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Vanessa "Ash" Concilare

Name: Vanessa Concilare
Tag: Ash
Cell: Hi-Fi
Age: 22

Bio: Vanessa was born to a moderately successful Cred family. She was raised fairly traditionally, taking up various hobbies when not in school. Even from a young age she showed two traits that would define her life: a love for climbing, and a rebellious streak. While she was never truly considered a dissapointment, her parents were much more pleased when her siblings took up more "normal" hobbies and followed the rules.

Her life would change forever when a fire broke out in her family home. Despite being only eleven at the time, Vanessa was helping others get out of the 15-story building. A passing Sk8te member, a low-stales courier going by the tag "Blizzard" stopped to watch the show. Respect quickly turned to concern when, having seen this girl go back into the building, sections began to collapse. Blizzard jumped to action, searching the building as fast as he could, only to discover the girl trapped under burning rubble. When he emerged and attempted to find her family, they were gone, and she was alone.

Having spent her teen years in Sk8te, Vanessa, now code name Ash, is an incredibly skilled courier. Her ability to climb nearly anything has made her an invaluable member of the organization, often taking on high risk- high reward jobs. Aiding her in this, she utilizes little to no technology, making her all but a ghost to many electronics-based scanners.

Appearance: 5'5'', short black hair, Blue eyes, noticeable burns on several portions of her body, no rmally wears well fitting but not skin tight clothes.

Other:
Skilled in non-electronic means of transportation such as skateboards. Known to be a risk taker and is willing to divert from a job if something she deems as important comes up.

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The girl was utterly stunned by just how much Ember had transformed, her eyes were so busy analyzing she forgot to let her mouth drop at the transformation. And the comment about substance... with practice, would she be able to have fingers again? Even if only for a short time? After an eternal moment she came to her senses, her face shrinking into a more neutral position befitting a maid named Alice. The name was somewhat human, but that was besides the point.

"After you, Madam Lilly," She spoke more softly, yet allowing mischief to sneak its way into a small smirk. Playing the part would be fun, getting to not be herself for some time AND getting to have some fun while doing it? Sounded like a great plan to her. With the care of a maid acting in service, she ambled over to the door and opened it with a bow, gesturing for the other 'woman' to lead the way.

As they stepped out into the sleeping area, that somewhat rude man in a wheelchair addressed them. He seemed quite a bit more palatable now, so she was willing to let earlier comments slide.

"No no, sir, you are mistaken. I am Alice and this is madame Lily," Even in her attempt to obscure her own voice, her own intricacies could not help but to show through. Even her wink, meant to subtly 'reveal' her identity possessed all the subtlety of... Well, Ember.

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The change in clothing, the make up, the whole illusion was stunning to Viviana. She had seen the incredible illusion magics of some teachers before, but they rarely did so much to augment appearance. She was used to false walls, or illusionary items, maybe even a magic mask, but this was truly thrilling. Her joy was tempered by one realization, however, the illusion magic had not concealed much of the reality of her left hand. It was simple enough to hide such a defining characteristic, there were plenty of ways she learned to keep her hand hidden away, just unfortunate that not even illusion magic could hide the mistakes of her past.

Fortunately she was stirred to reality by the strange sight before her. Ember was certainly beautiful in many regards, although their chest just raised more questions as to their gender. Not knowing was not truly a deep problem for her, simply not knowing irked that itch in her brain that demanded perfect knowledge of everything around her.

"So, Ember, what exactly are you planning to do to this stuffy domineering man?" Her smile deepened in its sly curve, her conspiratorial tone hushed and more overdone than it had any right to be. This was exciting and different, as much as she liked being reserved and cautious, something about the anonymity and newness of the situation sent burning energy throughout her body. Her head was abuzz with pranks and trickery, something strictly forbidden back home.

But she was not back home, she was out on her own. She could experience her world, not just that of her family.

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The shift in the tone of the room was jarring, yet clearly not unwarranted.

"Well your lessons so far have been... Eye opening to say the least," A more daring grin peaked through her innocent facade. "If you want to teach someone a lesson in humility, id be more than happy to learn."

Quickly she packed her notebooks away, straightened her tunic, and gestured to the older wizard, "I am ready whenever you are!"

