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Niles sat in his chair listening to his nut job of a history teacher talk about some important time in history. He was weeks ahead in the assignments for the class so he didn't really need to pay attention, but then again what else did he have to do. After a few minutes Niles started thinking about the so called "gang" he was asked to join, although the boy didn't like getting close to people, he decided it would be a good idea to put his skills to the test and be able to regain his family's honor. When the bell rang Niles stood up and headed towards the abandoned school building not too far from the school.

"So... This is His idea of a 'gang headquarters'?" He sighed, "This better be worth my time." He strolled in and found a classroom with a couple of students in it, he assumed they were his fellow "gang members" and entered. Niles leaned up against a wall and glanced both of the students, "I hope there are more competent people joining... I'd be a shame to know I was the only member who wasn't inept." He looked at the one with a fry in his mouth and sighed with a hint of irritation, "Oh and did you have a nice nap... You better have, cause I could hear you from 3 classes away." Niles didn't have any friends at the school, but he pretty much knew of everyone in it. He would study them quickly while walking past them in the halls and could tell you who someone was and almost everything about them.
Name: Niles Otem

nickname =

age = 18

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personality= Cold, quick to aggressiveness, and slow to trust others. Niles has a hard time making friends as well as keeping them, He's blunt about everything and has a knack for being negative in almost every situation. Hated by most he has grown to push others away making it hard for him to talk to people or interact in anyway, but that doesn't mean he's uncaring. Underneath his ice cold exterior is a lonely child needing someone to talk to.

history = Raised by a single mom and despised by his father, Niles had a rough childhood. He never got along with the other kids and was bullied horrendously. Although he was put through so much, he remained strong so he could watch over his mother and protect the little remaining honor that his family had. When he was 12 he met a man by the name of Keto Rune, Keto was a master of Kobudo, specifically the art of fighting with tonfa, and, after learning about Niles situation, offered to teach him. After the many years of training, Keto has turned into some what of a father figure for Niles and is the only other person besides his mother that Niles can talk openly with.

your fighting style = Kobudo, uses two collapsible Tonfas.

your strengths = Can calculate movement, giving him a slight advantage in a fight. Very tactical fighter. Quite agile.

your weaknesses = Calculation of movement isn't always correct. Get's angry easily, and has a hard time working with others.

your master = Keto Rune

your masters history =
I'll post mine sometime tomorrow.
Interested, let's hope some more people are too.
Urtum slightly nodded at Miranda and then turned and started unpacking his things. After about half an hour or so, the laboratory was cluttered with research and experiment equipment. In the middle of the lab was an operation table with the strange carcass spiraled out on top of it. The room was so cluttered that it was difficult for even the Salarian to move around, "To cluttered, need to get rid of old equipment. Hope to find a shop to sell it."
"Sir, my battery life is critical. Immediate charge required." A.L.I.S alerted the doctor.
He nodded and placed the small disc inside a small hologram projector that also was built to refill the plasma charge. Once inserted a life size hologram of an Asari appeared and smiled at the doctor as it thanked him.
"Time to start experiments. Subject will be named Talen. A.L.I.S start records, will need to send occasional reports to the captain."
"Of coarse doctor, knowledge and finding on Talen are now being recorded."
Tod slowly arose from his slumber. When he looked around the tent was all packed up and most of his fellow freaks were headed out. He heard Betty's voice and yawned, police were one of the many things that Tod had dealt with his entire life, so he was very much use to running from them. Although he didn't want to get caught, he moved with a slow and leisurely pace over to a slightly dirty and beat up Suzuki sport bike. Putting on his helmet, he turned the motorcycle on and put it into gear. With a twist of his wrist on the handle, the bike sped towards the other freaks as they headed to the highway. He turned on the Walkie-talkie in his helmet and spoke, knowing one of the freaks would hear him. "This is Tod, anyone know how the police found us. Grigori is usually good at keeping our location hidden from the local police stations."
Tired, but that's kinda normal for me.
I felt like mine could have been better, but I just couldn't think of anything else to do.
Tod walked out on stage, dragging along with him what looked like an old hospital operation table. Trays and tools scattered across the table he addressed the audience with a bow, "They say beauty is skin deep... That you must look inside to find your true self. Well... Let's see if they're right. For my demonstration, I need a volunteer." A few hands were raised and after a few seconds Tod picked out a boy that seemed to be the about 17 years of age. Tod took of his coat and shirt, grabbing a scalpel from the table. He positioned the scalpel next to his stomach, making a few of the crowed to gasp and the young boy take a few steps back. With one quick motion, the Doctor inserted the scalpel into his stomach and pulled up, making a large incision up his entire torso. Blood poured from the cut as a few audience members screamed in horror. The boy tried not to vomit as Tod grabbed the sides of the incision and pulled it open.

After a few minutes of letting everyone take in what he had just done Tod reached in with the scalpel and made a few more cuts that no one could see. He laid the tool back on the table giving the boy a pair of rubber gloves. After the volunteer put on the gloves, the Doctor reached back into his torso and slowly pulled out a still beating heart. This caused the audience to stir, and the young boy flinched at the sight. Tod turned to his volunteer, "The most important part of the human body and the most beauty filled part of all people." He smiled wickedly as he slowly placed his own heart into the hand of the young boy, who seemed to almost faint at the act. Tod asked the volunteer to place his heart back inside his body, which the boy nodded hesitantly in response.

As soon as the heart was put back, the Doctor grabbed a needle with string and stitched the heart back in place. After a few minutes of stitching the torso incision he placed the needle back and took the now blood covered gloves from the young volunteer. He let the boy go back to his seat and as a final part of his act he grabbed the string which now hold his torso closed, then he pulled slowly. When all of the string was pulled out, the earlier incision seemed to have disappeared. With a bow Tod grabbed the table and pulled it off stage. The audience applause, some were very impressed with the performance, while others were hesitant in there cheering. When the Doctor was completely of stage he smiled a little at the Clown letting him know he could take his turn and then sat up against a wall that gave him the perfect angle to see all the other performances.
Urtum nodded at Angelo, "Appreciated." He chuckled a bit seeing the young infiltrator's reaction when Miranda walked in. The Salarian wanted to say something, but though it best to keep it to himself. He handed Angelo a few things to carry and then picked up the carcass as they followed the woman. "Request seeing lab first. Need to set things up, don't need to see rest of ship, will figure out eventually."
"Miranda," A.L.I.S spoke up, "Is there a station that the Doctor can hook me up too? This portable device runs on a plasma battery and will end up shutting down in the near future."
The Salarian nodded in agreement, "A.I unit very helpful, would like to keep powered up." Urtum looked around the ship as they walked, "Nice structure... Built for fast space travel, one of a kind, very intriguing."
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