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Asher Evans Immortalis

"Do not test me, boy. I'm more experienced than how much you think I am."

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a character in “Aboard The Phoenix: Revival”, as played by Asher MstrImmortalis

Description

Asher Evans
"How can you kill me when I'm already dead?"
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Personal Information

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Titles: The Voice of Treason (for taking up the role of going against the tyrant)
Nickname: n/a
Actual Age 325
Physical Age 18
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Role: Persuasion, Negotiation, getting jobs, fighting

Written Description: Asher is 5"8'. He has white skin whth a light tan, and he has a slight muscle build as well. Asher has silver white hair and two icy blue eyes that can penetrate whatever mask you wear. He wears a dark green cloak that reaches from the bottom of the face to his knees and blue jeans. His shirt inside the cloak is orange with an insignia on the heart area and the back. The insignia is pure black, and its shaped like a fire entrapped in ice. It's also shown on the back of his robe. Asher's eyes move about in every single second, taking in the immediate surroundings. They calculate every movement, every reaction, and every gesture that people make.
Depending on who he is with, Asher can look differently to others. On the Phoenix, Asher has more of an indifferent face. He shows his true appearance (as stated above) to the crew members, and speaks often. In town, it's the same, but Asher is slightly embarrassed by his unique silver hair. Thus, Asher changes it to jet black hair. When it comes to battle..... don't even be his enemy.

Weapons, Equipment, and Abilities:

Elemental Manipulation: Asher has the ability to control certain elements. These elements include fire, ice, lightning, darkness, and light. There are specific aspects to each element listed that Asher would control.
Darkness: This element is what Asher uses the least. If Asher uses abilities from this element too much, he would black out for a while. The element of darkness is used for creating illusions (that can affect senses other than sight) and to shadow travel in two forms: the first is walking into a shadow and using it as a portal to another place (but there has to be a shadow there), and the second being turning into a shadow and walking on other objects’ shadows.
Light: Asher’s second to least used element. Basically, this turns Asher into the healer of a party. He can easily heal flesh wounds in one second, and it would take him a few minutes to heal broken bones. However, Asher can never raise the dead using the healing properties of the light element. Oh, and Asher can blind enemies and reveal the fake from the real.
Fire: Asher’s second most powerful element. With this, Asher is able to raise the temperature, create pillars of flame, and form fireballs. And, if he wanted to, Asher can go Roy Mustang and just flick his fingers to send fire at his opponents.
Lightning: An element Asher had obtained later on in his lifetime. Basically, Asher can charge electrical equipment and shoot lightning out of his hands. Can anyone say, Cole MacGrath? Only, Asher doesn’t need to absorb electricity.
Ice: Asher’s most mastered element out of all six. Using this element, Asher can create shards of ice and throw them at enemies, lower the temperature of the room, and freeze an object.
Air: Asher's third least used element. He doesn't have any uses for active manipulation, but Asher uses this as an ability. With the ability to control air, Asher gains some sort of a speed boost and an ability to hover in the air.

Elemental Tags: These tags are used as traps and projectiles, whichever Asher chooses to use them as. They have properties of the six elements that Asher had mastered: light, darkness, lightning, wind, ice, and fire. Fire tags are the simple exploding tags, only they produce a stronger explosion that leaves behind white flames. Ice tags freeze the surrounding areas when activated, lightning tags can create a lightning field, wind tags create a blast that blows away surrounding objects and air. It is also important to note that Asher can throw these tags and suspend them midair, allowing him to fire bolts of lightning at the tags to deflect a bolt into a certain direction.
Chilling Blaze: Asher’s weapon that was used his entire life. It takes the form of a hilt powered by Asher's ability to control the elements, creating the blade. The blade resembles that of a katana, longer than most. The blade is made entirely out of ice, and inside the ice you can see lava flowing within the blade. It shows Asher’s mastery of the elements, as well as allowing Asher to intimidate extremely weak opponents. One slash is said to be so cold that it burns. The sheath that Asher uses with the sword is made from the rock you would see from castle walls. Both of these things are unbreakable.
An old battered cloak: Asher’s cloak that was obtained ever since that day he was made into what he is now. Asher wears it all the time, even if it is ripped or torn. It covers most of his body, and has a hood for the head. Asher always thinks of this cloak as “his favorite”. Usually, Asher would try to fix the cloak the best he can.




Personality

Asher is very cold and isolated. Nothing seems to bother him, mainly because of his vast amount of patience. Asher prefers to be alone. He doesn’t seem to care about petty subjects, such as “My nail broke!” or “I need to go to the bathroom.” Asher is usually quiet, unless he feels the need to speak. Other than that, Asher would usually respond with a nod, a shake, or just closing his eyes and sleep. Asher can also do a lot of tasks, so long as it can be easily be done. His mind sometimes has its moments in which it would show Asher all the experiences from the Middle Ages. These moments are in which Asher is vulnerable and when he would actually show the sadness in his heart.
Asher is extremely intelligent and able to adapt to any time of situation. He is always calculating, and Asher is able to read anyone like a book. Technical stuff like the exact speed of the car, Asher doesn’t know. But when it comes down to “where should I throw this tag to have it stick onto the car?” Asher is able to do just that. Asher studies everything and everyone. Your reactions, your gestures, body language, where your feet are pointing to, and where you are looking at, Asher takes it all in.
In battle, Asher is one of those types that are calculating, cunning, and honorable. He never tortures the opponent unless required to, and Asher always makes sure that there aren’t civilians nearby that the fight might endanger. Asher’s ability to study every movement you make is extremely useful in battle as well, since Asher can make out your battle strategies with ease if he stalls the fight long enough.
To anyone close, Asher will show his true emotions. He can and will love girls. Asher is still that young boy from the Medieval Ages, that young boy who loves to joke around and is sometimes laid back. Asher is also prone to… Er, being vulnerable around cute, sexy, practically any type of girl. However, if there is one thing Asher had promised to anyone close, it would be that Asher won’t let them die, no matter what. Sacrificing himself is not a problem. Turning that person into one of his race is only if the person is willing to. Asher has a sense of responsibility to make sure that his friends aren’t hurt. That, and that he is afraid to lose those that’s close to him.



