Spectral

The Key of Twilight (Kingdom Hearts AU)

Seems interesting. I’ll try for a sheet tomorrow

Fenixtear - A Fairy Tail RP

Asher

@Sho Minazuki@Landaus Five-One[@Takumi Enishi]@Sanguine Rose

Following the others into the Museum, Asher took the time from the entrance to the basement to take in the exhibits. There was a genuine look of curiosity in his eyes as he gazes at each passing section. This was in fact the first time he had ever actually been inside a museum in his life. Heading down into the basement, Asher made a mental note to himself to come back another time in the future.

As Carver asked for their names, Asher introduced himself along with the others. “Asher Lancaster,” he said, keeping it simple and professional. He would hold himself like so, though as soon as Gwen was once more stripped and then tossing her clothes at the client with her abrasive tone, Asher couldn’t help but sigh. This wasn’t helped as the new white haired man of the group also in turn spoke in his own icy tone to the poor man. Asher was at least relieved that Jessica seemed to also be treating this with proper decorum. In thinking about that thought… she may be one of the least eccentric members he’s actually got to work alongside. Internally he sighs once more. Why can’t there be more members like Jessica or Ria?

Asher lets out a polite cough as he shakes away such thoughts for now. “Yes… perhaps we should go ahead and hear of the details, Mr. Mandrake?”

Fenixtear - A Fairy Tail RP

Asher

@Sho Minazuki@Landaus Five-One @Takumi Enishi

Asher was enthralled at meeting an actual sentiment blade that he wasn’t ultimately bothered by the white haired grouch. He raised a brow as he replied. “The Scholarly Assistance job? I was going to inquire about it shortly, but I’m willing to assist. The pay seems good, though the mystery reward has me curious too.”

His intentions clear, he returns his attention to Jessica and her blade, now named Tearsy.“It’s hard to not be interested in a blade such as yourself, Ms. Tearsy. I dare say anyone who has grown up or done work in a forge, such as myself, has at one point had a dream of hearing one of their works speak. And you say you have magic beyond this telepathy? Fascinating.” Asher’s eyes almost seemed to gleam in amazement the more he heard her speak.

A moment of clarity breaks through his mind as a realization comes to him. Giving an embarrassed cough into his hand as he straightened up, he looked back towards Jessica and the other guy. “Ah, Forgive me. It would seem in my amazement, that I have forgotten to even introduce myself. Asher Lancaster. I hope we can work well together going forward.”]

“I am ready to leave myself, though on the way, I’ll need to drop off a few items back at the workshop, as it would do no good to take them with us,” he thumbs to Gwen's broken blades strapped to the pack on his back. “It should be on the way, so it shouldn’t delay us.”

Fenixtear - A Fairy Tail RP

Asher

@Takumi Enishi@Sho Minazuki@Landaus Five-One
Taking the paper in hand, he gives her a nod as he looks at the number written down. “I’ll be sure to keep that in mind. And once I have your weapon’s repairs done, I’ll contact you then.” Putting the paper into his pocket as she walks away, Asher starts to think on what to do now. Seeing as he now has a project for Gwen, he was going to need to buy the necessary materials. Materials that he doesn’t have in his supplies currently. Which means he’s going to need Jewels sooner rather than later.

Packing away everything into his bag, strapping the damaged blades to its side, Asher prepares to follow Gwen’s example and take a look at what jobs are available at the board. But before he could even take the first step, a foreign voice rings into his mind. His head turns in what he felt was the direction of the invading feminine tone, where it fell upon some new girl. Or that is to say, the sword that seemed to glow upon her waist… that apparently was named Tearsy? At least, that’s what the voice seemed to indicate.

The voice once more entering his head, Asher quickly walked up to the job board towards the woman. “Pardon me,” Asher spoke to the girl, his eyes glancing between her and the supposed talking, glowing sword at her hip. “But I have to ask. Your sword…” Asher slightly tilts down as he looks at the hilted blade, his eyes analyzing its unique design as he continues. “Tearsy, I believe she called herself? Did I just hear her voice enter my head from across the hall?” He looks back up to her face, his own face showing great curiosity.

Fenixtear - A Fairy Tail RP

Asher

“Hrrm, I see,” releasing the magic from the iron bar in his hand, he returns it to his belt holster. Looking back at her, he continues in a business-like tone he’s used back home. “I’ll have to take a look around then and see what exactly I can get my hands on. Once I acquire the materials, it shouldn’t take too long for me to return with your completed sword.”

At the mention of new members with swords, Asher ponders what she said. It’s certainly true that there are new members that use swords. Ones he hasn’t had the chance to have introduced himself with yet. It would be a good opportunity to break the ice in such a case. When Gwen mentions knowing a thing or two about forging, he raises his brow in doubt.

