion Lorette has had to step in and reign in his behavior. Despite this Allister has nothing but the utmost respect in Lorette and trusts her wholeheartedly, and she returns this trust and respect in full.
Allister is a fervent believer in Lorette's ambitions, and sees the introduction of Daemons into society as a step towards a bright and glorious future for Humanity as a whole. As such he is more than happy to enforce Lorette's will if it means bringing those that would stand in the way of this future to heel. His even temper and refined attitude would not cause one to immediately peg Allister as being combat oriented, nor does he carry and weaponry like other Apex employees and yet this does not make him any less dangerous. He and his Daemon are both of the opinion that fighting is not an act of violence, so much as it is an artful display meant to be observed by all. A display that Allister is more than happy give whether the recipient is willing or not.
Name: Faendr
Age: Unknown
This Daemon takes on the form of a ghostly Stag, and indeed their passing is marked by an etheral fog settling over the area. Like Allister, Faendr is overly concerned with keeping appearances and dignity. As such, Faendr strictly judges other Daemons based upon the physical forms that they choose to take and has no love for those deemed too hideous or unrefined for their company. Faendr can be somewhat stern, and is rather standoffish towards anyone that isn't Allister. Unlike their Human partner, Faendr will not be seen speaking at great length with anyone over tea, though they do enjoy the attention of others especially any kind of praise. The Daemon enjoys being in the spotlight and showing off and so they will not be found turning down the opportunity to fght. Faendr sees the Arena as nothing more than a stage and will dance around their foes in combat, always to the thunderous roar of the crowd.
When they are not manifesting a physical form, Faendr resides in a Stag shaped pin on Allister's lapel.
Name: Lorette Lècuyer.
Age: 34
The CEO of Apex Implementations, Lorette Lècuyer is known to be both fiercely ambitious and intelligent. Apex Implementations is a big player on the world's stage in terms of Military advancements, and often paves the way in new technology and weaponry used the world over. While Lorette is by no means the first Human to ever make contact with Daemonkind, she is the first to capitalize on their power and potential. Lorette became aware of the existence of Daemons over 8 years ago while on a business trip in China. It is currently unknown what transpired between her and the Daemon known as Tasosael but an understanding was reached between the two of them and the resulting pact left Lorette bristling with the power to forge an Empire. Since that day she has worked tirelessly alongside Tasosael to ensure that Daemons have a place in society alongside Humans, and Apex Implementations has since expanded from an American Corporation into an International Conglomerate. Practically a Household name, Apex Implementations is the leading force in Daemon Reasearch, Registration and Utilization. To the outward eye the efforts of Lorette and Tasosael are nothing short of noble. Two beings working side by side to bridge the gap between two wildly different races. Behind closed doors however there is a noticeable tension between Lorette and Tasosael and one is left to wonder who truly steering Apex towards the future.
At first glance Lorette seems to be rigid in her bearing and possesses a rather cool demeanor. Her voice is noticeably deep and her mere presence commands the respect of those under her. The Media has never been sure what to make of Lorette both framing her as a Paragon of Humanity and a greed driven Corporate Executive in equal measure. Lorette shrugs this off with practiced measure, caring of her public opinion only enough to remain on the general public's good side. Past outward glances Lorette has proven to be both patient and kind. She believes fully in the potential of others and takes great pains to nurture that potential to the fullest in all that serve under her. Many have found her presence to be both calming and reassuring, though there is a noticeable intensity in both her gaze and mannerisms. Despite her constant efforts to see her own ambitions brought to fruition, Lorette operates by a strict code of honor and conduct and has a strong dislike of underhanded tactics, something virtually unheard of in the Corporate Sector. This is best demonstrated in her interest and regulation of Daemon fighting circuits, and more recently in her efforts to crack down on the Anti-Daemon Coalition calling themselves the Purgers.
Lorette does not often engage in public Daemon Battles, preferring to watch and observe during televised events. This does not extend to private sparring, and she can often be found in the Apex Headquarter's private training grounds, more often than not testing her skill against the Chief of Security. The CEO is never seen without a Tactical Sword tied at her hip, a new form of weaponry that has gained popularity amongst Daemon battlers. She has proven to be exceptionally efficient with the blade and is a fearsome opponent.