Skills
+Elemental Manipulation
+Tactics in fighting
+Somewhat of a healer
+Stealth and lying
+Knowledge and expertise of other languages
+Negotiating and persuasion.
Inabilities and Weaknesses
-Can't cook
-Using to much of his powers over darkness causes him to faint
-Don't mention his past. Ever.
-His only use is fighting.... Sadly.




The Immortalis


The Immortali are a race that was erased in history. It was made by God and the devil, in desperation to protect or destroy the human race during the Middle Ages. The whole race is split into 2 sides, God's side and the Devil's side. Both sides are made from those that had died, and swore that they would defend the humans or kill them. They all get the ability to control and manipulate certain aspects of an element. Sometimes it's a passive ability, such as control of Air allows you to run faster. usually it's open control, like using water and light for healing or creating icicles out of nowhere.

Each side is split further into 3 ranks: the normal, the Elder, and the Master. These ranks each have their own max point of how much you can manipulate. The Master can control the most aspects of each element. However, light does not count toward this restriction for God's Immortali, and darkness is the same for Devil's Immortali.

The entire Immortali race can control the age of their own bodies, and are not affected by the sands of time. Their bodies can withstand many death blows before dying, but anything that is supernatural would mean that the Immortali are vulnerable (this also includes anything related to magic). This includes angels, demons, spirits, and themselves. Immortali are the most vulnerable to each other.

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Backstory

Asher was born under the rule of a tyrant. Needless to say, he had a horrible life, but it was one hidden from the tyrant's view. Asher lived in a small village, which was self-sufficient. However, this somewhat peaceful life ended when a group of soldiers found the village and burned it down. They killed everyone, including Asher. However, Asher had resurrected with the aid of a rebel army leader named Damion Howard. While this did help Asher get a second chance, he wanted revenge. Thus, Asher went with Damion into an army that is beginning to rise against the tyrant,

Asher trained and honed his powers under the training of the rebel leader. However, the leader died from the tyrant's minions, so Asher assumed control over the army as a replacement. Eventually, Asher did try to take down the tyrant, but it all went wrong in the end. Eventually, only a handful of people remained, Asher included. Feeling shameful for his failure, Asher took an airship out of the floating island. He searched for a family, some way to settle down, but he never could manage it. However, all that changed when he was caught on board the Phoenix. Learning about what the crew is for, Asher smirked as he said that he wanted in on the adventure. Maybe now he can finally have a family.

So begins...

Asher Evans Immortalis's Story

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The sun rose upon the face of an old-silver haired man. Well, you'd think he wasn't old, but you should never judge a book by its cover. Old Man Asher has risen on more mornings that the number than you could count- event he had stopped that hobby. Asher stood upon the railing of the ship he now called his home. It was near the port, while the captain himself leaned against the railings on the starboard side of the ship. Sighing, Asher casually walked over to the one he is to call "Captain." "Mornin', Capt'n." Asher said as he leaned over the railing, back against the view of the "Black City." "How're you, this fine morning?"

Ironic, isn't it? Asher was practically immortal, living for at least 300 years. He was able to manipulate the elements themselves, and he had more experience than 5 generations could ever have. Yet he regards a lone 17-year-old boy as one of a higher position than him. Heh.... Time's gone wack... Asher thought. Not that it matters to me, now. I'm supposed to be dead already.

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"That'd be the day."
"I-I will! I'm going to do it!" TK stammered, her voice quivering. The large, older male towered over the twelve year old girl. He had just turned 16, and was leaving tomorrow. He was one of the ' big bullies.'
"Like you, a pint sized freak, would be able to make enough money to fix this place up." He and all of his bully friends laughed.
TK's lip shook a bit. "Stop making fun of me! I will! I am going to do it! I'd like to see you try you... you... jerk!" What? She was young. The large males started laughing heartily. TK started to cry.


TK's eyes snapped open. Her claws were dug deep into solid wood. That dream plagued her most nights. She was going to complete her goal. No one was going to stop her. TK looked down. In the middle of the night, she snuck out of the cabin silently and climbed up the main mast pole, and sat on the vertical beam that was holding up the mast itself. She fell asleep there. It was much cooler then that stuffy, crowded cabin. Hopefully she wouldn't get in trouble for that.

TK turned and lied on her stomach and dug her claws into the wood. She pulled back and arched her back downwards so her chin and chest were against the beam. She stretched elegantly and very feline-like, feeling her tail curl up at the now relaxed muscles. TK let go of the hold and her nose and ears twitched simultaneously as he eyes lowered to the deck. Down there she could see the captain and Asher. She'd learned most of the crew's names. Most of them.

TK stood up and walked to the other end of the raised beam, and blocked the sun light from the two males. "Mornin' boys!" TK smiled fully and jumped off the main mast. She landed on her feet with a light thump, knees bent. Standing up, she gave a mock salute. "When's breakfast?" She was going to be blunt about it. Her tail swayed and swished behind her as she tilted her head to the side curiously and cutely. She was hungry and hadn't eaten since yesterday around noon.

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Even in her pirate days Anne had always been an early riser and so without seeing that the sun was coming up on the horizon her body told her it was time to get up. There was no noise that shook her from her slumber, no kind of jarring movement, just that suddenly her eyes fluttered open and she was ready to face the day. She went about getting dressed, slipping into her favorite dress and boots then pulling on her gloves she assessed herself in the mirror. Picking up an ornamented brush that she had acquired from a shop a few stops back, she began to tame her wild red mane. Once satisfied she grabbed her sword and hat then headed up to the deck where the Little Captain was sure to be.

