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Makthus

"Okay, Im not pretty, I give you that, but I got plenty of much prettier things in my pockets"

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Long Lost Lius

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Theme: Irresistible


A shady man.. That much is for sure, His face is scarred in a way that could not be possibly made by humans, His armor is composed by several layers of pockets hiding all kinds of trickery. He is widely known across the slums and bars inhabiting this world, few tell of him as a hero most a theif some an arrogant prick, But really who believes rumors?

Yet The rumors speak a lot of truth, There Is few criminal gangs or mob bosses that do not posses some kind of relations with Makthus. Usually it is small things, Like threatening someone, kill some troublemaker or just provide general support. The one things all the criminals have in common is the mutual combination of fear and respect for the man. His list of crime is often double the amount of entire gangs. And the fact that none of his contacts can claim they have ever witnessed him fail at a job

He is often speaking loudly without hesitation as if he has done this for years, which he probably has. Still he is quick to take a liking to~
As for equpment the only visible is the Ornate Longsword strapped to his side, other than that, only imagination can tell what hides in his many pockets maybe its just some cheap Not-In-Working-Condition shell of an grenade, Or maybe its actually live! Who knows? Its doubtfull even he knows
Makthus has for as long as anyone has known him been in the many slums and dirty corners around this world, Even as a child
His parents is much of a mystery even to him, But that does not seem to lower his Cheeky deamenor.
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Still Makthus has never been one to turn down fights, He is actually known in the bars mostly for the huge fights he starts, His True strength lies within a forward battle between blades, Rapid almost mad movements combined with his many tricks makes him an incredibly difficult fight.
Yet his weakness is quite glaring, Losing focus, Its easy to put him off, Make him laugh in the middle of combat.

Yet he has one dividing factor, the huge claw shaped scar located directly across his face, The reason for this scar is unkown, But for the strong ones who have faced Makthus know very well that there is something very pecuilar about it...

So begins...

Makthus's Story

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He notices the stranger, tracking their every movement, his head following them, He scanned them up and down, noticing the pistol and the uniform most out of anything. "Great, a cop" He muttered, slightly less than satisfied at their appearance, he kept a close eye on their pistol as he watched them sit. He made sure to absolutely stay on his guard now, not sure what to expect now that they have arrived.

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Flynn nodded at Makthus as Thane stopped in mid-circle to look at him. The crest feathers bobbed as she talked, ♪Powers of the mind? yes. My kind do not have those powers but we make good wellsprings of mind for the Hairworms. I have rituals and natural magics to use anyway.♪

Her traveler whispered attention to Flynn for the female Far and Deep that came in to name her strongly of the caste. The long saurid head tracked the uniformed woman's markings on her way in to remember them but decided not to say anything. Far and Deep didn't like to be interrupted. She sometimes envied the humans since their eyeballs moved but subtlety wasn't her strong point anyway.

She pointed her head to Makthus's blade for a moment, ♪You are a Far and deep? Ah your word... warrior? Less official than the other one I think. What do you do?♪

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Makthus tracked Flynn's gaze towards the newly arrived female in Wich he whistled slowly "Haha, All this is just spelling out trouble..."

Upon hearing Flynn's question Makthus actually seemed sincerely suprised for the first time upon their meeting "Oh well... I suppose warrior is pretty good explanation for what I do, unfortunately my little lizard-like friend, I can't talk about my job like this" He strokes his slight stubble again

"Now, There are some figures that I consider a little interesting, Should we go and say Hi?"