Name: Tasosael
Age: Unknown
It is currently unknown how old Tasosael is, but they are rumored to have existed since the dawn of Human Civilization. Their particularly monstrous form can be somewhat off putting to those that see it firsthand,and they certainly look the part of a Demon found in Biblical texts. Their name seems to be Hebrew in origin and some have speculated that this along with the names and appearances of other Daemons, may be the basis for many world religions. This, coupled with Tasosael's overwhelming power would lead many to wonder why Tasosael and other Daemons did not fashion themselves as Gods among Humans, and Tasosael even admits that Daemons have made contact with Humanity throughout various points in history. Despite this, they claim that Daemonkind has no need to do so, and they find the idea both frivolous and pointless. Tasosael is not one for conversation and tends to be aloof, speaking only at length to Lorette and only to others when absolutely needed. Tasosael works closely with Lorette to ensure that Daemons are afforded a proper place in society alongside Humans and like her they appear outwardly to be of noble standing. Their true motivations for all of this however are less than clear and they often butt heads with Lorette in private.
Much like their Human partner, Tasosael operates on a code of conduct and honor, though it is noticeably less strict than Lorette's. A pragmatist at the core, Tasosael can and will employ questionable methods to achieve their goals, though it is mostly hampered by their partnership with Lorette. It is currently unknown why Tasosael chose Lorette to help them along in their ambitions or what they stand to gain from it in the end, but there is no question that the Daemon continues to benefit in unknown ways from their pact.
Tasosael enjoys fighting a great deal and looks forward to their sparring sessions with Lorette. They do wish that she took part in more real battles however, and is always seeking an opportunity to stand toe to toe with other Daemons.
When not manifesting a physical form, Tasosael resides in the Tactical Sword that Lorette carries everywhere. A weapon of their own design, Tasosael wishes that Humanity had never stopped carrying swords to begin with and finds most modern day weapons to be too noisy and unsightly for their tastes.
Age: 34
The CEO of Apex Implementations, Lorette Lècuyer is known to be both fiercely ambitious and intelligent. Apex Implementations is a big player on the world's stage in terms of Military advancements, and often paves the way in new technology and weaponry used the world over. While Lorette is by no means the first Human to ever make contact with Daemonkind, she is the first to capitalize on their power and potential. Lorette became aware of the existence of Daemons over 8 years ago while on a business trip in China. It is currently unknown what transpired between her and the Daemon known as Tasosael but an understanding was reached between the two of them and the resulting pact left Lorette bristling with the power to forge an Empire. Since that day she has worked tirelessly alongside Tasosael to ensure that Daemons have a place in society alongside Humans, and Apex Implementations has since expanded from an American Corporation into an International Conglomerate. Practically a Household name, Apex Implementations is the leading force in Daemon Reasearch, Registration and Utilization. To the outward eye the efforts of Lorette and Tasosael are nothing short of noble. Two beings working side by side to bridge the gap between two wildly different races. Behind closed doors however there is a noticeable tension between Lorette and Tasosael and one is left to wonder who truly steering Apex towards the future.
At first glance Lorette seems to be rigid in her bearing and possesses a rather cool demeanor. Her voice is noticeably deep and her mere presence commands the respect of those under her. The Media has never been sure what to make of Lorette both framing her as a Paragon of Humanity and a greed driven Corporate Executive in equal measure. Lorette shrugs this off with practiced measure, caring of her public opinion only enough to remain on the general public's good side. Past outward glances Lorette has proven to be both patient and kind. She believes fully in the potential of others and takes great pains to nurture that potential to the fullest in all that serve under her. Many have found her presence to be both calming and reassuring, though there is a noticeable intensity in both her gaze and mannerisms. Despite her constant efforts to see her own ambitions brought to fruition, Lorette operates by a strict code of honor and conduct and has a strong dislike of underhanded tactics, something virtually unheard of in the Corporate Sector. This is best demonstrated in her interest and regulation of Daemon fighting circuits, and more recently in her efforts to crack down on the Anti-Daemon Coalition calling themselves the Purgers.