There were only two others up aside from the Captain, the young half human half tiger female and the ancient Elementalist. She moved to join them as they waited for the others to wake and see what the orders of the day were going to be. "Good morning Little Captain, Kit, Elemental." she addressed them nodding to them in turn. Anne had a habit of giving everyone she met a nickname that reminded her of the individual. Not everyone was fond of their names but that never seemed to bother her much. "Hope you all slept well what with the Black City looming past these docks."

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Character Portrait: ~:Gumilii Le Arugyo;~ Character Portrait: Asher Evans Immortalis Character Portrait: Chiru Character Portrait: Sawyer Character Portrait: Aurora Hakai Sarphiel Character Portrait: Markus Redsail Character Portrait: Anne Marie
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AURORA HAKAI SARPHIEL

"Gumilii! Ye' big lug-head where are ye' napping now at this time of day!?"

Aurora sighed as she hopped down from the railing of the deck- passing the current group upon it. She had lost track of her green haired friend about an hour ago since Aurora didn't now how to keep track of anything other then ships. They HAD been lazing around up in the crows nest until two certain shipmates of theirs decided to claim it as there own love-nest. A shudder ran through her body at the thought of what they could be doing up in her one true place. The crows-nest was her sanctuary and being on the ground felt weird to her by now. If not she'd be in the water since it was her birth place- her age unknown to the others. They did know that she was a Siren, a Succubus of the sea. But they seemed to trust her enough with the men on the ship as long as she didn't snap from her hunger and desire.

"Gumilii! Gum-Gum!!! Ya' know I won't hesitate ta' throw yer' gun off the side of the ship!" She yelled out again, walking into the area where the bunk beds were located. She paused as she heard quiet bangs coming from around the corer. Oh for heavens sake did those two love-birds get in here too! Was not a place in here safe from their fest!? She walked towards it quietly ready to but her thoughts to her yapper but paused as she heard a voice.

"You're on!"

Raising an eyebrow- Aurora walked up the the hatch that the banging was coming from and stared at it for a moment. It sounded like their tiniest members voice- once again speaking to te hatch as if it were a person. A chuckle escaped her lips as she reached forward and swiftly lifted up the hatch and pushed it open before walking away towards the deck again before Chiru could see her. Let the girl think she was victorious for this point. She thought to herself with an amused smile. Getting back up on deck she pouted to herself not being able to spot Gumilii. How HARD was it to loose a girl with GREEN hair!? Then again Aurora had white hair as if she were well over five hundred. Maybe she was, maybe she wasn't- they'd never know. Her green orbs widened a bit as she finally spotted her target over near Asher, TK, Anne and the cap'n.

"GUMILII!!!" She shouted as she quickly ran over and jumped onto the green haired girls back- the momentum causing them to both fall over in front of the group.

"Found ya~" She said happily as she sat upon her back.

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'Downtown 'Black City'



"Get yer' fine gun powder here! Best you'll ever set yer' eyes on!"

"Nothin' beats an old barrel! Holds up ta' fifty bottles of yer' favorite wines an' beers to guzzle!"

"Where can I get some damn grog around here? I better not have came down here for nothin'!"

"Ye' smell like ye' been swimmin' in the bilge ya damn swashbucklin' rooster!" The green haired woman with the round bust growled out- balancing her beer in one hand and pointing her finger accusingly at the other party. Her eyebrows furrowed and her mouth pulled up into a challenging smirk- everyone knew what was about to break out. It were these morons that decided to bump into her and cause her to drop her beer- now she was locked in a long and hard drinking battle with a man about three times her size. A faint blush faded across her face showing a sign of her inebriated state. Slamming down another empty glass- the man across from her glared.

"Me 'n' these here scurvy scallywags drug our sorry keesters out t'th'ship'n'had us a grand great adventuar! We almost had t'keelhaul Mad Connie f'r gettin inter th' grog behind our backs! Some woman like ye' can hardly put a scratch on anythin' ye damn whore!" He slurred out, belching loudly afterwards and swiping the glass onto the floor. The frightened bartender hid behind the counter in fear of causing either of their tempers to erupt.

"Yer a scurvy bilge rat, pompous gasbag, mangey cockroach!" She yelled aloud- quickly standing up and tossing the table over. Nobody called her such a thing and got away with it! Grabbing his collar she quickly threw the man over her shoulder- the man stunned out of sheer surprise.

"Take that ye' bucktoothed' sea beast!" She spat, quickly turning (well as fast as a drunken woman can go) and walking towards the door wobbling and ignoring the cheers from the crowd that had been surrounding her. It had been awhile since she had gotten in a mix up with the likes of pirates like that, since they were all so damn unintelligent. Yet she knew how to speak around them when the time came. Swaying like a sail in the wind- she made her way back to the ship and lazily climbed the ladder.

"Ah... g'mornin c-cap'n an ashher..." She slurred out tiredly- nearly falling over the rail of the deck as she stood next to them. She almost felt the need to lean on one of em' to keep her balance but just kept her grip on the railing. She watched as more of her shipmates joined them upon the deck and heard the faint call of her name. It seemed she had just missed Aurora- though the girl was horrid when it came with directions.Gumilii was just about to nod off when she suddenly heard a loud shout and found herself face down on the deck with a weight on her back.

"Found ya~"

Gumilii could already feel the hangover coming on as she groaned in pain.

"Nghh, yea I can see tha- ughhh."

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"Mornin' boys! When's breakfast?" Another crewmember spoke. Asher looked to see that it was TK, the half-human, half-tiger of the group. Asher nodded to her hello, smiling.