Sk8te: A Dystopian Cyberpunk Rp

I think im down either for a member of sk8te or an heir. If I was playing an heir I have no idea if they would be sympathetic, anti sympathetic, or persuaded over time to be sympathetic

Star Wars: Aeons

Naomi Jace

Naomi Jace

Age: 35

Species: Mandalorian

Occupation: Combat Instructor, primarily working with jedi

Homeworld: Coruscant

Appearance: 6'2'' Woman, short Auburn hair, brown eyes, olive skin, lean from frequent training and exercise

Equipment: Long-range slug rifle, standard Mandalorian combat armor and gear, Beskar baton

Bio: Born and raised in the underworld of Couruscant, Naomi was a member of a Mandalorian outcropping on the planet, seeking to gain wealth and power while subverting the galactic government. She was a skilled enforcer, capable of taking down much larger opponents with ease, carrying out the work of her criminal family and making a name for herself. It was during this time that she also gained experience fighting the jedi, those rare times that one was sent to quell danger growing in the under city. Although she never actually killed a jedi, she came close on several occasions. Her radical anti-alliance views would begin to be challenged, however, when she was saved by a jedi. In a deal gone wrong, she was nearly beaten to death when a jedi stepped in and repelled her attackers, taking her to the surface for proper medical care.

After she recovered, she tried explaining to her 'family' that the jedi were not all bad. For this, she was exiled. For a time she wandered the galaxy, no more than a common mercenary, until fate would allow her to repay her debt. On one mission, she came across the very same jedi master that had saved her all those years before, this time he was the one on the brink of death. He had fallen into a trap, Ysalimiri had been placed to deny the jedi his greatest weapon. Upon saving him and returning him to the jedi temple, she was offered a position: Help train jedi in combat for when the force was denied to them. She gladly took this position, knowing it forever locked her away from her people.

Powers and Abilities: Naomi is fluent in Basic and Mandalorian, has extensive hand to hand combat training, experience in fighting force-sensitive lightsaber wielders, marksmanship experience, basic first-aid, and wilderness survival experience.

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@wierdw

I think a good way to move forward with that is after my most recent post, where she learned and utilized the lesson, ember can transition into discussing what he was originally going to. By mentioning the "invasion" they could move the discussion into that and what they would do from there. This situation being a "gateway drug" to some of ember's non-magical world views.

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@wierdw

The flow of information caused Viviana to lean back slightly, allowing her to brace and absorb as much as possible. Everything they were saying made so much sense, and yet had not been considered. The way she had always been taught, handed down by high mages with millennia of experience between them, had always felt correct, if a little too rigid for her liking. There was sure to be value in integrating this approach and thought process with her current techniques.

Perhaps the examiners would be impressed.

"Do you mind if I try out a spell, using your method?" Her voice flowed with hope and a desire to practice, to put into action what she was being taught. She was nothing if not an excellent student.

After receiving approval she straightened up, closed her eyes, laced what fingers she could, and took in a deep breath. Intent, it is all about intent...

Upon splitting her hands, an orb of incredible luminosity appeared in her hands. She remained focused on it, its rays pulsating out and filling the room. In those few moments she felt a new sense of power, a feeling that consumed her, a shift that would forever change her mind. In an instant, however, she opened her eyes and the orb evaporated. After a stunned few seconds, taking in what she had done, she looked to her teacher and squealed.

"OH WOW! That was incredible! Thank you for teaching me this!" Her excitement was so great she even did a little hop, beside herself with glee.

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Viv cocked her head and took in every word of the explanation, processing it in as much detail as she could. The words held bittersweet merit, it seemed. On the one hand, if they were true, it would prove marvelous in advancing her own abilities, as her limitations would be greatly reduced. The problem? She had a decade and a half of experience with the old system, the one she had always been taught, always had reinforced, always knew. Even if Ember was right, how long would it take her to master such a style? True she would have centuries more than they would, but obliterating the bedrock of her practice just before heading into university may prove disastrous.

"Fascinating, that would certainly help with th-words," Her smile brightened as she poured emphasis into her exaggerated lisp. It was rare that she felt comfortable enough with someone to not mind it as much, but Ember seemed as genuinely caring as they came. It was somewhat curious that Ember offered the advice so freely, many elves keep their greatest secrets locked away, only to be viewed by them and their cabal.

"You know, I came to understand magic as interacting with the art of the universe. Words were needed as they were inserted into the song, hand motions to create the painting, and actual power to provide the color. My elders were never big fans of that theory, but I felt like it helped me," Her hands waved as she spoke, anchored only by her elbows which stayed fixed at her sides. The flow of her words was ever so curdled with sadness at the end, reminding her of how teachers would scold her from lofty imaginations.

"Say, how did you figure this out? Did someone teach you or did you figure that out on your own?" Once more her head was cocked in curiosity. She hoped to gain as much information as she could in the limited time they had together on the ship.

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"Of course, come on in!" Her tongue catching on her second word. She gave a curt bow and gestured for this 'woman' to come inside. Once in she closed the door, relaxing slightly now that some measure of privacy was returned.

"I am aware that you probably heard what I was trying, you claimed there to be another method I could try?" Her speech labored fsr more than she would have wanted, taking steps at every moment to avoid furthering her lisp's appearance.