Lorette does not often engage in public Daemon Battles, preferring to watch and observe during televised events. This does not extend to private sparring, and she can often be found in the Apex Headquarter's private training grounds, more often than not testing her skill against the Chief of Security. The CEO is never seen without a Tactical Sword tied at her hip, a new form of weaponry that has gained popularity amongst Daemon battlers. She has proven to be exceptionally efficient with the blade and is a fearsome opponent.
Name: Tasosael
Age: Unknown
It is currently unknown how old Tasosael is, but they are rumored to have existed since the dawn of Human Civilization. Their particularly monstrous form can be somewhat off putting to those that see it firsthand,and they certainly look the part of a Demon found in Biblical texts. Their name seems to be Hebrew in origin and some have speculated that this along with the names and appearances of other Daemons, may be the basis for many world religions. This, coupled with Tasosael's overwhelming power would lead many to wonder why Tasosael and other Daemons did not fashion themselves as Gods among Humans, and Tasosael even admits that Daemons have made contact with Humanity throughout various points in history. Despite this, they claim that Daemonkind has no need to do so, and they find the idea both frivolous and pointless. Tasosael is not one for conversation and tends to be aloof, speaking only at length to Lorette and only to others when absolutely needed. Tasosael works closely with Lorette to ensure that Daemons are afforded a proper place in society alongside Humans and like her they appear outwardly to be of noble standing. Their true motivations for all of this however are less than clear and they often butt heads with Lorette in private.
Much like their Human partner, Tasosael operates on a code of conduct and honor, though it is noticeably less strict than Lorette's. A pragmatist at the core, Tasosael can and will employ questionable methods to achieve their goals, though it is mostly hampered by their partnership with Lorette. It is currently unknown why Tasosael chose Lorette to help them along in their ambitions or what they stand to gain from it in the end, but there is no question that the Daemon continues to benefit in unknown ways from their pact.
Tasosael enjoys fighting a great deal and looks forward to their sparring sessions with Lorette. They do wish that she took part in more real battles however, and is always seeking an opportunity to stand toe to toe with other Daemons.
When not manifesting a physical form, Tasosael resides in the Tactical Sword that Lorette carries everywhere. A weapon of their own design, Tasosael wishes that Humanity had never stopped carrying swords to begin with and finds most modern day weapons to be too noisy and unsightly for their tastes.
Rasteva attempted to placate Sara, but to little effect. "Calm yourself Sara. There's no point in getting upset now." The Raven hopped onto the desk the laptop was situated on, staring up at the distressed woman. "Listen to me. We cannot afford to be ovewhelmed right now. Especially when so much is at stake." Once they were sure that Sara had calmed down enough to listen, the Daemon resumed speaking. "It is not so complicated all things considered. Your kind have always used such tactics to sway public opinion. The only difference this time around is that you're not using them against each other, and instead against my kind." The Daemon kept their tone even, but a bit of irritation laced it. "One step forward and two steps back as you often say."
Rasteva hopped back towards the laptop, eyeing the screen critically. "These people fear what they do not understand. Though a part of me cannot blame them in some regard." Rasteva turned back to face Sara, and affixed her with an even stare. "Tell me. Are you even fully aware of what I am? Of what we are? What we are capable of? These Purgers and others have educated themselves on the matter." The Daemon paused, the image of a smirking face flashing in their mind briefly. They shook their head to clear away any negative thoughts they may have and continued. "But where some seek to abuse this knowledge, others like these Purgers wish to have it wiped from existence. Their concerns hold validity, but their methods of expressing them are more than questionable."
Rasteva watched silently for a moment as Sara resumed pacing, she seemed to be wracking her brain for ideas but could not offer many. The Daemon met her sole suggestion with a tentative reply of their own. "While what you suggest holds merit, I do not think it to be a good idea. We alone are not the most capable, and they specifically target pairs that can do little to defend themselves." The Raven stared up at the cieling, deep in thought. "Also I think such a thing would be illegal. The local authorities would not like the idea of another group of self proclaimed heros running about." Rasteva let out a thoughtful sound and looked back at Sara. "Perhaps we can educate other people on the inherent dangers and how they can deal with them? The Purgers don't have Daemons of their own but others do. That knowledge should be reassuring in some manner. I am sure that there are many Daemons parting from their Humans in a misguided effort to keep them safe." Rasteva turned back towards the Laptop, looking at the frozen image on the screen. "It is more dangerous to go alone after all...."