"Good morning Little Captain, Kit, Elemental." Anne, the Phoenix's Quartermaster said. Man... It's gonna be a very fun day today.... Asher thought. So many people already up.... Asher smirked.

Then another person arrived, this time she had been up all night. "Ah... g'mornin c-cap'n an Ashher..." It was Gumi, the Blacksmith of the crew. Obviously, she was drunk. The stench, the slur of her voice, the blush on her face, it made it all too obvious. By now, the girl should be having a hangover.... Is it bad that I think she's a bit cute when she's drunk? Asher mentally joked.

"GUMILII!!!" Another girl shouted. Asher's gaze moved to Aurora, who proceeded to tackle the drunk girl. "Found ya....." Aurora said as she sat on her back. Asher shook his head in pity for Gumi and sighed. He wondered whether Asher should just tell Aurora to get off of Gumi, or whether he should just keep talking with either the Captain, TK, or Gumi as soon as Aurora is done with her. Then again, Asher figured that enough was happening, and began to inch away from the crowd of congregating crew members.

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Character Portrait: [NPC] Bartender Character Portrait: The Kha'Ill Brothers Character Portrait: Asher Evans Immortalis Character Portrait: Chiru Character Portrait: Markus Redsail Character Portrait: Anne Marie
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Markus Redsail


Markus sighed and looked at the sun. This was the normal, well if you could call it normal. Markus stood and made his way up to the wheel and climbed up on the rail in front of it. "Listen up! We got a big job from a rich employer starting in the afternoon! I don't want any of you slicking off today! Got it?! Good!" Markus yelled at everyone. For someone as small as he was, he did have a very loud voice. If we pull this off we will be set for a couple of months Markus thought to himself as he walked down the steps and onto the main deck.

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Character Portrait: Tamantha TK Kenden Character Portrait: ~:Gumilii Le Arugyo;~ Character Portrait: Asher Evans Immortalis Character Portrait: Aurora Hakai Sarphiel Character Portrait: Markus Redsail Character Portrait: Anne Marie
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Tamantha “TK” Kenden

"Good morning Little Captain, Kit, Elemental."

Kit? What is that supposed to mean?
TK's ears pinned to her head as a scowl crossed her face. She crossed her arms angrily. TK did not like that nickname. It seemed a bit childish for her. But if you look at the girl, you'll see just how childish she was looking right now. Her ears stuck back up like arrows. When her ears were against her head all the sounds were muffled and weird.

"Ah... g'mornin c-cap'n an Ashher..."

TK froze then she jumped suddenly, landing on the railing, crouched down, the fur on her tail sticking up. Her knees were bent and her hands held the rail now below her. "Sweet baby Jesus you gave me heart attack!" TK exclaimed at Gumi as she had collapsed on the ground with Aurora on top of her.

TK's nose twitched as she leaned forwards, but remained on the railing. "Eww. You smell like spirits and beer." TK herself did not drink. For one thing, she was always told she was too young to. Plus, she hated it. How it tasted, how she feels during as well as how she feels after. Her head gets all fuzzed up her judgment clouded. It also made her get angry much easier, which was dangerous for all parties involved. Afterward she just feels like a piece of shit and then sleeps for an entire day. Not very fun in her opinion. Her tail swayed with confusion on why someone would drink enough to get like this.

"Listen up! We got a big job from a rich employer starting in the afternoon! I don't want any of you slicking off today! Got it?! Good!"

The black-haired girl's head jerked up as she looked at her new Captain as he gave orders. "He cannot be much older than me... hmm..." TK wondered, accidentally out loud.

TK had to blink a few times before realizing something. "Wait so... no breakfast?" Right on cue, her stomach starting giving its best impersonation of a dying whale. TK rubbed her bare tummy in hopes of silencing it, still perched upon that rail, knees bent. "Aww..." TK pouted a bit, but shook her head to remove the facial expression. Hopefully she did it before anyone noticed the childish look. Her ears flapped around when she shook her head and her braid landed over her shoulder, draping over her front. She grabbed it and tossed it back behind her.

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Character Portrait: Tamantha TK Kenden Character Portrait: ~:Gumilii Le Arugyo;~ Character Portrait: Asher Evans Immortalis Character Portrait: Sawyer Character Portrait: Aurora Hakai Sarphiel Character Portrait: Markus Redsail Character Portrait: Anne Marie
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Sawyer sat at the bar. "Whiskey." He told the bartender. By the looks of this place, it looked like there was a brawl previous to his arrival. There was a bigger fella to the right of him, smack talking about someone. The man was an oaf. Apparently he had his ass handed to him by a woman. "The green headed whore did this teh'meh!!" All of the mans friends were laughing and making jokes at him. His pride was too strong to have been beaten by a woman. Sawyer turned his head slowly, the shadow of his hood covering his eyes. He now looked at the oaf an his three friends. One of them was a red headed drunkard, telling the oaflike man how to sneak up on the green headed woman. Sawyer laughed. They all turned there heads his way. He gulped down his whiskey shot, and asked the kind young bartender for another. "One more and ill be out of your way." The bartender poured and slid it to Sawyer. Just before he could suck it down, the oaf interrupted.

"Oy, whitey." The drunk oaf slurred. "Did i sey' sum'thin funny?" He asked Sawyer.

Sawyer smirked at the man. "Yeah, you did." The oafs face grew red with anger. He started wobbling over to Sawyer, his hand on the hilt of his sheathed curved sword. Sawyer glanced at it very quickly, then back at the oaf. "Well, w-what was it then, lad. (Blurp) Tell meh', c'mon." He spit in Sawyers face after that burp. He let it go. Trying not to kill the man. "It ain't my business. So if I were you I'd step off friend." Sawyer said as he put the whiskey shot down. "

"No, I think'ya know-w what i is talkin' aboot'. You know of the green haired w-whore friend?" The oaf asked. "Yes, I do. But she's hardly a whore pal, sorry. Guess you're SOL."
The mans face got even more red, with rage now.