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Fluted notes are stronger from her with wide slit eyes, ♫Trouble leads to good finds to bring back to the twitch! The twitch talk as much as I do but I don't see anyone for eighty wakings at a time. I need some time away from Losthome anyway before I end up under age of majority! It's a good vacation to meet interesting Far and Deep!♫

Off her haunches and upright Thane crash-lands onto the side of her head to murky amorphous cloud. Thane sprouts one maw end from the ichorous mass to look on with smooth drifting from atop its home. Flynn looks up at Makthus and Thane does so as well, ♪ A warror that can't say? Do you get in trouble often then, Makthus the Interesting? Thane thinks everyone here is trouble but I'd hate to ruin the Reacher's reputation by not going in headfirst! Lead on and I will follow.♪

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Makthus smiled wide, In fact he smiled much wider than previously "How fun! Meeting someone who is also a fan of getting themselves into trouble" He took one quick step to the side before turning back to Flynn "My name is Makthus, Happy meeting you"

He then stormed away in the direction of Night and Claire without waiting for an answear, His footsteps were heavy against the floor as he walked with determined steps, He was not trying to hide the fact that he was approaching them

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He tightened his grip on his revolver, noticing the stranger known as "Makthus" storming towards him. "Here we go" he muttered under his breath. He hated killing people he wasn't contracted to kill, but sometimes these things are unpreventable. He kept his head staring at his table, one eye focused on Makthus as he walked, ready to fire at a moments notice.

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Admiral Hanley hadn't moved from her spot as she watched the interior of the bar. Strange creatures and individuals and creatures alike piqued the Imperial officer's interest, but only for a moment.

Claire was taken slightly aback by Makthus' brash approach, but her eyes were on the revolver while Night readied himself. Her own right hand found itself around the stock of her Type 23 Disruptor pistol, her thumb graced the power switch and the weapon let out an audible whine as it powered up, but she didn't remove it from the holster.

Instead her brown eyes narrowed slightly, while her stance shifted slightly. Generally heavily armed individuals didn't approach an officer of the Fleet unless they intended to either start trouble, or attack them. She remembered the bulletins that Imperial officers were coming under attack here.

"Can.. I help you?" She asked, eyes on Mathus, but also on Night and his revolver, she would be ready to act in a moment's notice.

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Head level and tail flat to the floor Flynn curves behind Makthus with clacks of her outsized toe talons on the floor. Her third eyelid slipped across her iris just before bending around Makthus' knees. Protection pulls away to flat black eyes again that changes her vision from painfully blown out lights to thermal hues. Most especially any blue blobs obscured by thin clothing near to bright hands. Her head looked between hips of warrior and officer asThane clacks its four mouth vanes. Astride her head it tastes puffs of tense air. In her head shows strange assessments from Thane of a line of dismantling words and a circle of impatent meteors. Flynn wasn't good at puzzling out the worm's mental metaphor but neither seemed friendly objects.

She flutes quietly from below Makthus, ♪Blue blots of hostile metal! Does everyone greet you this way here?♪

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He kept a close eye on the officer and Makthus, he could tell danger surrounded him from all sides. Luckily he was trawined for this situation but he was hoping things didn't come to that. He made sure to attempt a single with his thumb at the officer, showing them the weapon was on Safety, and he meant no harm unless harm came to him. He now really regrets coming into this place, yet he remains silent. (Eclaire hainley is in the post too, but not tagged because of things that happened 0-0)

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On his way towards the two figures Makthus snapped up a glass containing some sort of green liquid seemingly out of nowhere. He then raised the drink upon reaching them "Well! I've has worse welcomes..."

He glanced around him checking if Flynn followed him, and yes, his smile continued as he noticed her. He then took a small sip from the glass "You know... I wouldn't really suggest starting a firefight in here..." He motions his hand towards both the guns "Lots of people in here have much bigger ones, and like to use them much more.."

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Hanley made a frown at Makthus regarding his comment about others having bigger guns. Her hand moved away from her weapon carefully as she replied.

"People who know what this uniform stands for tend to stay their weapons, considering the fate that would await them should they gun me down." She said, letting her hands rest on the table, arms akimbo, right foot planted slightly behind the left food, in a somewhat bladed stance with her weapon facing away from Night and Makthus.

"Fleet Admiral Claire Hanley, United Aschen Empire's Imperial Defense Force." She said, looking to the bartender.

"I'm not here to cause trouble, I only came for a drink."

