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@Nikki Moonlight

As the girl reached for her gun, by God a sniper no less, Charles raised his to aim at her as well. They were both now at a standstill. With loaded guns and high tension in the air, so thick it could be cut with a bread knife. Martel fluttered on his shoulder, letting out a small caw his feathered friend was ready to swoop at a moments notice. "And unless you wish to have Martel here pick your corpse clean then I suggest that you lower your weapon. I will do what I please." Charles looked the sniper up and down and then up and down the girls body, the difference was noticeable "By Lord, do you even know how to use that thing? Drop it before you hurt yourself or I do."

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@Oliver Never mind the goyim, brother

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@Nikki Moonlight

Charles was, needless to say, quite taken aback about such undignified and uncalled for treatment towards him. Never before had a person, let alone a goddamn peasant, spoken to him in such a way, never before had one of them dared to spit at him. "Screeee" Martel remarked in a way that Charles was almost sure was in mockery of him. Fuming, and almost at a loss for words Charles said "How dare you! How dare you speak such insolence towards me! For I am Charles Justinian Banesworth the Second, new master of the North Eastern region, descended from William de Normandie himself, child from the house of God and all things just, and you girl are a damned pauper!" Charles stopped and collected himself, brushing back his blonde hair and straightening his collar. Looking back into her deep rose eyes, he said more calmly yet with just as much disdain "So no, you are not my equal and I never will be. Now, are you going to move aside or no?"

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@DriveEMOut Gotcha

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A hot bath and foie gras would be nice, Charles thought to himself keenly aware that such a decrepit place was lacking in providing such things. "Trade? Not quite, I was more hoping that I would be able to simply take whatever I please from this place. But now that you're here, and I'd rather not paint the walls red so to speak, so thats a little problem isnt it." He said as he watched the unflickering gaze of her rose coloured eyes and the slight movements of her body that rose and fell with her breathing. Martel shifted on his shoulder, forcing Charles to return to the matter at hand "So unless you wish to simply give me all you have, then I would like it if you could provide me with directions to the local market. Unless it has completely been ransacked that is."

@Nikki Moonlight

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Name: Charles Banesworth II
Age: Nineteen
Gender: Male
Appearance:

Personality: Arrogant, Sneering, Boisterous, Likes those who are similar to him
Short Bio: Born into the bourgeoise, Charles had been given everything on a silver platter for his whole life. It came quite a shock to him when the end of the world began, as it meant that he would now have to fend for himself and do the work that should be done of filthy peasants. Fortunately however his time hunting wild game in his families domain, with his trusty rifle and his companion bird Martel, gave him a little experience.
Weapon: (Nothing too OP): His hunting rifle, a Falcon named Martel
Skills: Skilled Marksman. Can ride horseback. Knows Falconry.

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Charles Banesworth, the second of his name, walked into the main street of the town as he kept a watchful eye on his bird Martel that flew a little ahead. Or at least he assumed he was on the main street, due to the fact that he had never had a need to enter the main street when he had others to do it for him. His mind drifted to those people and he was fairly sure that they were all dead now, he knew that at least a few had escaped but their chances of surviving he guessed were pretty low. "Well at least they dont have to walk when they're dead" he sighed to himself as he once again noted his sore legs, despite not walking very far.

The first shop that he saw that had not been barred up or looted to its core, was an ancient relic from the early 2000s, what the common folk called a "Video store". Before he entered he called for Martel to come sit on his shoulder and also unsling his gun from his shoulders, as a precaution for what ever might come next.

He entered the store with his rifle slightly raised, and was greeted by the sight of a peculiar, yet also cute, looking girl. "Oh Hello" Charles said to the incredibly pale girl as he lowered his rifle.

@Nikki Moonlight

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@MissCapnCrunch Haha I have to confess I didnt really look very hard

But thats a great picture, thanks alot!

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@MissCapnCrunch

Yeah, I only just realised that haha, silly me

As for the picture? Go ahead if you like, I honestly dont mind either way.

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@MissCapnCrunch Out of curiosity, how old is Audrey's brother?

Edit: Opps, nevermind! I see it now