"She ain't nothin. She probably dose nothin' on this shep' anywee'." The oaf told Sawyer. Sawyer responded with, "that sword that your itchin' to threaten me with was most likely made or tampered with by her. She's built like and tank, I'd back off if I were you pal."

"Yeh must be one of'er friends then, ain't chia." The oaf slurred to Sawyer.
"We're part of the same crew, but no, I've never met he personally. Sorry bubb." He said to the drunken oaf.

"Yer' Lyin' to'meh boi'." The oaf said to Sawyer. The oaf unsheathed his sword. He ment business. So did Sawyer.

"You sure you wanna do this, bubb?" Standing up as he asked the oaf. The oafs response was a hacking of snot, preparing to spit it in Sawyers face, but Sawyer was quick to cut him off. With his left hand it took up the shot of whiskey and threw it in the oafs face. He screamed from the burning in his eyes. Sawyer then took his right hand, grabbed the head of his hair and smashed the drunken oafs face into the counter edge of the bar table. One, two, three times. Sweat trickling off Sawyers face.(God that felt good.) he thought to himself.

"Oh god, not this again!" The bartender yelped as he hid behind the bar, his eyes peering over to see what would happen next. Blood poured from the mans nose. Sawyer had smashed his face between the eyes and nose. The man was crying. Sawyer didn't care though. He needed it. The man also deserved it. Sawyer still had the mans head clutched his grip, his face still pinned to the counter top. The oafs friends ran In fear. All except one. The red head. He attempted to run up to Sawyer with one of the tall bar stools. But again, Sawyer was able to cut him off, too. He kicked the legs of the oaf out from under him, making him fall fast first in a pool of his own blood. Sawyer then smashed one of his boots in the mans face and kept it there. His reflexes were that of lightning.

Now that Sawyers hands were free, he flicked his right out. One could her a click, and the sound of a bicycle spoke, but extremely fast. A hidden palm sized musket pistol popped out of his right sleeve and fell firmly in his hand. He pulled the hammer back fast. Two shots ready.

"Back off Ginger, or you're next." Sawyer said to the drunk red head. "Take your shit bag friend here, get him patched up. You and your filthy crew get off the ship once we make port in the "Black City" or where ever it is we're going. If I see you try anything on miss green up there, or myself for that matter, ill kill you. Or I'll make damn sure one of her friends will. She's highly liked on this ship."

The man nodded. Sawyer kicked the oaf one more time. He walked back up on deck. Where else could he go? He went up, walked past everyone including Tigra and miss green and looked down on the far, far away ocean below. ( I needed that.)

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Asher sighed. Things are getting too lively for me... He thought. I oughta get outta here... Asher slowly inched his way out of the crowd even more until he neared the door to the interior of the ship. Quietly, Asher slipped into the doorway and made his way inside. As Asher walked through the hallway, he thought to himself. Well, maybe a job would be nice... and maybe exciting. I'll have to wait until later today for it, though. Asher thought. What to do, what to do? He wondered how the Immortalis can burn his time until the employer arrives. What to d- "OW!"

Asher rubbed his forehead, stepping back. Just because he was immortal doesn't mean he can't feel pain, like walking head-first into a door. He stared at the door, trying to remember what it led to. Ah... To hell with it. Curiosity killed the cat. Satisfaction brought it back. Asher concluded. The Immortalis grabbed the handle, turned it, and pushed the door to get inside the room. Immediately, Asher regretted it. Ah... crap. And a witch would kill the cat again, leaving it with only 7 lives left... This was the potion room. The stench made it obvious enough. However, Asher didn't think that Elweise, the crew's witch (and sexist), would be here- okay, maybe half of him. Asher noted that she wasn't a part of the crew gathering outside on the deck; he just thought that maybe Elweise would be... somewhere else. Oh, not that this was an awkward moment. "Oh...." Asher said, in a monotonous voice. "This is the potion room.... Sorry for intruding, Elweise.... What're you reading?" Well, a conversation can pass the time. As long as it's one-on-one, Asher can handle that. When there are more then 3 people, him excluded, then there'd be a problem.

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Aurora giggled as she played with Gumi's hair. She always did love the color of the women hair plus her personality made Gumilii all the more fun to mess with! Leaning down she started messing with the piercings that lined her pointed ears before stopping to hear what the Cap'n was saying. The man was about as short as she was but she had to admit that she really wanted to play with his ears above all else. She always caught herself staring at his head ever since she join the crew which wasn't very long ago. Gumi on the other had seemed like more of a noobie to her!

"Listen up! We got a big job from a rich employer starting in the afternoon! I don't want any of you slicking off today! Got it?! Good!"

A big job? Her gaze looked down to Gumi again who seemed like she was passed out. Well this wasn't good- not good at all.

"Hey Siren, why don't you go take the blacksmith to sleep that off. She'll need to be ready for the job this afternoon."

Aurora raised an eyebrow at Anne as she slowly stood from her position on Gumi's back. Siren? DInd't her crew members know better then to go around calling her by what she was? She had a name for a reason... Non-the-less she shrugged and gave Anne a fake salute and stuck her tongue out.

"Aye, aye pinky!" She said happily leaning down to pull Gumi up from her waist and throwing her over her shoulder. Alright Aurora may have been small and short but when it came to heavy lifting she had people scratching their head in confusing. But then again Gumi was pretty much made up of pure muscle but she was skinny as Hell. She could never wrap her head around the fact. Probably from swinging hammers down on pure iron and metal all day?

"Is she ganna be alright?" Aurora chuckled at Sawyers questions and nodded.

