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Milo Ventri






Milo heard the faintest noise of splashing from through his headphones, and then what sounded like words, but he couldn't tell. He tugged the line a bit to see if he had anything but there was nothing on it, that was when he noticed the wisp of silver hair in his periphery, Vika stood there on the bank looking flustered to all hell like she hadn't expected him to be outside of his own shop. Milo took out his headphones and set his rod down.

"Sorry, I was listening to music, didn't see you there." Milo shrugged his good shoulder, "Well, I am alive, so that is about the best that I can ask for." He kind of thumbed some of his equipment, "Got shot yesterday, not as fun." Milo chuckled, the pain from the wound wasn't bad so he wasn't to worried. "As much as I love all the small talk and the idea that your dad is a sailor but you know zero fishing terms, I think I should come clean a little." He didn't get up from where he was as he started to talk about everything that had been going on, the guns, the deals with Jackie, the reasons why Paige had been around so much, he told her all of it, with a bit of regret and relief in his face. "I shouldn't have hidden so much, but I thought that it was too deep to let someone know about, I thought I could handle it all, but I couldn't, it's over now though, and I am finally breathing again." Milo stood now, he leaned against the rock he was near and grinned, "Well, I guess this is the part where you should freak out, I really had no right to complain with all I had been hiding." Milo had a smile that was less amusement and much more of acceptance, the acceptance of what he had done and who he is becoming.

@PrinceAlexus
Milo Ventri






Monday morning






Milo went into the closet in his bedroom, it was pretty early and was still a bit cold, but not as bad as yesterday, Milo was only a bit hungover but was determined to make the day a good one. He picked up his old fishing rod and his tackle box before heading out and down to the harbor, one of the reasons he had picked this location was that it was right on the river. As Milo sat down he put on some bait and cast out his line as he sat on the shore, he fiddled and adjusted a large hunting knife he had on his belt that was currently jamming itself into his hip, he was still sore from yesterday, but had checked his wound and it looked as though he was fine,casting was harder but not enough to stop him. Milo sat back against a large rock and pulled a black case from his tackle box, he pulled a cigar from it and lit it, taking a long drag he smiled and let out a small laugh to himself, This is the first time since I moved here that I have actually gone fishing in this river. Why did it take me so long? Milo didn't care too much, he put on a set of headphones and turned on some music, jazz, blues, a mix of his favorites.

An hour has passed before Milo finishes the cigar in his mouth, he only has one decent sized catfish in his cooler, but he fights to bring in the second, at this point he has no need to keep any more, so he starts fishing for the fun of it, as though he hadn't been this whole time, he can hear the cars passing by behind him in between the songs, and wonders why no one else wants to fish over here, he looks around and there is no one at all on this shore, even with the haul he has already pulled in. He sat back into his spot and started to let his mind wander, first thing to pass it is the recent events of Sunday, and of all the happenings, the one that stood out was his night with Paige, he wondered if she had thought it was a date, she didn't seem to. The way she was acting, was it because she felt like she didn't want to be there, or was it because she did? The more on it the more it moved to what he thought, he and Paige had been friends for years, but they never really had a connection like that before, right? he tried to recall if this was the first time... it wasn't, they had had moments where had they been alone, the same reaction could have been drawn, but they had always had Ana, she was the one that always kept the moments light, made them not feel weird. Milo only thought about it for a moment more before his mind wandered again, now the thought in mind was that she had looked really good in that dress, seeing as it was one of very few times he ever saw that of her, it was no surprise he would think of it, but maybe he thought of it a little longer than he should.
Jenramo Ventri






Jenramo cleaned the blood from his blade, the essence of the fallen had stitched the wounds that he had sustained during the fight, yet he knew that he would need to be careful moving forward, the poison that the beastmen used could kill him still, even with beloved memory holding him together, after the battle if he did not gather an antivenin or recieve aid from Gwen... he shook the thought, magic was still not something that he was comfortable utilizing like that, the corruption he had seen in mages, these people were good, but they don't stay that way long.

