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Ko Jun Chan

"I wonder what my exhibit sign says? 18+ exhibit of death?" WIP

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a character in “Caged: Escape to Freedom”, as played by Forensic_Anthro

Description

Ko Jun Chan

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Age:
Unknown, but appears about 17.

Position:
Caged Wood Spirit

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Appearance:
Ko's human ancestors are very obviously Korean, as shown by his almond-shaped eyes and olive skin tone. Ko is very short; standing at a mere 5'2". Of course, he will always emphasize that he is actually 5'2.5" and will not hesitate to use his wakq abilities to bring a bit of misfortune upon anyone who calls him short. He has fluffy black hair which covers a small pair of horns. His eyes are dark brown, but at night they glow like there is a fire lit in them. He is always dressed in black long-sleeved shirts, black pants, and a thin pair of matching gloves. He is of a thin build; not muscular but not particularly lanky either.




Personality:
Ko Jun Chan always seems to be hungry. Of course, regular human food will only partially sate his hunger, as the Wood Spirit part of him caters to a different diet. His true hunger is for, let's call it, soul food. He is admittedly rather quiet, but will speak up when he has an opinion. He always avoids making eye contact or physical contact with people unless he dislikes them, as that is what brings misfortune or death down upon people. He seems to have a weird love for trees, and although he couldn't tell you a Yew from an Oak, he always seems to gravitate toward large, strong-looking trees, since the original Wood Spirits lived in large and powerful trees. He also has a love for tobacco and red feathers, though especially the former. Being given either of those items, however, will put someone highly into his favor.

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+ Tobacco
+ Red Feathers
+ Strong, powerful looking trees
+ Human food
+ Souls
+ Quiet
+ Sleeping
+ Fresh air
+ Nature

Dislikes:
X Children
X Loud noises
X Flashing lights
X Loud noises
X Cages
X Mirrors

Fears:
X Cages
X Killing someone he likes
X Being a captive forever
X His reflection
X Mirrors

Talents:
+ Dancing
+ Navigation, but only when there are trees around
+ Hiding
+ Controlling his powers, for the most part

Flaws:
X Fighting
X Overly trustful
X Naive
Weapons:
+ Wooden Bow and arrows




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Bio:
WIP





Other:
Being a Wood Spirit, he has wakq powers. Wood Spirits in particular have overabundant amounts of this power, to the point where if they even think of someone they can fall ill. If the gaze of a Wood Spirit falls upon someone they are destined to suffer a great misfortune, and should they see the Wood Spirit they will very likely die. To come in physical contact with one means almost certain death. Seeing one in a dream is also a prediction of an oncoming calamity, but to see these dreams comes at a great price.

Since Ko is only half Wood Spirit, he has much less wakq and thus can control it more easily. Although it takes some effort, he can look at and touch others and be looked upon by them without causing them misfortune or death. He also lacks the ability to bring calamity by thought alone and cannot bring prophetic dreams to others.

Theme song:
Hearts Under Fire [Remix] - Lea Luna

Collar description:
His collar looks like a simple, smooth wooden band around his neck, but the inside is splintered and rough, making any actions that require more than minimal effort painful to perform.

Cage:
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His mirror is made entirely of two-way mirrors, making it so although people on the outside can see him, he cannot see them.

So begins...

Ko Jun Chan's Story

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Ko Jun Chan

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Ko Jun Chan, or Ko as he was more commonly called, was sprawled across the smooth glass floor of his prison. Rolling over to get away from the portion he had warmed up, the Wood Spirit found himself on his back staring straight up at the ceiling and, well, his reflection. Flinching as he saw the crystal-clear doppelganger staring back at him, he reached a gloved hand to his neck and, with a wince, gingerly shifted the wooden collar around his neck.

Ko could tell that the people around his cage were not interested in his idleness. Although he could not see them, he still knew. Feeling the heat of the floor beneath him suddenly spike, he was on his feet in a flash. Hearing the sudden murmurs of attention from people on the other side of the glass as well as the familiar sound of Ariella playing a song, he began to dance. To describe the movements would be near impossible for humans, and any attempt to learn or replicate the dance would be futile. The routine was the only true Wood Spirit dance that Ko could bear to show to the outsiders surrounding his mirrored prison. Any others that he did were made up on the spot. Among the words that Ko could catch through the muffling effects of the glass, he heard such words as "elegant" or "wild." They were the same adjectives he heard every time he was made to dance. He could only imagine what they would say if he really put his soul into the movements instead of just dancing along like a puppet on a string.