"Yea, yea she's a strong lady i'm sure she'll be fine in about an hour!" She said, patting Gumi on back as she spoke. After hauling her up she began to walk towards the bunk beds but paused as she remembered something. She looked around hurriedly and noticed Asher walking into a room. Yes!

"Asssshhherrrr!" She called out quickly going towards him, throwing a quick smile towards Elweise. "I have to go into town to grab some things for the trip! Please take care of Gum-Gum for me, ok? Thanks!" She quickly blurted out before shoving the passed out girl into Asher's arms and zooming off. How could she have forgotten?

"I'll be right back Cap'n!" She yelled out as she passed him and went off the ship.

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Everything that happened after Aurora pounced on her was a giant painful blur. She faintly heard some people speaking around her and others chatting casually. Her eyes slid shut in annoyance at all the noise since her head currently felt like a drunken man was smashing glasses upon her head while singing loudly the song of the seas. She groaned quietly and just let her head rest on the nice cool deck of the ship. Going to the bar probably wasn't the smartest idea since she had orders to finish later and weapons to make. The loud banging of her hammer and sounds of her blacksmithing wasn't something she was looking forward to. She flinched as she heard the Captains loud voice above the others voices.

"Listen up! We got a big job from a rich employer starting in the afternoon! I don't want any of you slicking off today! Got it?! Good!"

A big job, hmm? Sounded interestingly painful and boring. The jobs they've been taking weren't exactly as exciting as she wished and hoped for. She craved for a battle and hearing the satisfying cry of a man after they've admitted defeat. Gumilii wasn't going to lie, she was a bit sadistic and blood craved- especially since she flipped whenever she sees someone fighting. Her current job probably wasn't exactly safe because of this but hey it was her job and she loved it. More like a passion if anything.

"Hey Siren, why don't you go take the blacksmith to sleep that off. She'll need to be ready for the job this afternoon."

After hearing this comment, Gumi soon felt herself being hauled up onto someones back- another groan erupting from her mouth from the sudden action.

"Eyyy' a bit moor' gentl'r p-pleasee..." She said quietly as she covered her vibrent green eyes from the harsh rays of the sun that was beating down on them and rising from the east. Today was going to be a long day, she could feel it. Gumi nearly strangled the person that yelled in her ear- but settled for wincing, not knowing who was currently carrying her. THough she was sure she'd be able to label the voice if she was all there at the moment.

"Asssshhherrrr! I have to go into town to grab some things for the trip! Please take care of Gum-Gum for me, ok? Thanks!"

"W-wait what are ya'-?" She mumbled but squeaked instead as she felt herself thrust into someone else's arms. Well... they sure as hell weren't female arms. Blinking her eyes open a bit she frowned in confusion as her gaze looked up to meet Asher's. How in the deep blue sea did she end up here...?!

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"Asssshhherrrr!" Oh God no. Please, Lord... Not this!!! Asher mentally prayed before being.... No, wait. He wasn't tackled this time.

"W-wait what are ya'-?" Another voice sounded, squeaking as Asher felt the impact of something heavy. What the hell...? The Immortalis looked down upon the object that was shoved into his care as the Siren, Aurora, zoomed out and shouted "I have to go into town to grab some things for the trip! Please take care of Gum-Gum for me, ok? Thanks!"



Asher looked up in anger and was about to shout out that he was not a baby-sitter, as what was in his arms was the drunken Gumilii, who was returning back into reality, when he discovered that she was already gone. Sighing, he looked down again at Gumi, who frowned as she looked up at Asher's. Her eyes showed that she was confused, but Asher's showed a bit more.... Anger and frustration. Inhaling deeply as he shook his head, Asher let Gumi onto her feet. The Immortalis merely stayed silent for a few minutes, recooperating from the sudden event. "Yo..... you okay?" Asher asked quietly.

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There was 'thud' that came from the door, it startled Elly's peaceful reading and she jumped in her seat turning her eyes to the door. One of the men of the crew came stumbling in to her potion room. He bumped into the door, but he wasn't hurt or sick, so why was he here? She wondered to herself, staring at the man blankly with her orange eyes. "This is the potion room.... Sorry for intruding, Elweise.... What're you reading?" the creature spoke.

Elweise shyly turned her head back to the book, she didn't feel like talking. "S-spellbook..." she said simply and stumbling. Suddenly more member of the crew came barging in, the beautiful siren, Aurora and with her the ships blacksmith, Gumilii. Elweise looked up at them when they came in, they came for the man who was in the room. Gumilii seemed to not be well, drunk maybe. Aurora left in hurry, leaving Gumilii in the care of the male creature. "Ummmm... I-Is that one not feeling well?" Elly asked pointing at Gumilii, "I am the ship's current medic. If she's sick, it would be my job to take care of her..."

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Sawyer hurried down to the hull. He burst through the door to the bar area again. It felt like only 5 minutes had gone by since he was here last. He was looking for the oaf. He walked up to the bar tender, his eyes were shadowed from the hood on his head. "Hey, kid." Sawyer asked the bartender.

"Oh no! Not you again!" The bartender shouted at Sawyer. "It took me two hours to clean up that mess you left, and you didn't even pay for your drinks!" The boy "DID" seem scared when he was shouting at him. Sawyer took one big step forward, his face had an angry smirk. "B-But don't worry about it! Y-your always welcomed here, sir!" The bartender corrected himself.

Sawyer dug into his pocket. Nothing. He then remember he had a small coin purse tied to the back of his leather belt. He opened it and revealed one hunderad copper and silver coins. "This oughta cover the damage kid." He told the young bartender. The boys eyes widened. He jaw hung open, he slowly picked up one of the coins to examine, then put it back in the pile.

"Well, how many drinks can i get you sir!! Everything is on me!!!" he told Sawyer.

"I ain't got time for that kid. Thanks though. I need to know where that gang i ruffed up went after i told them to piss off." Sawyer asked.