Across town a woman sat alone at a large desk, eyes scanning a tablet screen critically. "Another attack. It seems that not everyone is prepared to step into the future along with the rest of us." Lorette sighed loudly and leaned back in the plush chair she was seated in. "But I'd be lying if I said I was even a little bit surprised." A voice emanated from her side, and the woman's brows drew even further into a frown. "No, it is not surprising at all." A plume of smoke erupted from the sword at her hip and floated lazily over her head. "When has your species not been prone to acts of stupidity? I cannot recall a single year on this miserable rock where there hasn't been a war going on somewhere. Not for the last three thousand years at least." Lorette's eyes tracked the smoke cloud with mild disinterest. "I am well aware of my species' many failings Tasosael. I have suffered for them personally for a long time." The woman's tone was clipped and left no room for argument. "That, however, is not my reason for concern. This little group of misfits may not pose much of a threat now, but they will prove to be a thorn in my side if they're allowed to get out of hand."
Lorette spun her chair, a remote appearing suddenly in her hand to turn on a large flatscreen covering the nearest wall. The local news was covering the latest attack at the University and the reporter was asking for comments from various students and faculty. "Look at this. Most of them don't want to see Daemons gone from the world, but some do. And every day this organization gains traction. Fear has always been and will always be a good enough motivation for Humanity. We've certainly allowed some atrocious things to happen as a result of it." The woman muted the tv, fingers threading through her hair as she stared down at her desk. "We can't allow these people to gain any more traction. Every voice added to their cause is another setback to our plans."
Tasosael floated down to eye level with Lorette, their voice taking on an amused tone. "Is that truly all Lècuyer? Surely your motives aren't so clear cut." The cloud floated out of range with a chuckle as the woman swatted at it with a hand. "Come now. It's them. That girl they're with attends that University. And an attack with her in the same room? You came very close to losing your prize." Lorette said nothing and steepled her fingers together, glaring up at the cloud of smoke. "I must say, I'm growing jealous Lècuyer. I wonder if you even need me at all." Lorette waved a hand flippantly at the Daemon. "You have your place in my designs as I do in yours Tasosael. Our partnership is still mutually beneficial and will continue to remain so." The woman affixes the cloud of smoke with an even stare. "But only so long as both parties remain on their best behavior." Tasosael let out a low growling sound and retreated into the woman's sword. "As you say Lècuyer, though I wonder how long we both can promise such a thing."
Lorette remained silent for a moment before reaching forward to press a button on her intercom. A secretary answered promptly. "Yes Madame Lècuyer?" "Send Allister to my office immediately. I have a task for him."
Rasteva hopped back towards the laptop, eyeing the screen critically. "These people fear what they do not understand. Though a part of me cannot blame them in some regard." Rasteva turned back to face Sara, and affixed her with an even stare. "Tell me. Are you even fully aware of what I am? Of what we are? What we are capable of? These Purgers and others have educated themselves on the matter." The Daemon paused, the image of a smirking face flashing in their mind briefly. They shook their head to clear away any negative thoughts they may have and continued. "But where some seek to abuse this knowledge, others like these Purgers wish to have it wiped from existence. Their concerns hold validity, but their methods of expressing them are more than questionable."
Rasteva watched silently for a moment as Sara resumed pacing, she seemed to be wracking her brain for ideas but could not offer many. The Daemon met her sole suggestion with a tentative reply of their own. "While what you suggest holds merit, I do not think it to be a good idea. We alone are not the most capable, and they specifically target pairs that can do little to defend themselves." The Raven stared up at the cieling, deep in thought. "Also I think such a thing would be illegal. The local authorities would not like the idea of another group of self proclaimed heros running about." Rasteva let out a thoughtful sound and looked back at Sara. "Perhaps we can educate other people on the inherent dangers and how they can deal with them? The Purgers don't have Daemons of their own but others do. That knowledge should be reassuring in some manner. I am sure that there are many Daemons parting from their Humans in a misguided effort to keep them safe." Rasteva turned back towards the Laptop, looking at the frozen image on the screen. "It is more dangerous to go alone after all...."