When she laid out the money for his services, he hummed with approval. It’s a nice chunk of Jewels, which he certainly appreciates. Most if will be spent on material acquisition, with some saved for other various needs that arise.

At the mention of team up, he blinked. With the addition of forever, Asher found his brow raising at such a remark. This certainly was not something to hear out of Gwen of all people. Last he remembered, he was sure she didn’t even care for him. Finger tapping on the table, he responds. “If you are asking if I would team up with you on any missions going forward, Gwen, I see no problems with that. So long as I have not taken another job or in the middle of a project of mine, at least.” He adds at the end. For now, he decides to not make a point about the forever bit, least it makes the current interaction awkward. Especially if this was Gwen actually opening up to someone for a change.

@Takumi Enishi

Fenixtear - A Fairy Tail RP

Asher

Asher blinked one surprise as he found a book being placed down beside him. Turning to find it was Astoria, his brows raise as she tells him what exactly this book was about. There was no hesitation as he quickly shifts it in front of him and flips to the opening pages. Before he dived in however, he notes the departing Astoria and calls out with ecstatic “Thank’s Ria, you’re the best!”

Unfortunately, it wasn’t long after that he found the sound of clanging metal on his table. Looking up, he finds that this time it is Gwen, once more stripping down, before him. His annoyance at being interrupted was put away as Gwen asks him for his help with her blades. Grabbing the closest one, he holds it between his hands, turning it and analyzing what he’s got to work with.

“Quite rusty these are. How have they gotten into such a state?” He asks, not looking as he eyes the rubbish conditions of the broad swords. Asher lets out a sigh as he sits the sword down and reaches to his belt line, pulling out one of the bars of iron. “I can fix certainly fix them. I will ask if you have any preferences beyond kills devils. Are you wanting them as close to as they are now? A little heavier? Lighter?” He shoots out several inquiries, the iron starting to already turn into the maluable orange color seen often as his magic begins to work.

@Zuko

Into The Depths!

Saul

As Virgil responded to their questions, Saul found himself raising a brow as he scratched his cheek. It seemed that what information he answered only left himself (and the others as his eye caught some of their expressions) with only more questions about their current situation. He can understand the importance of having a scouting group, he wasn’t confused on that. His father had often told him how the knowledge a scouting party brings back can affect the coming battle. Knowledge was power, after all. But the part that they needed to remain hushed above being said scouts. The secrecy didn’t sit well with him, but if this was coming from the local king, there wasn’t really anything he could say or do about it at this time.

Coming out of his thoughts, it seems some of his compatriots were introducing themselves to everyone. As it circulated to him, he straightened up his back, holding his helmet at his side while his other arm came up to his chest to give a polite salute. “Well met friends!” He says with a large and jovial smile, before continuing. “I am Saul Anders. Know that you have my shield!”

When introductions were settled, Saul followed along with the others as they were taken to the place they were to be housed for the coming month. Once they were shown to their respective rooms, Saul was more than eager to unload his pack after the long day. He could hear the siren call of sleep as his eyes laid upon the bed. It was fairly plain all things considered, but to Saul, it was the most beautiful thing in the world in that moment.

The voice of Alistair turned his attention away from bed as he extended an invitation to them for evening prayer. “While I do appreciate the gesture, friend Alistair, it has been a rather long day and I find myself quite tired,” he offers an apology as he lays back onto the bed. It would be a good opportunity to bond with some of the others, but the fatigue was becoming more pronounced as time passed.

A yawn escapes his lips as he continues. “Perhaps... another time?” His eyes slowly closed and not long after that, sleep embraced him.

Fenixtear - A Fairy Tail RP

Asher

Sitting in one of the more comfortable chairs within the common area, a pencil tapping against his chin as his eyes were closed in thought, Asher ponders upon his notebook in his lap. For the past several weeks, he found himself sketching and thinking on his airship project. While he had a design of sorts slowly coming together, it was on other aspects of it that gave him headaches. Mainly, money and materials. He was going to need a lot of both if he wanted to do it right.

Letting out a sigh to himself with the coming headache, he closes the notebook and puts it back into his bag next to the chair. With it secured, he lets his body rest back into the chair, changing his thoughts back into something else that had happened recently. His promotion to B-Rank in the guild. A smile came to him as he remembered the feeling of his efforts having come to fruition and thus being recognized.

Leaving the depths behind of his mind, Asher brings his attention back into the guild hall. More faces have appeared since he had been sitting there. The guild was still quite lively, though it was certainly a bit calmer since the first few weeks after their Fenixtear debut in the headlines. Something he had anticipated would happen eventually.

In any case, I believe I should try and figure out something to do. Maybe a good paying job has come up? Asher wonders to himself.

Into The Depths!