"Well...Come to think of it. I don't really rememeber, i think that, H-hey behind you!" the doors creaked open slowly. The Oaf, the red head and the two others walked in slowly. Their expressions were not to happy.

Well, shit. Sawyer thought to himself.

"Oy there." The oaf said to Sawyer. "I thenk' weh' got'hof on the wrong foot, eh?" The oaf and the gang all drew there swords after he was done talking to Sawyer. "Truth es', I already got back at yer' green haired whore friend. I slipped the "You know what" in'er drenk." As the Oaf explained this to Sawyer, all he could think about was killing him. All five of them. And of coarse, saving the Blacksmith.

They approached him. Swords drawn, slowly walking. Sawyers expression was blank. They could not see his eyes in the shadows, and that's what he wanted. "I was getting ready to go track you down to tell you something, "Friend"" Sawyer said to the Oaf.

"Aye? What the beh, laddy?" The oaf said laughing at Sawyers face.

"To tell you and your gang to get off at Wernthall. That's where we're porting first." he told the Oaf.

"Oy'es that so, lad."

"Yeah, but I think i changed my mind."

"Es' that so." The oaf said again. Sawyer tilted his head up, revealing his eyes to everyone. He made damn sure everyone saw his face this time.

"Yeah, I'm just gonna kill you."

The oaf eyes went wide, his face red with rage. He raised his sword up in the air, preparing for a downward thrust at Sawyer, hoping to end his life. Sawyer took one side step the right. The oafs sword was now stuck in the wooded floor. "You see, that's the one thing about curved swords I don't like friend." The oaf turned his face up to Sawyer, his eye wide with fear this time. "Once there stuck in something, it takes a while to get them out." Sawyer then quickly flicked his right wrist, revealing his hidden pistol. It landed in his firmly. He rotated his body to the left, and immediately shot the man, point blank, in the head. His body went limp almost instantly and fell to the ground.

The red head screamed with rage, as his fellow gang member fell dead to the floor. He ran to Sawyer, sword in hand, ready to attack. Sawyers last shot in his pistol went through his head as well. The red head flew back and landed on the the remaining two men. The two men pushed there dead comrade off them selves.

"What's it going to be, boys." Sawyer taunted at the remaining gang members. They exchanged glances at one another and charged Sawyer, yelling, swords raised high. Sawyer flicked his left hand this time, revealing a hidden blade that was locked in place with the mechanism attached to his leather gauntlet glove. He unsheathed the dagger that was strapped to his chest.

Withen five seconds they both fell to their deaths. They attempted to charge, but Sawyer charged them as well, faster and stronger. He impaled the both with his blades, lifting them off the ground with steel in there chests. He slammed them both to the ground and watched them bleed out, slowly. (That REALLY felt good) he thought to himself once again.

"Kid, i'm sor-" Sawyer had a gun pointed at him. The bartender, though he was a kid, had enough of this. "Get out!" he said to Sawyer. "Take the bodies with you and so long as you are on the Phoenix, do not come back down here. Or i'll tell the crew what you are." Sawyer felt awful, but good also. "Listen kid, i'm sorry i'll clean this up once and fo-" He was cut off by copper and silver coins thrown at him. "Get OUT! Take your money with you." The kid said back to Sawyer. You'll be lucky if anyone up on deck and below deck didn't hear your gun go off. Everyones most likely in a scare now, cause of you. Get out."

Sawyer nodded his head, apologetically. He turned, walked back up to the hull. "He's right, everyone most likely heard that." He thought to himself, opening the hatch door to be back on deck. No one was here. They must have gone back down below deck. He threw the bodies overboard. Thankfully no one saw. He then remembered something. "Oh no." Sawyer said aloud. "That poor drunk girl was poisoned." His mind was in the gutter. He let anger and hate get to him to much this time. He didn't even pay attention to the oaf when he said, "You know What."

He ran back down stairs to look for the green haired girl, or Aurora, or anyone for that matter.

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Gumilii raised a petite eyebrow, a blush still lightly across her face as she was let down by Asher. How the Hell had she ended up down near the potion area of the ship? Last she remembered was being tackled up on the deck and having a raging migrai- oh wait, there it was. She swayed slightly and put her hand to her head in annoyance- automatically holding onto Asher's arm.

"Yo..... you okay?"

"Ah, I hope ye' don't mind.." She said, speaking of her hold on his arm. "I'm jus' a bit dizzy is all, but I have work to finish that i'm required to fin'sh so I shoul- uhnn.." The grip on her head tightened a bit as she released her grip on his arm before she accidentally broke it with her auto-mail hands. Why did she feel so much worse then she usually did? Sure hangovers hurt like a bitch but this was just going overboard. Now that she thought about it though, that beer didn't exactly taste about as right as it usually does. He nose scrunched up in confusion in thought but wasn't able to process anything.

"Ummmm... I-Is that one not feeling well? I am the ship's current medic. If she's sick, it would be my job to take care of her..."

Gumi blinked and shook her head. "No, i'm jus' fine, I jus' needa... sleep it... off is all.." She said turning, but didn't make it past her first few steps before she suddenly passed out, hitting the floor with a loud thud. Shit, those God damn pirates did somthin' to her. How could she have been so clueless as to not notice?

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Sawyer ran through the wooden hallway. Every board was the same, walls ceiling, floor. All brown furnished wood. He was coming up to a door at the end of this hallway. He didn't dare go back into the bar area. He was too ashamed. He also felt like an idiot for not checking those damn dirty drunk pirates for poison before tossing their dead bodies overboard. "How could i be so STUPID!" he thought to himself.

He swung the door open. The room was full of potions, on shelves, on tables and even on the floor. Parchments of recipes lay scattered about as well. Two people were standing, staring at Sawyer. It was Asher Evans and some woman he had never seen before in his life.They had a look of wonder about them. He saw the Green haired woman as well. Gumi- er something like that.