Across town a woman sat alone at a large desk, eyes scanning a tablet screen critically. "Another attack. It seems that not everyone is prepared to step into the future along with the rest of us." Lorette sighed loudly and leaned back in the plush chair she was seated in. "But I'd be lying if I said I was even a little bit surprised." A voice emanated from her side, and the woman's brows drew even further into a frown. "No, it is not surprising at all." A plume of smoke erupted from the sword at her hip and floated lazily over her head. "When has your species not been prone to acts of stupidity? I cannot recall a single year on this miserable rock where there hasn't been a war going on somewhere. Not for the last three thousand years at least." Lorette's eyes tracked the smoke cloud with mild disinterest. "I am well aware of my species' many failings Tasosael. I have suffered for them personally for a long time." The woman's tone was clipped and left no room for argument. "That, however, is not my reason for concern. This little group of misfits may not pose much of a threat now, but they will prove to be a thorn in my side if they're allowed to get out of hand."
Lorette spun her chair, a remote appearing suddenly in her hand to turn on a large flatscreen covering the nearest wall. The local news was covering the latest attack at the University and the reporter was asking for comments from various students and faculty. "Look at this. Most of them don't want to see Daemons gone from the world, but some do. And every day this organization gains traction. Fear has always been and will always be a good enough motivation for Humanity. We've certainly allowed some atrocious things to happen as a result of it." The woman muted the tv, fingers threading through her hair as she stared down at her desk. "We can't allow these people to gain any more traction. Every voice added to their cause is another setback to our plans."
Tasosael floated down to eye level with Lorette, their voice taking on an amused tone. "Is that truly all Lècuyer? Surely your motives aren't so clear cut." The cloud floated out of range with a chuckle as the woman swatted at it with a hand. "Come now. It's them. That girl they're with attends that University. And an attack with her in the same room? You came very close to losing your prize." Lorette said nothing and steepled her fingers together, glaring up at the cloud of smoke. "I must say, I'm growing jealous Lècuyer. I wonder if you even need me at all." Lorette waved a hand flippantly at the Daemon. "You have your place in my designs as I do in yours Tasosael. Our partnership is still mutually beneficial and will continue to remain so." The woman affixes the cloud of smoke with an even stare. "But only so long as both parties remain on their best behavior." Tasosael let out a low growling sound and retreated into the woman's sword. "As you say Lècuyer, though I wonder how long we both can promise such a thing."
Lorette remained silent for a moment before reaching forward to press a button on her intercom. A secretary answered promptly. "Yes Madame Lècuyer?" "Send Allister to my office immediately. I have a task for him."
Just as they did that morning, Rasteva flew overhead and surveyed the area. The air was remarkably tense, Human and Daemon alike eyeing everyone critically. An attack heard about on the news was one thing, but it was an entirely different to witness it first hand. The Raven swooped back towards the ground and landed on Sara's shoulder as she entered the building where they lived. She was just as tense as everyone else, and the Daemon couldn't blame her. The Raven shuffled close and draped one of their wings over Sara's head in an attempt to comfort her. Rasteva wasn't even sure if they were going about it the right way, but they were determined to try. Sara had done so much for them since they'd first met and they wanted to repay her kindness as best they were able. Rasteva's musings were cut off when another Human entered the small space of the Elevator they were in. A Snake Daemon was wrapped around her wrist and Rasteva gave the two of them a critical glare. She seemed pleasant and even went so far as to compliment Rasteva's vessel, but they were taking no chances. Sara seemed to be in agreement as she hurried out of the elevator as soon as she was able.
Rasteva relaxed noticeably once they were back in the apartment and seemingly out of danger. They had not expected the day to become as stressful as it had and they felt an odd sort of fatigue settle over them. Shaking it off quickly the Daemon perched on Sara's shoulder as she pulled up all the information that she could find on the Purgers. It seemed that everyone was an expert on the issue and sorting those that had some idea of what they were talking about from those that didn't was a painstaking task. Rasteva watched the screen with interest, head cocked to the side. The Purgers were certainly bold. They attacked even in broad daylight and were somewhat erratic in their movements. Rasteva hummed softly to themselves, turning to look at Sara. "Is there anywhere that says what kinds of Daemons they use, if any at all? Despite everything they seem to have a clear motive." Rasteva turned back to the computer screen, regarding it with interest. "I do not think they like Daemons very much. I have heard nothing yet about them stealing the power of whoever they assault. Only that they injure and attempt to forcibly disperse whatever Daemons they come across. All the better if their Human partner is caught in the crossfire."
