Factions, Families, Clans, and Empires
Ace is the age 27, he's 6'3", and is usually wearing a sarcastic expression on his face.
Cocky, sarcastic, and a bit of a loner. He's someone that you wouldn't exactly want to be friends with. Revenge, revenge, revenge.
He always carries a gun (secretly)
The line out front of City Hall was ridiculous. Thousands of people from all over seemed to want to try their odds at winning the voyage. Ace checked his watch. It was a quarter passed 12. He'd have to hurry. There were still many people in front of him. His hand gripped something in his pocket. He only had an hour to change his life forever.
Ace looked up from his spot in line.
"Sir, you're up."
He took the form from the lady and began filling it out.
"So... what makes a guy like you want to leave civilization?" The lady behind the desk he was at joked. It wasn't like he wanted to flirt with older women, they just seemed to... give him no choice.
"Fresh air, tropical sun. I don't mind civilization, but paradise is something I'd sign my citizenship away any day."
When he was done signing, he stepped to the right where everyone gathered, waiting for the announcement of the 30 lucky people to begin. He took a pack of cigarette's out of his pocket and put one in his mouth. He began lighting it. A woman narrowed her eyes at him, but said nothing.
The moment that they read his name a wind of relief washed over him. He stepped up to the stage, a million eyes on him. One of the government officials handed him a certificate and had him sign his name on a form. More signing... but he didn't care. He was in. His knew life had started...
They were to have their bags backed by that evening. He didn't have much. Only a few bags of clothes and personal items. He was the first one to the docks. He shakily lit another cigarette and watched the waves roll in. Soon, he'd be looking out at the very land he stood on.
"Nervous?" Ace asked, letting smoke blow between his teeth as he watched the young lady before him. He kept his midnight blue eyes locked on the ring.
"Nope," Ace inhaled the smoke from his cigarette and slowly exhaled. "I have too many reasons to leave this fucking rock to be nervous."
A smile came onto Ace's face. "I'd hope so."
"Probably after the government sends in reinforcements," Ace replied, digging for another cigarette. "And who knows, maybe we'll get lucky."
"Sure thing," he mumbled, aiming the pack her way. "Take one, just not my lucky." He nodded down at his pack of cigarettes where one was turned upside down.
Ace looked up at the guy that had just arrived. He narrowed his eyes and put his cigarette pack back into his jacket. "Are you going to a funeral or a cruise ship to a new civilization?"
Ace stifled a laugh. "Right, right. Now tell me something." He took another drag from his cigarette. "It would seem that a guy like you... wouldn't dare leave this fucking rock. It would seem that a guy like you is rich and powerful and has connections. Why are you here?" He flicked the cigarette towards the man's feet.
Ace backed up in surprise, his eyes finding Angel's. "I like to be a jerk. Trust me, it's my good side."
"How the fuck should I know? And my name is Ace. Glad we're all acquainted." He took another cigarette from his pack and lit up.
The boat washed towards the docks. It was huge, making Ace drop his cigarette in awe. "About time." He picked up his luggage and waited in line with the rest of the passengers.
"Ticket, please!" The man asked at the bottom of the ramp. Ace dug out his ticket with a shaking hand. The guard squinted his eyes at him, but took the ticket and punched a hole in it. "Proceed."
He began making his way up the ramp, ignoring the shaking of his legs. He kept telling himself to keep going. Before he knew it, his vision blurred and he fell down the ramp, falling into whoever was behind him.
Ace blinked his eyes slightly, but he couldn't move. He began to cough and turn over, blood spilling into the waters below.
"Hold up there, you!" The guard pushed passed Angel and Julian, signaling for Julian to back up away from the ramp until he had given his ticket. The guard bent down towards Ace. "No diseases in the new civilization!" He picked Ace up by his collar, Ace fighting to be let go.
"I'm not... sick."
Ace yanked himself up, wiping the dripping blood from his mouth. He turned to the guard, awaiting his fate.
"Very well," he nodded.
Ace nodded, his eyes looking to Angel. "Thanks," he whispered in a croaky voice. He swung a bag over his shoulder and continued walking up the ramp.
Ace looked after Angel, taking a step backward. "I'm glad my norm has made such an impression on you," he yelled after her.
(OOC --- How about it be the next day?)
Ace fell onto his bed. It felt good to lay down and shut his eyes. Maybe he'd never wake up...
Ace awoke with a jolt. His cabin was dark and he had to wait a moment to realize that he was no longer sleeping. He stumbled out of the cabin, struggling for a cigarette. The deck was glistening in the sun. "Too bad I don't care," he muttered grumpily. He made a left towards the side of the ship, leaning over the edge. The waters crashed into the side of the ship, causing him to stumble a little.
Ace looked up, a little unfocused. "I guess that depends on the occasion." He looked back down at the rushing waves.
Ace leaned back from the edge to look at the lady who had spoken. "Never mind," he said with a smile. "So, you're a newbie to ships, huh?"
"Let me ask you something." Ace turned to look at her. "There are more people on this deck than me to talk to... and most of them are a lot more friendly. Why are you talking to me?"
"Trust me, company isn't what I need." His eyes scanned the glass doors. "Not that this chat isn't the highlight of my morning, but I think I'm going to go... explore." He nodded towards Kaley and made his way towards the glass doors.
Ace heard music coming from inside the glass doors. Walking up against them, he pressed his face against it. The blonde girl... Angel... was playing the piano. He turned away, in thought that she probably didn't want to be disturbed. Surely there was some place else he could explore.