"Sorry for the intrusion folks." He said to Asher and the other woman. He pointed his finger at Ms.Green. (That's what i'll call her.) Sawyer thought to himself.

"The blacksmith was poisoned."

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"Ah, I hope ye' don't mind.." Gumi responded to Asher's question. "I'm jus' a bit dizzy is all, but I have work to finish that i'm required to fin'sh so I shoul- uhnn.." Her grip on his arm became tighter and tighter. It was a damn good thing Asher was NOT a human; Gumi would've crushed his arm by now. Actually, maybe even a long time ago. Asher smirked at the thought. Gumi let go of Asher's arm, and tried to stand up. Already did Asher see the inevitable.

"Ummmm... I-Is that one not feeling well? I am the ship's current medic. If she's sick, it would be my job to take care of her..." Elweise asked Asher and Gumi.

"No, i'm jus' fine, I jus' needa... sleep it... off is all.." Gumi replied. She turned around but after a few steps, her body hit the floor as the blacksmith passed out. Asher sighed and shook his head. "This is why I will never drink aga-"

Suddenly, the door swung open (thankfully not into the head of Gumili) and Sawyer, yet another crewmember, came in. "Sorry for the intrusion folks. The blacksmith was poisoned."

Not surprisingly, Asher didn't even raise an eyebrow. This didn't mean he was surprised. "Well, then..." Asher started to say. "What kind of poison?" He asked as he walked over to Gumili's body and picked her up, bridal style. "Because we obviously need 1 type of antidote for each type of poison, and I may know the antidote." It's true that Asher knows his poisons, or at least, some of them. There are quite a few poisons that Asher knows that the other crewmembers don't, so Asher might be helpful. If not, then maybe Elweise can help.

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TK continued with her little work out for a few minutes. She had lost count on how many pulls ups she did. After a while her breathing came out in huffs. TK's eyes narrowed for a moment. Her nose suddenly wrinkled. Something smells funny... TK wondered when suddenly, the sounds of gunshot rang through her head and smell of blood overwhelmed her senses. Her eyes widened as she released her grip on the beam, and landed on the wooden deck with a soft thud. Her tail swished along the ground as she stood up straight.

"What in the good Lord's name was that?!" TK asked no one in particular. The girl had to side step as Sawyer rushed past, obviously in urgency. She wondered what was going on. The curious cat side got the better of her.

TK followed Sawyer, and stopped at the door, being very silent. She could smell the ingredients used for the potions form where she was standing. But there was still the funny scent that hung over everything else. What is that? Her eyes narrowed again as she tried to figure out what it was.

"Sorry for the intrusion folks. The blacksmith was poisoned." TK hit her hand on her forehead. Of course its poison you idiot! TK mentally made fun of herself. TK saw sure that she had smelled something like this mystery poison before.

"What kind of poison? Because we obviously need 1 type of antidote for each type of poison, and I may know the antidote." Asher said to the others, lifting up the unconscious, poisoned Gumi. "I-I may be of some assistance." TK pronounced, stepping out from behind the door. "I could try to... I don't know... compare the scent of the poison to something else that may have been used in it?" TK muttered. She wanted to help in any way. TK blinked. The poison may be deadly. They needed to act quickly.

TK took a few tentative steps forward and walked over to Asher, who was holding Gumi. TK's nose twitched as she could smell the poison in Gumi's breath. "It smells kind of... almondy... and... umm... Isn't that bad?" TK said. She didn't know very much about poisons, just that there was one in particular that smelled like almonds. However the name of it had slipped her out of her mind. She looked at Elly and Asher. "Do either of you know, because I can't remember which one smelled like almonds..."

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Sawyer put his palm to his forehead. He knew this was going to happen. How could he have been so stupid as to toss those bodies overboard and not check them?

"I, uh. Well, you see...I.." Sawyer didn't know how to say it. He didn't want people to know what had happened earlier. He had no choice though. Perhaps If there was enough time by the time they all arrived at Wernthall, they could get a remedy. Perhaps it wasn't even lethal though.

"Okay, so here's the deal." Sawyer started to tell Asher, Tamantha, and Elweise. "Grass head over here apparentely got in some bar fight earlier this morning." Sawyer pointed at the unconscious beauty laying on the cot. "She ruffed the guy up pretty well. There was a gang of them. I counted four. I went down to the bar after eves dropping on that kid and his Charr mate doin' some weird shit up in the crows nest. I needed a drink after hearing that weird stuff." Sawyer explained. "When i got to the bar area, there was this guy, big ass fella', sayin' it wasn't his fault the "Green Haired Whore" beat his ass. Now i don't think she's a whore or anything, so don't go thinking that. Okay, anyway. I started eves dropping on that guys conversation, cause that's what i do. I heard him mention on getting back at him. I laughed, he heard, he got in my face, i beat the shit of him. I told them to get off at the black city when we made port. Only, that was when i thought that was the first place we were making port. Little Captain Markus told me otherwise." Sawyer said the listeners. "That was the first time i went down there...." He waited for a response from everyone.

"After hearing Markus say we're making port at Wernthall, I kind of got worried. I went back down to deal with them. They showed up, swords blazing. They mentioned that the "Oaf" who I called their leader, poisoned her." Sawyer pointed again to Gumi. " Again, the pirates threatened me, and when the hell did we start letting pirates on the ship? Anyway, they threatened me and her again... But this time i made sure they wouldn't hurt me or...her...again."

Sawyer tilted his head down, and saw that the tips of his white sleeves were a little stained with red. He cross his hands behind his back so no one could see. At least he hoped no one did. He tilted his head back up.

"I didn't grab the poison from them when i was done with them though..." He waited for a response.