Saul

Maybe… I should have kept the armor off after all…

As he arrived at the castle, he decided that it would be for the best to come in in his armor to beat present himself. Surely that’s how everyone else was going to come, he had thought. But as he took up standing amongst the crowded grounds with a few hundred more recruits, it became apparent to him that most others seemed to not wear armor like he currently had equipped, if they were even wearing their armor at all.

His thoughts of the heat were hushed as an announcer's voice rang out over the gathering. Saul quickly straightens himself, making sure to stand at attention like his father had taught him back when they trained years ago. First impressions are important, he reminds himself of his mother’s own advice she had given him before leaving home. Those words rang louder in his mind as the announcer called out the ten sargents of the king's army. One of them was to be his commanding officer in the coming crusade and he didn’t want to disappoint.

Time went by as those whose names were called moved behind one of the sergeants one by one. As the crowd became thin, Saul couldn’t help but wonder how long it was getting to him. Was he one of the last recruits to sign up and he’s at the bottom?

When they stopped calling out names, Saul found himself still standing where he was, behind none of the sergeants. He blinks, as he scans around and sees that seven others seem to have also found themselves in the same position as he is. And as the three hundred others were brought into the castle, Saul wonders just what had caused them to be left out? It would seem the wait for an explanation was soon, as another man appeared and asked them to follow. With not much else he could do, Saul follows after the man with the others.

Having been brought into an area separated from the others, the group is told some new information. This man, Virgil, was to be their sergeant. Not only that, but that this small unit of theirs will be the first to enter the Abyss, in only a month's time. Saul couldn’t help but let out a low whistle inside his helmet at that. Virgil told them of their goals once in the Abyss and that they must be secretive, something that seemed strange when he pondered on it. When asked if they were join him, a couple of the others readily stepped forward and pledged themselves. Nodding to himself, he takes off his helmet as he steps forward, moving it into a carry at his hip.

“I have come far to serve in this fight. For that, you have my pledge!” As he says that, the arm not holding the helmet comes up across his chest in a salute as he makes the proclamation. A big smile also rests upon his face.

“I will admit to you sergeant that, like my priestly fellow here, I find this secrecy rather odd.” The smile on his face is still strong, but his eyes hold the Intent of curiosity.

Into The Depths!

Saul

After the long and arduous journey across the sea, the journey across the desert landscape and finally making it into Zion proper, there was one thought that filled his mind for much of the trip.

The ‘ell! Why’s it so hot?!

Tongue flicking upon dry lips for the umpteenth time, he reaches for his water skin on habit. Yet, as it was the last time, it was now bare of the precious water it once held. At that reminder, Saul makes it a top priority to refill the water skin as soon as possible.

A rumbling coming from his gut brings him to realization that he hadn’t eaten in quite a while too. As if to answer his stomach’s call, a tantalizing aroma seeps into his nose through the crowded street. Readjusting the rope wrapped bundle that was his pack and armor on his back, Saul weaves around other travelers and citizens towards the source.

Fortunately for him, it wasn’t long before he came upon a decent, moderately sized tavern. Saul quickly marched in, taking a seat at the nearest table he could get to, sighing as he finally got a chance to sit and rest his legs. Not a moment after finishing said sigh, he heard a clunk as a mug was sat down before him.

“New to Zion I take it, hmm?” a playful and teasing voice spoke beside him. Turning towards it, he sees an older waitress giving him an easygoing smile as she looks at him.

Saul finds himself blinking in surprise. “That I am… Though how did you guess?”

“Oh, when you’ve been here for as long as I have, one tends to pick up on such things. The most obvious in this case being…,” she stops as she gives the wrapped pack and armor a tap with her knuckles, “as you can see.”

A hearty laugh barked from Saul at that. “Indeed! I may as well have just shouted it out that I was new upon stepping beyond the gate!” Before he could continue, once again his gut roared in its desire of sustenance. His hand rose to behind his head, rubbing it in slight embarrassment.

The waitress simply covers her mouth as she lets out a giggle at that. “Oh dear, I do believe we may want to handle that beast in there. I’ll have them whip something up for ya right quick hun,” turning to walk away as she says that to him.

Needless to say that, once the food was brought before him, it was not long before only a few scant crumbs of the meal was left. His gut sated, he leans back in the chair and rubs his now full gut. Now, he could finally take the chance to simply rela-.

Or not, I guess… as a booming voice rang out across the city, calling new recruits such as himself towards the castle. Pushing himself up, he hooks the bundle back over his back, pulling out some coins and placing them on the table as payment.

Back outside, his eyes quickly gaze at the castle in the distance. This was it. Soon it will be time for him to step into the Crusade himself. To fight alongside others to bring about a better world for those back home. Just like his father had done before him. He couldn’t help but feel a bit of nervousness build up inside of him as he walked towards the start of a very dangerous and, likely deadly, journey. But even so…

That ever present grin never left his face.