By the time Ariella's song ended, Ko was dizzy from spinning and the dozens of reflections that continued to stare back at him. Dropping down into a sitting position, he closed his eyes and breathed deep. He was nauseous from it all. The forced dances, the people, the fear of everything around him, and especially the fact that he hadn't been permitted to actually see another living being since he had arrived. Sure, he'd been allowed to talk to people, but whenever he was allowed out of his prison or someone was let in, Ko was always blindfolded as a precautionary measure. They knew that he would use his powers to kill them if he was given the opportunity.

Ko's stomach rumbled as he thought of getting his hands on the souls of one of his captors. He had been nearly starved of the life-filled substance since he had been captured. They had discovered that without it he was weaker; his wakq abilities didn't seem as intimidating to them when he was practically begging them for scraps.

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Character Portrait: Ariella Character Portrait: Morrigain Alistair Character Portrait: Cole Sills Character Portrait: Ko Jun Chan

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ღ Ariella ღ
❤ To Love is To Destroy and to Be Loved is to be The One Destroyed. ❤



ImageAfter playing two more songs on her violin, Ariella flew up to her swing, putting her violin back inside the box. She then took a seat on the dangling swing, looking out at all the others trapped. There was Cole, swimming around her tank pretending to be happy like the rest of them had to do. Hearing a loud howl, then a agonizing scream, she turning her attention to another. It was Morrigain, or what most people call him Morgan, who seemed to have gotten shocked pretty bad as he pass out, seeing a thick black curtain came down and covered his glass cage. Poor Morrigain. Though he's a demon. He doesn't deserve this. None of us do... She sighed, no longer knowing what he was doing. She looked to Ko's prison, who seemed to be starving. There were pros and cons to his cage. Pro, he couldn't see anyone outside of it. Con, he had to stare at himself all the time. She shook her head, there were no pros to being locked up all the time.

Seeing Ko look hungry, made Aria feeling rather famished too. When were the staff suppose to feed them? No one came in the morning like they usually do. Thinking that there's nothing she could do about it, she folded her hand together lifting them up. She rested her thumbs on her nose, closed her eyes, and whispered "O Lord. Bless us trapped souls with nutrients to keep us stay strong and to help us to keep going." This was just a little prayer she made up on the spot, as she whispered, her wings glowed a low dark purple. But it seemed like the staff thought it was something else. She felt her collar beginning to buzz. Her eyes shot open and she lowered her hands, but it was too late. The collar shocked 20 Amps of voltage into her body, which would kill a human being, but since she isn't human she wouldn't die from it.

Ariella gripped the collar and let out a loud excruciating scream, causing her to fall backwards off the swing and slam on to the bottom of the cage. The shock only lasted seconds after she hit the bottom. She curled into a little ball, her eyes closed. She didn't dare open them to see the disgusting humans look at her. Why isn't He helping her. She was His creation, His daughter, and He isn't doing a damn thing for her.

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Character Portrait: Ariella Character Portrait: Morrigain Alistair Character Portrait: James Falcon Character Portrait: Kage Isiah Character Portrait: Elisabeth Sinclair Character Portrait: Ko Jun Chan Character Portrait: Maria Del Rosario Gutierrez

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James woke up from a dream where he met his brother, and not in a friendly manner. The dream did not make sense to him, considering the two siblings got along well in the past, before he became a pirate. Regardless, he had this dream for a while, now. The Captain wondered if this dream kept coming for a reason. This was not the time to dwell on it, though. He had to focus on finding a way to grab a hold of the exhibits, with no time to waist.

Waiting until he had everyone on deck, he relayed the pre-theft plan: everyone would go in disguise, leaving their weapons behind so that when the museum's security searches them, they would not find those items. It was a gamble, he realized this would not be like other guards they went passed. Those were top-notch security they were dealing with. The purpose for this part of the plan was simple: learn as much about the exhibits and the building as possible, so to come up with a solution to whatever obstacles there may be. For this, thoroughness was necessary.

