Jason

Jason

(OOC: Given the recent bout of inactivity, I have no reason to expect a reply in this thread anytime soon. PM me if it picks up.)

Exit: Jason Benedict.

Jason

His eyes tore themselves away from the minuscule object that he held within the grasp of his fingers; they swiveled in their sockets as his sight sought to weave around the bodies and clothing of the proletariat; though he supposedly strove to protect them from forces they could not possibly fathom,...

Jason

Solid digits dug themselves palm deep into the soft and trampled ground that supported him; they clenched and brought the dirt within the palm, which immediately uprooted itself and the body to which the hand belonged to rose from its kneeling position. Diaphanous films fluttered over obsidian ocula...

Jason

â€œTeach you to defend against demons?â€? He seemed almost affronted, as if the other had insulted his mother just nowâ€¦or something of equal severity. â€œMy dearâ€¦police officer? You canâ€™t honestly hope to learn whatâ€™s necessary to fully protect you against demons, especially considering the ...

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â€œHow exactly would you arm us against these demons, good sir?â€? â€œWhy, with the strongest weapon of all. Knowledge. With that, and a few other trinkets that I can provide you or teach you to provide yourself, the town should be able to defend themselves against most common class demons. If you ...

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â€œSome treasure that you arenâ€™t speaking about?â€? A voice infiltrated the confines of his mind lazily; somewhat reminiscent to a butterfly landing, tenderly, on the flimsy petals of a flower. His eyes turned, ever so slowly, to face the one who addressed him; the cigarette was held tightly in h...

Jason

Just for general information, the Spartans only really faced 300,000 Persians and, even then, it wasn't as if the full Persian force showed up at their door step. Along wih that, at that point in time, the Spartan Phalanx was one of the most superior combat formations. They were the only race who wa...

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â€œHm? Oh, Iâ€™m fine, nothing to worry about; it happens every now and then. Thank you for your concern though.â€? He had spoken the right words, ones of cordiality and politeness, but they seemed startlingly empty; it was as if he spoke out of reflex alone. At his next words, Jason found himself s...

Jason

(OOC: Sorry itâ€™s taking me so long to reply, Iâ€™m not used to an Rp site where people post without a turn structure.) â€œYou havenâ€™t? Oddâ€? His obsidian eyes, depthless if one were to catch them at the right light, swiveled around in their sockets; the demonâ€™s presence still assaulted his se...

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â€œSoâ€¦â€? A voice suddenly flooded the area; sonorous tone that rippled into every corner at once before focusing near a specific area. A figure made itself known, coming from the depths of the shadow, next to one who identified himself as Ka`zeh and one who was identified as Geldyn Reinhart III. ...

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::Mortal Atropos:: Birth Name: Jason Benedict. Alias[es]: John Constantine. Visual Age: Twenty-four. Factual Age: Twenty-four. Direct Lineage: Human. Class[es]: Mortal. Occupation: Professional. Alignment: Chaotic Good. Marital Status: Single. Status: At Large. ::Attributes:: Height: Six foot, zero...

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