It wasn't really a stretch all things considered. Humans tended to fear things they didn't understand. It wasn't surprising in the slightest that a group of them would hold a strong dislike of Daemons. Humans barely tolerated each other, Rasteva was more than positive that more than a few of them viewed Daemons with no small amount of distrust. "It certainly makes sense given the context of what we know. But I do not understand how this all came to be. Humans tend to be very...vocal about things they don't like."
Rasteva relaxed noticeably once they were back in the apartment and seemingly out of danger. They had not expected the day to become as stressful as it had and they felt an odd sort of fatigue settle over them. Shaking it off quickly the Daemon perched on Sara's shoulder as she pulled up all the information that she could find on the Purgers. It seemed that everyone was an expert on the issue and sorting those that had some idea of what they were talking about from those that didn't was a painstaking task. Rasteva watched the screen with interest, head cocked to the side. The Purgers were certainly bold. They attacked even in broad daylight and were somewhat erratic in their movements. Rasteva hummed softly to themselves, turning to look at Sara. "Is there anywhere that says what kinds of Daemons they use, if any at all? Despite everything they seem to have a clear motive." Rasteva turned back to the computer screen, regarding it with interest. "I do not think they like Daemons very much. I have heard nothing yet about them stealing the power of whoever they assault. Only that they injure and attempt to forcibly disperse whatever Daemons they come across. All the better if their Human partner is caught in the crossfire."
It wasn't really a stretch all things considered. Humans tended to fear things they didn't understand. It wasn't surprising in the slightest that a group of them would hold a strong dislike of Daemons. Humans barely tolerated each other, Rasteva was more than positive that more than a few of them viewed Daemons with no small amount of distrust. "It certainly makes sense given the context of what we know. But I do not understand how this all came to be. Humans tend to be very...vocal about things they don't like."
Rasteva listened to the man intently from their perch on Sara's shoulder. He didn't seem to hold the ones calling themselves 'Purgers' in any higher regard than anyone else they'd seen. Though that was hardly surprising, they HAD tried to crush him after all. The Raven's eyes darted around, attempting to spot anyone fitting the man's description. If there were any among them that fit the bill, it was as he had said, hard to tell. Everyone looked just as frazzled as the next person and there was truly no way to tell friend from foe. Rasteva gave the man a short word of thanks before he was led away by one of the faculty to get his injuries looked over. "This is most distressing Sara. We don't even now what these people look like. An attack like this can come from any direction and we'd never know until it was too late." The Daemon perched on the shelf and continued speaking as Sara and several other people set to work placing the books back where they belonged. "We should leave. There's no reason to stay here if it only means we're placing ourselves in direct danger."
The Raven fluttered back onto Sara's shoulder and cocked their head, her suggestion catching them a bit off guard. "Well yes I could very well do as you say and go off on my own, but then what would happen to you? And in all honesty, I cannot say I'd be any better off without you Sara. If we stay together, one of us may at least be able to run and get help if something goes wrong." The Daemon nodded, positive that their suggestion was sound. Apart the two of them were nothing but open targets. Together they had a better chance of surviving an encounter with the Purgers.
The woman's next suggestion held a great deal of merit and Rasteva found themselves agreeing to it wholeheartedly. "Yes, you are absolutely correct Sara. The sooner we can compile information on these people, the sooner we will be better equipped to deal with them." The Raven hopped down onto the table and tugged at Sara's shirt sleeve impatiently. "Come. Come, we must hurry home and away from prying eyes and ears. We have much work to do."
The Raven fluttered back onto Sara's shoulder and cocked their head, her suggestion catching them a bit off guard. "Well yes I could very well do as you say and go off on my own, but then what would happen to you? And in all honesty, I cannot say I'd be any better off without you Sara. If we stay together, one of us may at least be able to run and get help if something goes wrong." The Daemon nodded, positive that their suggestion was sound. Apart the two of them were nothing but open targets. Together they had a better chance of surviving an encounter with the Purgers.