James decided to go in disguise as a preacher visiting the Museum and went inside the building. He took in the details of how the guards were patrolling while pretending to be casually looking around. Soon enough, he eyes were set upon an angel who had just completed a song. Aren't these men and women who run the place worried her companions from the heavens will come looking for her? Keeping a holy messenger captive is kind of dangerous under certain circumstances. Then again, there are times when someone opposing God may look like an Angel, yet is not. I'll just have to be careful while speaking to this one after the success of the operation of taking her along with other supernatural beings. If she is for real, I will eventually release her.

Looking around for a member of staff to talk to, he found one and said, "Pardon me, sir, but what be the name of this angel?"

The guard glanced over to where James was pointing. "Oh. Her? I believe her name is Ariella."

Show time. Curtains open, begin act. "Well, not to sound in any way disrespectful to this museum, but why would a man or woman decide to capture and hold hostage one of God's messengers, knowing full well it could invite his wrath?"

The guard simply laughed. "Few people get to see one of these beauties up close or in action. by putting them on display, the world can know what a supernatural being does and plenty more."

James shook his head. "I doubt any such being is truly enjoying this, despite appearances." The guard became hesitant in how to respond, since most visitors do not typically question what goes in behind the scenes. This made James grin slightly while looking in the man's direction. Got him where I want him. "You hesitate to answer, I see. What, then, is making them display such a deceitful act?"

The Guard hesitates, again. After another moment, he clears his throat and whispers the answer so nobody else could hear. What James heard made him go wide eyed and nearly fall backwards, though he recovered in time so that was not the case. They're using the collars on their necks to torture them into the museum's bidding, and some are remote controlled? That would explain a lot. If my crew can find the keys and a manual to each collar, I can look into taking those off of them, when the time is right. I only hope we can pull it off.

The guard then laughed nervously. "But... you didn't hear it from me, okay? I don't want to lose this job." Witht hat, the man left.

James, while having his eyes face the ground, clenched his fist at the thought of what was revealed to him. It gave him another reason to take some of the supernatural beings away from the museum. Those bastards will not keep this angel for long. I swear, I will make sure of that. I will take her to the Blue Phoenix, assure her I mean no harm through my actions, then finally free her when it is time. I cannot tolerate this outrage against her. Even as he paced around to glance around at the rest of the section of the museum he was in, anyone could tell he had a fervent rage building up inside him at what was going on. Even the 'exhibits' could see it in his eyes; James would not let them go through such torture for eternity.

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Character Portrait: Ariella Character Portrait: Morrigain Alistair Character Portrait: Cole Sills Character Portrait: James Falcon Character Portrait: Kage Isiah Character Portrait: Elisabeth Sinclair Character Portrait: Ko Jun Chan Character Portrait: Maria Del Rosario Gutierrez

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Following her usual routine, Elisabeth Sinclair had been up for hours before the captain had called members of the crew over to explain the plan for scouting out the museum, the legends of which had tempted this crew into the harbor in hopes of doing what no other ship had succeeded in doing- stealing away with the living exhibits of the museum. The girl tends to rise with the sun in order to practice with her sword and make sure that everything is going well with the ship- someone has to, as Captain Falcon does not rise nearly as early as his first mate does. Along with everyone else, she had assembled to hear a plan she already knew about- being first mate, it's only natural that she should have had a glimpse of today's schedule already, after all. Elise crosses deceptively strong arms whilst he goes over the plan. Years of work have tanned her arms and made them strong and hard, just as they had calloused her hands and given her the experience to keep her cool in most situations- most really being the key word, unfortunately.

As always, Elise feels naked without her blades on her, but knows that she must leave them behind in order to sneak by undetected when she goes to scope out the premises. Thus, she carefully hides her precious swords and daggers away in her room, sharpened to perfection so that they cut ropes like butter. Elise's blades are some of the best cared for on the ship, because they serve her well and so she sees fit to return the favor to her old friends. Just as the rest of the crew does, she puts on the clothing of a different person- always an aggravating task for the girl, who dislikes wearing the skirts that are commonplace for the women of the land. For a moment, she considers saving herself the trouble and disguising as a man. She's not a little girl who can easily feign being a girlish looking boy anymore, though, and would likely be discovered in the act. So, she reluctantly dresses in a simple dress and combs her hair back before leaving the ship with the rest of the crew.

