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My Name is Shadow Daedalus, but I will accept pretty much any diminutive form you can come up with. I am active in the GMT Timezone, and I mention this to help coordinate posting times with others.

I like to RP things with fighting and grit, but chilled out RPs are good too. I'm a little out of practice, so my writing style falls anywhere between Low-Casual and High-Casual.

Wide range of tastes, like Sci-fi, Modern, Fantasy and Historical. This also includes a diverse range of Fandom content, especially Games and Anime.

I don't usually play more that three characters at a time, and I'm more comfortable as a male character, but I might try to expand more in the future, you'll have to wait and see...

Not very interesting, so feel free to ask me questions :D

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@1Charak2 I finally managed to get my post finished. It'd been sitting on my laptop for about three days because I'd been too busy to sit down and crack on with it
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Interacting with: Taka, Assassin (Jack) @1Charak2


Nodding as she agreed to milk and sugar, James crossed back over to the counter as the kettle clicked off, signifying that the water was boiled. Quickly putting two teaspoons of sugar into two of the coffee cups and another into the fourth mug, which was empty, he poured the boiling water into the three coffee mugs, with some milk going into the mug he had mental designated as Taka's. Placing the kettle back on its base, he flicked the heat off the hob and moved the pan of warm milk to pour it into the fourth mug. Using the teaspoon he had scooped the coffee with, he stirred the mugs of coffee.

As he stirred, James took a second to think about what Taka said to him, especially regarding the skeletons in his closet, of which their were plenty of. 'Well, to start, I killed my first man aged 12, and by the time I turned 14 that number had risen to 8, 9 counting the assisted suicide in Dubai.' Shaking his head lightly, he tried to clear his head of that particular train of thought. to his misforturne, His mind strayed to the most recent skeleton added to the veritable mausoleum that was his 'closet'. Amina. He wondered if it was wise to let his newest partner about her, but decided to let the topic rest for now, until there was a better time to talk about it.

Instead he finished stirring the drinks, placing them on a tray. Before he picked up the tray, he gave Taka a quick look at her mention of lending her money. Mulling it over in his head, he was hesitant to give money to someone he barely knew, but she was his ally and he need to start showing a little trust in some way. Not just that, but his previous experiences with women let him now that some of them can be particularly stubborn and will sometimes get... creative in order to get what they want.

"As long as you don't go overboard, It shouldn't be too much of a problem. You will pay me back though, one way or another."

With another light shake off his head, he picked up the tray of mugs and lead the woman back into the living room, grabbing 4 coasters as he walked. Placing the tray on the glass coffee table, he tossed a coaster in front of Jack and the other seating places before taking the mugs and placing them in front of their respective seats. The black coffee with sugar was placed in front of the armchair with James' coat resting on it, the other black coffee placed in front of the other armchair, signalling that seat was for Van Helsing. The warm milk was placing in front of the young Assassin, the white coffee beside it for Taka.

Sliding the tray onto the shelf below the table, James disappeared out of the room, only to return a minute later and toss a plastic packet of painkillers next to Taka's drink. Settling into his seat, he lightly waved his hand towards the drink and the medicine.

"For your neck."

That was all he offered in way of explaination, but it should have been sufficient. With nothing left to be said, he lifted his mug and took a mouthful of the hot drink, the sweet and bitter flavour helping him to relax a little.



Van Helsing was again a little surprised as the little girl hopped up and grabbed his collar, the height difference between the two making the action necessary for the white-haired Assassin. The apparent need for secrecy, even within the privacy of the bounded field encompassing the house, was surprising, but once the assassin's name slipped from her lips, it suddenly made sense, as well as her place in the poorly-named 'Throne of Heroes'. While a servant's true power stemmed from the name they take from their legends, few servants held the brutal, blood-covered reputation of the little girl currently resting on his Master's couch. His eyes gained an edged, predatory look out of reflex, before he caught himself and made himself relax a little. While the revelation was shocking, he reminded himself that the newly identified and ever-infamous Jack the Ripper was an ally, as opposed to an immediate threat to be hunted.