The large man and the knight that assisted them were looting like the rogue, some mercenaries have no decency. Jenramo moved back to the group and reconvened with their leader, "Well, now we have more to contend with, how would you like to proceed?" Jenramo did not sheathe his weapon, the two strangers, while they had helped them, they are unknown, and not to mention, a possible drain to the reward. Jenramo held onto his stance maintaining a preparedness he needed in case the behemoth of a man attempted to charge them.

@Arthanus@Sync

PERSONNEL FILE


Walter Vincent Grismer
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General Information

name:// Walter Vincent Grismer (Walt)
age:// 25
birth date:// 01/14
gender:// Male
occupation:// Chef at a local restaurant.


Biology
height:// 6'1'
weight:// 211lbs
hair color:// blonde
eye color:// blue
tattoos, scars, piercings:// Pierced ears but currently no earrings, as well as a tattoo over his left shoulder and down and around his left side of a phoenix.


Psychology
ability:// Elixir

personality:// Walt Was always ambivalent to the world, not caring about anything or anyone, just looking out for himself, though as he came into his powers he started to take on a different mindset, he started to care about what happened to other people, but no matter what he still came first, and if it were a choice between his life and someone else's, he would be very hesitant to pick the other person. He still maintains his gruff and kind of stand offish behavior, this keeps him from having people trying to rely on him too much, though at heart he does want to be around people and can be a kind person once you get past the gruff exterior.

family history://
  • Lawrence Grismer, Father, alive, no abilites, Location known
  • Jeanne Grismer, Mother, deceased, Paladin, Location known
  • Hazel Grismer, Sister, Alive, Paladin, Location unknown


Miscellaneous Information
Walt deals poorly with other people due to a betrayal from his now ex-girlfriend, she had let the authorities know about Hazel and forced her into hiding.

Walt lost his mother early on, too early to know that she ever had abilities.

The restaurant Walt worked at was a well off Cajun restaurant, his favorite dish was the crayfish.

Milo Ventri






Milo sat it silence as he watched Paige head into the building, she left his coat even though he knew she was cold, the gravity of the evening was starting to set in, everything that he should have been thinking about was now flooding to mind, the most pressing of which being that he wasn't sure how he felt about Paige. The evening had transpired differently than he had expected, back in Delta he always thought that the two of them were like rivals, but this... he wished that they had been this way then.

SSSSCCCRRRREEEETTTCCHHHH!!!

The glare of the taillights in front of him and the driver now leaning out his window, shouting obscenities at him, Milo just shook his head and flipped him the bird, it wasn't like he had hit him, but he was definitely not paying attention, and to be fair, he was a bit drunk. Milo tried to think more on the night, he had had quite a time, but was it enough for him? The strange emotions he felt about it all started to mix with some deeper ones, anger, pain, things he had tried to leave behind in Delta, Paige was part of the reason that Ana shut him out, but could he blame her? He had done more damage to his own life than she could have, was it even fair to keep blaming her? She had gotten him out of one hell of a mess, someone that still hated you wouldn't do that would they? Then it came up, if Paige was able to speak to him again, why hadn't Ana? Was what he had done too much? Had she already moved on? It was likely he would never know, Paige would probably not tell him, part of him didn't want to know.

As Milo walked into his house the first thing he did was head for his safe, he took out the photo and his cell phone, he let the phone connect, and looked at the photo, maybe he really should just let it all go. Ana wasn't going to call him, even if she did, what would he even do? He at least knew that here, he could be what he wanted, and above all things he wanted to be free, free of those mobsters, free of his depression, and free of the pain. Milo sighed, Sol had given him more chance at freedom than he deserved, as well as a measure of redemption, time would tell if he deserved it, he opened the old flip phone and took it in both hands and snapped it in two, dropping the pieces and the photo in the garbage. Milo sighed giving up his hope that Ana would come back into his life was only weighing him down, he wondered as well, if maybe Ana was what made Paige act so strangely, the thought of how they all were making her regret having a fun evening? Milo laid in bed and just stared at the ceiling, maybe he would do this again anyway.

@Pilatus




Ana Harlow






Ana was spending her sunday at home, she had a few projects that she had been working on for a while that needed to be done in time for a customer from her online store, she had been getting a influx of orders for doll clothing, and while she never minded making it, she was hoping for something to just end the monotony. It didn't take horribly long before she was finished with the little blue and white dress and she took a couple photos to send the buyer. Ana went to the fridge in her little apartment and grabbed a bottle of water, her apartment was pretty plain, other than the stacks of fabric and dress mannequins, her fencing sabre sat in one corner with all her gear and she just laid on her couch to watch television.

