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Sol City [Modern Slice of Life] . (CHAPTER ONE COMPLETED!) . ARCHIVED

Milo Ventri

Milo was seething as he walked away, everything was ruined, more than just his evening, his new life, not even out of it's infancy was being shot down quickly by this woman. Milo tried to separate his thoughts from it but he knew that it was only a matter of time, Paige would be back to her homewrecking ways soon and likely has already messaged Anna where he is and what he is doing. None of this was even their business, but here they come like a hurricane to shatter him on the rocks. As Milo returned to Vika, She spoke out to Paige, and his heart only sank, she was trying to be kind to him, and she was bearing her fangs a bit as well, more moxie than he knew what to do with.

"I would suggest to just let her go and not let it bother you.... But I can't take my own advice, I'm sorry Vika, I honestly expected my past to follow me, I just thought I would have been more ready for it." Milo was definitely upset, but it was anger, not fear, not regrets, anger. Milo couldn't understand how so many people still could hate him, or why he was forced to constantly be reminded, he was the one that thought he would never walk again, he endured the surgeries, the recovery, and still he lost everyone, and he was still the villain. "That woman is Paige, my ex's best friend, as well as a cop. She hated my guts before I ever got hurt but my actions then didn't make it better." Milo could only think of what he had done then as they went to get a drink, he had been much more aggressive, and hateful, smashed windows and plates and whatever else was near, yelled at anyone near him, even when they were only trying to help him, but he had changed, he was more the old Milo than ever, and yet here he was, proving Paige right by seething about her just being here.

Milo took the drink from the man serving them and downed it, and took another with him. "Lets go and meet up with Marinalia then, I will try and salvage your night as best I can, and I will try to be much less of a nuisance." Milo smirked at the feeling of angst then shook the thought away, he had worked to hard to be rid of the depression he was in to let one terrible conversation put him back, not with as much as he has riding on him being better. Still Milo couldn't help but wonder why she was here, last he had known she was busting arms dealers or something in Delta, she wasn't looking for him was she? No, Milo hadn't made anything in quantity to draw that kind of attention. Milo started to think about recent customers, he had a few that had ordered custom gun parts, could they have used one in something serious? Whatever the reason, he needed to probably put up some of his projects before he becomes a suspect.

@Pilatus @PrinceAlexus

Hikari Academy

My Hider

• Appearance:

My Hider

• Name: Havish Greyson

• Age: 16

• Species: Human Mage

• Abilities: Physical Magic: Havish has been practicing physical magic for some time now after learning about his talents, his most notable spell is his Armadillo Cloak, he can summon a tough chitinous armor that can with effort, cover his entire body. the shape of the armor is all dependent on his will, he has before managed to have a sharpened appendage protrude from the gauntlet but was able to make nothing more than the gauntlet. Other talents of his are other physical modification magics like increasing strength or speed or durability, of course the extent of this power is very limited.

• Skills: Havish is not very skilled at much but he is a very skilled cook, he spent much of his formative years at home and learned much from his mother about food.

• Inventory: A family ring, a silver band with a ruby set in it. inside the inscription reads "A Greyson always stands."

• Sample Post:

My Hider

Havish woke up this morning, sun shining in his eyes, the smell of breakfast was... absent. Havish got up and put on a pair of his sweatpants he had set out the night previous and moved to the door, usually by this time of day his mother had already started to cook and he would come down to help her out, but there was nothing, no one was in the kitchen, no food was being cooked, nothing. "Mom. Mom!" There was no response, and Havish began to panic. Up the stairs he ran, and burst through the door of his mothers bedroom, and there she was, lying in bed, the panic subsided, he ran over to her and tried to shake her awake. "Mom, come on get up, we need to make breakfast, I have school today." No response was given, the woman lay there still, eyes remained closed. "Mom....mom...." The panic returned and collapsed the young boy, he was twelve this year, and now he wondered what future was set in place for him.
The funeral was quaint, and was surprisingly enough, paid for entirely by his father, with whom he was to stay with now. Havish hadn't seen his father in several years, they had divorced when he was a child and his mother never explained why, only that his father loved him but the two of them felt it was better for Havish to not be around him. "Havish, I want you to know something." his father was looking down at him now, a tear of his own running down his cheek, "The life your mother wanted for you, I can't give, but I can give you another, one that will be hard, it will be scary, and it will be dangerous, but I swear that if you take the chance, you could be more than you can imagine." His father was smiling, but there was genuine fear in his eyes, but Havish couldn't say no, he had no other family, so all he could do was nod.
The next three years were spent with his father training with magic, magic he had never known he had. There were days when his father would show him offensive magic and he would wonder, if I had had this magic when I was younger I could fought back against the bullies I dealt with. Havish knew that was a lie though, he wouldn't have fought them, he never fought, he was always beaten and beaten, never once did he stand up. "Havish, come on now, you have to try harder, the academy won't accept you if you don't give them something to work with." The man flung spell after spell at the boy, but Havish continued to dodge and weakly deflect, "No, no, you need to stand strong, you are a Greyson, we always stand." As the man finished speaking, Havish felt his feet stop, the ground seemingly mounding up over them, "Stand and show me who you are." The man flung spell after spell, Havish fearfully doing his best to not be hit, but soon he was caught directly in the line of fire, literally, the flames sprang from his fathers hand and struck dead center of Havish's chest, Havish could only think of one thing, if only he could just curl up and hide, not let any of this hurt him. The flames curled and hissed, but there was no pain, it was hot, but not painful, when Havish opened his eyes, he looked down to see a plate of armor, it covered his chest and stomach, he laughed nervously and looked at his father, the man was smiling wide, "You did it, a spell to be proud of, a living armament is a powerful..." mid sentence the armor dissolved and Havish collapsed unable to handle the strain of the spell yet, but, at least promise was there.

• Other: His Father Martin Greyson was a graduate of Hikari Academy and a skilled elementalist.

Highlights of Havish's background and personality are in the sample post.

Hikari Academy

mmm, What a teacher like that could do for the meekly mild Havish.

Hikari Academy

• Appearance:

My Hider

• Name: Havish Greyson

• Age: 16

• Species: Human Mage

• Abilities: Physical Magic: Havish has been practicing physical magic for some time now after learning about his talents, his most notable spell is his Armadillo Cloak, he can summon a tough chitinous armor that can with effort, cover his entire body. the shape of the armor is all dependent on his will, he has before managed to have a sharpened appendage protrude from the gauntlet but was able to make nothing more than the gauntlet. Other talents of his are other physical modification magics like increasing strength or speed or durability, of course the extent of this power is very limited.

• Skills: Havish is not very skilled at much but he is a very skilled cook, he spent much of his formative years at home and learned much from his mother about food.

• Inventory: A family ring, a silver band with a ruby set in it. inside the inscription reads "A Greyson always stands."

• Sample Post:

My Hider

Havish woke up this morning, sun shining in his eyes, the smell of breakfast was... absent. Havish got up and put on a pair of his sweatpants he had set out the night previous and moved to the door, usually by this time of day his mother had already started to cook and he would come down to help her out, but there was nothing, no one was in the kitchen, no food was being cooked, nothing. "Mom. Mom!" There was no response, and Havish began to panic. Up the stairs he ran, and burst through the door of his mothers bedroom, and there she was, lying in bed, the panic subsided, he ran over to her and tried to shake her awake. "Mom, come on get up, we need to make breakfast, I have school today." No response was given, the woman lay there still, eyes remained closed. "Mom....mom...." The panic returned and collapsed the young boy, he was twelve this year, and now he wondered what future was set in place for him.
The funeral was quaint, and was surprisingly enough, paid for entirely by his father, with whom he was to stay with now. Havish hadn't seen his father in several years, they had divorced when he was a child and his mother never explained why, only that his father loved him but the two of them felt it was better for Havish to not be around him. "Havish, I want you to know something." his father was looking down at him now, a tear of his own running down his cheek, "The life your mother wanted for you, I can't give, but I can give you another, one that will be hard, it will be scary, and it will be dangerous, but I swear that if you take the chance, you could be more than you can imagine." His father was smiling, but there was genuine fear in his eyes, but Havish couldn't say no, he had no other family, so all he could do was nod.
The next three years were spent with his father training with magic, magic he had never known he had. There were days when his father would show him offensive magic and he would wonder, if I had had this magic when I was younger I could fought back against the bullies I dealt with. Havish knew that was a lie though, he wouldn't have fought them, he never fought, he was always beaten and beaten, never once did he stand up. "Havish, come on now, you have to try harder, the academy won't accept you if you don't give them something to work with." The man flung spell after spell at the boy, but Havish continued to dodge and weakly deflect, "No, no, you need to stand strong, you are a Greyson, we always stand." As the man finished speaking, Havish felt his feet stop, the ground seemingly mounding up over them, "Stand and show me who you are." The man flung spell after spell, Havish fearfully doing his best to not be hit, but soon he was caught directly in the line of fire, literally, the flames sprang from his fathers hand and struck dead center of Havish's chest, Havish could only think of one thing, if only he could just curl up and hide, not let any of this hurt him. The flames curled and hissed, but there was no pain, it was hot, but not painful, when Havish opened his eyes, he looked down to see a plate of armor, it covered his chest and stomach, he laughed nervously and looked at his father, the man was smiling wide, "You did it, a spell to be proud of, a living armament is a powerful..." mid sentence the armor dissolved and Havish collapsed unable to handle the strain of the spell yet, but, at least promise was there.

• Other: His Father Martin Greyson was a graduate of Hikari Academy and a skilled elementalist.

Highlights of Havish's background and personality are in the sample post.

Hikari Academy

Question, Does age matter for students?

Sol City [Modern Slice of Life] . (CHAPTER ONE COMPLETED!) . ARCHIVED

yeah lighter side for sure, but still firm enough to get the point across, you know?

Sol City [Modern Slice of Life] . (CHAPTER ONE COMPLETED!) . ARCHIVED

If she does choose to try and manhandle him, lay off the leg, that's be a low blow.

Sol City [Modern Slice of Life] . (CHAPTER ONE COMPLETED!) . ARCHIVED

@Pilatus

I hope that, that doesn't take to much agency in that post, if it is a problem lemme know yeah.

Sol City [Modern Slice of Life] . (CHAPTER ONE COMPLETED!) . ARCHIVED

Milo Ventri

Milo rolled his eyes almost the moment Paige started talking, what did he honsestly expect to come of this, she might have gotten some kind of manners it had been months since he had seen her or Anna at this point, but obviously that wasn't enough time to have any changes, at least not her, she could act high and mighty as she flashed her badge in front of him but it didn't matter, he just wanted to be left alone. "Seeing as you are standing here for some reason, staring holes into my head, I think it is. Judging by the standard beat cop attitude it seems you've been transferred." Milo looked around for a moment wondering why exactly she would be working right now, right here.

Paige snapped him from his thought when she began to talk about Vika, how dare she, she couldn't help but meddle with his relationship before, but this time was going to be different, he finally felt like he was building some kind of life for himself and this was not going to stop him. Though it was when Paige decided to interact with Vika that Milo drew the line, as Paige gave a sly wave, Milo slapped her hand away, "Stop that Paige, ruin your own life, leave mine out of it." Milo's eyes were burning at this point, "I made mistakes Paige, and I paid for them with everything I held dear. Stay away from her, I mean it." Just as he was finishing that statement he noticed the ridiculousness that was the perfect posse, "Fantastic, just what I needed." He looked back to Paige and nodded to the shouting men, "Take your pick, waste time trying to arrest me for slapping your hand, or stick around and watch the show, cause we're in for it." And with that he began to walk back to Vika shaking his head knowing that this was going to be another great night.

@Pilatus @PrinceAlexus @aladdin_sane

Sol City [Modern Slice of Life] . (CHAPTER ONE COMPLETED!) . ARCHIVED

I know you're character was standing there as well but in this case he just hasn't noticed that she was talking.

I didn't ignore you on purpose... well I did.... but with reason.
@Almalthia