"Your crimes are long past, what's done is done. I have no right to judge your actions over a century ago, nor would doing so change the past. Besides, My quarrel is not with your kind to begin with. I am a hunter of beasts, not a hunter of men."

Taking a few steps closer towards the couch, He took off his weathered tricorn and ran a gloved hand through his blackish brown hair, a few streaks of greying silver making themselves known. He lowered his voice, so that only she could hear him but he wasn't quite whispering.

"In the interest of full disclosure, it is only fair that I introduce myself properly. So, Ms. Jack the Ripper, my name is Doctor Abraham Van Helsing, Physician and Monster Hunter. A pleasure to be working with you."

As he spoke, he placed the hat to his chest and gave her a small, polite bow, typical of the aristocrats of his time, or more accurately their time. He straightened up and slipped the hat back onto his head as James and Taka re-entered the room, waiting patiently for his own coffee to be placed on the table before seating himself and taking a sip of the unsweetened black coffee.
@CadenGallic It was more just throwing them out there, in case I wanted to bring them in for something. For example, if the students take a break to visit Vault, Venator might drop by to visit them
@1Charak2 I'll start working on a response when you post :)


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Kyras showed little to no outward reaction to the sudden apprehension of one of their 'companions', a word he was hard-pressed to use. The only outward reaction he showed was a raised eyebrow, but even that was hidden by his mask. While briefly curious as to what the Kil'garen was charged with, Treason being a broad term when it's coming from the mouth of the ever fickle and heavy-handed Empire, he dismissed the thought as it had no direct bearing on his own objectives, namely surviving long enough to collect his paycheck. The loss of one member has a double effect in that regard, considering that it meant one less trigger for the explosive compound but the group had also lost one of the more capable members, as well as their primary means of defending the liabilities of the group.

His focus was quick to zero in on the contents of the syringe, his mind searching for the possible contents. The most immediate answer was a form of neutraliser or antidote for the explosive compound, considering a sedative wouldn't be needed after the knockout blow the Templar had delivered. It made a lot of sense from a logical perspective as well, as they wouldn't want to kill the entire search party when they inevitably execute her on whatever whim the emperor held at the time. A plan began to form in the assassin's mind with the intention of stealing the antidote, so that should one of the others die, he can escape unharmed... Unfortunately, his opportunity was lost as soon as it arrived as the group began to move away, making Kyras curse softly under his breath as he turned to follow, his purple cloak wrapping around him as he walked.

Evidently, the group had been conversing with the Gargantu, Gun'tar, and had apparently agreed to take Reek as a guide. Kyras had no interest in what the conversation had entailed, nor why they agreed to take on the foul-smelling slave creature, but he was careful to gauge the reactions of the rest of the members of their little 'expedition'. While most of them seemed to be on par for the course, either remaining quiet or behaving quietly. The kindness the albino was showing the gob was unusual, but he didn't linger on it. The smirk on the mage girl, however, caught his attention for a moment. Narrowing his eyes a little, he watched her for a few seconds. Hopefully, whatever that smirk means, it doesn't come back to bite them.
I was worried that James was starting to attract fatally bad luck
@Grey@vancexentan@Turboshitter Having checked their profile, they've been online yesterday but they haven't posted anything for almost two weeks. Participation is looking a little shaky, but I'd rather not give up just yet. I don't want to lose my partner again. I'll PM them, but please keep it friendly if/when they come back
@Ashevelendar If I'm lucky, I'll have something up by the end of the day. It's about 12 noon rn, so i'd give it 12 hours tops
@Ashevelendar I'll have something up when I can. My best friend proposed to his girlfriend recently, so I'm still a bit out of it
@Sho Minazuki Hey, I'm curious about something. How do you do your drawings? What device and software?
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