The woman's next suggestion held a great deal of merit and Rasteva found themselves agreeing to it wholeheartedly. "Yes, you are absolutely correct Sara. The sooner we can compile information on these people, the sooner we will be better equipped to deal with them." The Raven hopped down onto the table and tugged at Sara's shirt sleeve impatiently. "Come. Come, we must hurry home and away from prying eyes and ears. We have much work to do."
Rasteva hopped onto the table excitedly as Sara pulled the indicated book from the shelf, looking up to answer her question. "Ah, I do enjoy learning about the world around me. Specifically how it works, what it does, what it CAN do." The Raven turned their eyes back to the book, tapping at a particular chapter with their beak and indicating that they would like for Sar to turn to that particular section. "I do enjoy reading a great deal and I used to travel quite often as well. Wherever there was knowledge to be had, I would be found there." The Daemon eyed the lines of text with interest, hopping side to side as they scanned the book's pages. This was one of Rasteva's many interests. They were not content to simply exist in the world, they wanted an understanding of how they were able to do so at all. Daemons were not like the other creatures found here. And their own world was as much of an enigma as they were. It was for this reason that Rasteva wanted to better understand how two completely different realms were even able to interact. The Daemon paused their reading, looking up at Sara. "I have long wondered over the physical properties of your world. Where I come from we do not have standard Laws of Physics, it is most interesting." The Raven resumed scanning the book's pages, becoming fully engrossed in the words written down. Every so often they would pause and ask Sara to turn the page, but it was apparent that the book did not interest her as much as it did the Daemon. They heard her getting up to leave a little while later, more than likely off to find a book that would hold her attention as much as the Physics book did Rasteva. They couldn't blame her really, this was nothing more than a standard textbook. Only Humans devoted solely to the subject would find any use of it. It was certainly not printed for casual reading.
Rasteva had to settle for turning the pages themselves while Sara was gone. It was difficult at first. They could only grasp hold of the pages to turn over with their beak, all the while taking care to not rip any of them. After several more, they began getting the hang of it. The Daemon could not help but feel a small sense of pride at their accomplishment. Despite all that had happened, they were still finding ways to be self-sufficient even if it was in small ways. Every step that they could take by themselves was a step that Sara would not be required to spend helping them. A sudden crash and a scream drew the Raven's attention and their head snapped up. Students and Faculty alike were rushing out of the Library, though a few stayed to see what the commotion was all about. Rasteva felt a sudden sense of panic and quickly flew towards the crowd, hoping to spot Sara in the chaos.
They found her not far from the scene, helping another student out from a pile of books on the floor. He seemed none the worse for the wear, but some of it may have been in no small part of the Gorilla Daemon holding up the large shelf. Rasteva perched on Sara's shoulder and eyed the man carefully. His words caught the Daemon's interest and they could not help but question him. "I beg your pardon Sir, but what did these people look like? Did they have Daemons as well?"
Rasteva had to settle for turning the pages themselves while Sara was gone. It was difficult at first. They could only grasp hold of the pages to turn over with their beak, all the while taking care to not rip any of them. After several more, they began getting the hang of it. The Daemon could not help but feel a small sense of pride at their accomplishment. Despite all that had happened, they were still finding ways to be self-sufficient even if it was in small ways. Every step that they could take by themselves was a step that Sara would not be required to spend helping them. A sudden crash and a scream drew the Raven's attention and their head snapped up. Students and Faculty alike were rushing out of the Library, though a few stayed to see what the commotion was all about. Rasteva felt a sudden sense of panic and quickly flew towards the crowd, hoping to spot Sara in the chaos.
They found her not far from the scene, helping another student out from a pile of books on the floor. He seemed none the worse for the wear, but some of it may have been in no small part of the Gorilla Daemon holding up the large shelf. Rasteva perched on Sara's shoulder and eyed the man carefully. His words caught the Daemon's interest and they could not help but question him. "I beg your pardon Sir, but what did these people look like? Did they have Daemons as well?"
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