Ana heard the buzzing of her cellphone as she sat around, she took it out and looked at the ID, it was a friend she had made at a tournament, they usually hung out when one of them was near the other but there wasn't anything going on that she could think of. "Hey Britt, what's going on?" she asked as she answered the phone. On the other side there was a lot of music and the shouting from another voice came through, "Not much, was wondering if you wanted to come hang out, get some drinks?" Ana sat up that sounded like a lot of fun, the girl on the phone continued, "What hotel are you at by the way, I didn't get a chance to ask Milo, I only saw him for a minute before he left." Ana perked up, she hadn't seen Britt since before everything with Milo, she didn't know they weren't together now, "Britt, I'm not with Milo, where are you?" There wasn't an answer for a minute, "That's weird, I'm in Sol, he was hanging around at the gym we all practice at, gave one of the guys a bit of a bruising. Are you guys ok, seems weird you didn't come too." Ana tried to explain nicely before hanging up with the girl.

This was the first of Milo she had heard of since he left, he had just disappeared after a while, she asked around for him but nobody knew where he had gone off to, she had tried to call him after a couple weeks of him being gone, but every time she did, his phone was out of service, but now she had an idea of where he was and even better, she had someone there that could find him. Ana took out her phone and looked at it, the time wasn't too late, but knowing Paige she was probably already asleep, time zone difference and all, she chose just wait, she would try to get Paige to find him, get him to call her, but not til the morning, he wouldn't disappear in an evening she hoped, after all this time, he probably has forgotten all about her, but she still can't help but want to set everything straight with him.

((keep forgetting to put this here.))

Name: Ana Elizabeth Harlow
Age: 28

Appearance:


Height: 5'10"

Weight: 150lbs

Likes:

  • Fencing
  • Swimming
  • Camping
  • Big Band and Swing
  • Historical reenactment
  • Quiet days and peaceful nights

Dislikes:

  • Sporting events (Tolerated for Paige and Milo)
  • Most modern music
  • unnecessary shouting
  • fighting for the sake of fighting


Zodiac Sign: Leo

Special Talent: She is a Skilled Fencer, as well as a Skilled Seamstress.

Profession: She currently works at a high end fabric and clothing store, mostly to fund her hobby of making clothes for an online store, she tends to make costumes for reenactments and festivals as well as modern fashion and Doll outfits.

Bio/Personality: Ana grew up in Delta city alongside her best friend Paige, her family were kind and loving, they doted on their daughter and gave her the world, they however were not the richest family around and so her mother made sure that her daughter knew the basics of sewing and cooking, that way she could always take care of herself, however when she decided to learn to fence as a child, they were of course apprehensive at first but ultimately relented. Ana became quite skilled in swordplay and became the State champion in high school. Ana of course continued and became involved in a lot of recreation activities, medieval, civil war, whatever was around, she made the costumes, and fought the fights, and in a tournament in Northern Florida, she competed in the fencing matches, and met a man in the Longsword division, Milo, the two hit it off and soon were inseparable, they traveled the states and competed in tournaments and participated in reenactments, and generally had fun, at least until a drunk driver ran over her boyfriend, Milo was seriously injured, and it left him in a terrible place, Ana did all she could to help him, she wanted him to lean on her but he was so depressed that he couldn't even look at her in the eye let alone ask for help. Ana tried her best until Milo started to go from sadness to anger, he would shout and yell at everyone, he would lock himself away in his room and break anything around him, the last straw for her however was Milo had an outburst and tore up most of their apartment at the time including many of her own sentimental possessions, he wasn't the man he used to be, she knew that it wasn't right, that the person she knew was still there, however she could be there like that, so she took the advice of her best friend Paige and left, She hoped that the shock might snap him out of it, but she let him go too long and eventually both Paige and Milo were gone, Paige to Sol and Milo to the wind, not even his Family knew. She was the heartbroken one now, the man she loved was gone and so was her best friend, maybe she should move to Sol.

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