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Makthus leaned back for a moment stroking his slight stubble "Fleet Admiral eh? I guess we got a big shot here! And I seriously doubt that you would come all the way to Gambit's alone for a drink..."

"Perhaps you are the one that this fellow was hired to kill?" Makthus jerked a thumb over his shoulder pointing Towards Night "Bet you would be worth a hefty sum for someone like him! "

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He looked at Makthus, slightly surprised, not only at how they were able to figure out what their occupation was, but the fact they said it in front of an officer. He realized this could get very ugly, VERY fast and stood up, pushing his seat back in, ashing the cigar on the table. "I will take my leave now" he said, and walked toward the exit.

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Makthus turned his head uninterested towards Night "Wow... I was just trying to put some pressure on you" He sighed "Guess it worked!" He took a step back so he could face both Night and Claire

He quickly placed one hand one his side and the other on his sword "An officer who thinks she can face our entire criminal underworld and an assassin who is really bad at hiding the fact he is an assassin! It's almost cute..." His smile twitched slightly not looking nearly as welcoming as before

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The Scout took another sip of his drink before overhearing a conversation. He had no idea what it was about but perhaps it was a way back to Mann Co or atleast something to ease his boredom. He sighed before walking closer, trying to keep his approach from being too obvious. "?"

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The feathered legs behind Makthus' own quickly made way while flicking a membrane back to light. The light outside was dazzling at anything but twilight and she wobbled while looking on for a moment.

She blinked one eye then the other her blown out vision finding Makthus' general silhouette to talk at, ♪Since when do far and deep officers come to places full of stabbing? Either a drink of no matter or there's something to make into no matter. If you don't stay to find out you don't make bars. No risk no reward!♪

Torquing her head to try and stop her eye muscles from spasming grey dust fell from between her feathers. The risen blue crest feathers wildly flop back and forth as Thane doges through them each pass.

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Hanley offered a smirk.

"Who said I was alone?" She replied, before winking as she brushed past Makthus. "I'm not worth the trouble anyway, entire civilizations have perished because someone thought it was a good idea to try and kill someone like me."

She slowly made her way to the bar, and placed a 100 cubit note on the bar.

"Ambrosia, please."

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Makthus smile managed to widen even further, He was no longer interested in the assassin, his interest wasn't much even in his feathered companion. This Aschen Admiral had peaked his interest, She might even have a chance... He quickly moved up to the bar leaning both his elbows upon it

"Hoo.. Are you telling me that you are ready to try and storm Gambit's in case I do something? That would enact a bunch of trouble... Even for me and my clients!" He tilted his head sideways fully exposing the rugged claw-shaped scar across his face "And I bet a lot of people would get hurt~"

The setting changes from Gambit's Bar to Obsidian Vaults

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The setting changes from Obsidian Vaults to Gambit's Bar

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Irises juddered all the while even though calmed slightly where an unstable focus still let her partly see where she was going. Careful steps meander over to the bar where Flynn hugs a stool to haul herself atop it. She was barely over a meter tall without stretching and the bar was too high to see over. Her head and crest down toward the bar Flynn huffed at the stock. Medicine? It didn't smell like sweet water. She had some of the paper left from the thief but no idea of the value. Flynn reached back behind her pack where a wallet was pressed. Named things she long since discarded but she had a few notes left.

Flynn put a note on the counter and pointed at the bottles, ♪Your medicine water, ah, Liqour? It does nothing for my kind. Do you have sweet water?♪

Though the bartender looked at her for a long moment then gave back three notes in change. Still confused since she couldn't read english yet Flynn bobbed her head at them then put them back in the wallet neatly. The bartender came back with a caramel soda.

Flynn tasted it with her pointed blue tongue and pulled back in a toothy grin, "*RrRrtk* Sweet Bubbles! It tastes like a a plant tea back home but less bitter."

She looked at the Far and Deep part-gan Hanley then to Makthus the interesting, "Males. Always thinking with their swords. We don't have enough to let ours have any."