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A young woman, dressed to look of moderate wealth, walks casually about the facilities, pausing here and there as any normal visitor to this place might. Whereas she typically walks in silence, with a fierce look about her, Elise now has recomposed herself to make a bit of noise in her steps, and has relaxed her expression to the best of her ability, though the spark in her eyes cannot be completely removed, something hard-earned over her years- both on land and on sea. She stops before the cage that indicates it's resident to be a Wood Spirit- that resident currently dancing for the fascinated eyes of the crowd. She must stop herself from scowling at the spectacle- the young man, his face giving the appearance of hardly more than a boy, drops to a sitting position as soon as the dance has completed, looking sick.

Not that she can blame him, or any of these trapped creatures- if Elise was trapped in a place such as this, she would be in utter agony. Away from the open sky, the smell of salt water, and the freedom which she had worked hard to earn? That is a certain sort of hell, surely. When a few people begin calling to the boy to dance again, demanding he do so, she frowns and turns away, not wanting to watch this sickening scene any longer. "Distasteful," she mutters quietly, making sure that those around her can hear and, perhaps, reflect on their actions. Well, she's too cynical to hope for something like that to happen, to be honest.

The woman moves on to a tank of water, holding a mermaid within it's constraints. This is just as pitiful a creature- accustomed to the expansive ocean and then placed in a painfully small shadow of what she is likely used to. Elise watches her swim about, not looking up when she notices James walking past her, likely examining the rest of the exhibits. She makes no indication of recognition towards him at all, of course. Instead, she notices a guard making rounds and mentally notes the pattern, wondering how it changes for the night time.

Elise does not gather her information through speaking, but by observing and eavesdropping. She doesn't want to speak to people who work in this terrible place, and yet seem to feel nothing against it. She observes the mermaid for a little bit longer before continuing on, wanting to look at each exhibit. Next she finds herself, based on the direction he had come from earlier, where James once was- in front of the Angel and Demon, whose exhibits are rather near to each other. Elisabeth is not a religious person, really- that is to say, she believes, but that doesn't mean she has to like religion. Perhaps because she finds the hypocrisy in many of the 'Christians' so distasteful- hypocrisy she'd seen enough of growing up in a brothel, and then working with pirates.

While her expression remains passive, Elise's eyes betray sharp focus as she looks over the two, taking into mind all of the details of the cages. Kage will need to look over them and decide the best way to take them apart, she decides, knowing the younger crewmate to be gifted in mechanics and other such things.

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Character Portrait: Ariella Character Portrait: Morrigain Alistair Character Portrait: Cole Sills Character Portrait: James Falcon Character Portrait: Kage Isiah Character Portrait: Elisabeth Sinclair Character Portrait: Ko Jun Chan Character Portrait: Maria Del Rosario Gutierrez

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It wasn't long before the rest of the crew had joined on the deck, James explaining what they would be doing, going in disguises to check out the place before anything else. She listened to James with a wide smile, fidgeting from excitement. It might have been because she was a relativity new pirate but the girl always got excited whenever they were to go sneak in somewhere or fight or, in this case, go out in disguise. Rosy was a little wary herself about leaving behind her one form of protection, but normally Captain new what was best, so she left her dagger in her dresser as she changed into something that would allow her to blend in with the crowd. As she looked down at the dress she wore she couldn't help the giggle that escaped from her as she twirled around. When she left the ship with the rest of the crew, Rosy preoccupied herself with combing her fingers trough her hair.




After making sure that she wasn't trailing too far behind or too close to the others, Rosy finally made it into the museum. All excitement she felt dropped into the pit of her stomach like a cinder block as she saw the 'exhibits'. They were trapped, being treated like animals in a zoo. Rosy clenched her jaw, eyebrow's furrowing in discontent. And she didn't really realize what she was doing until a man stopped her, "Excuse me miss? Are you upset about something?" The first panicked thought that ran through her mind was 'Crap, he knows, he knows!' But as she looked but at the man she gave a sheepish smile, "Oh, no, no... Well, yes, I mean, my brother was being rude to me and he called me a pig!" Rosy paused, wiping her eyes a little, "I was just trying to enjoy my day and he called me that! Do you think I'm a pig?" She looked up to the man, fake tears filling her eyes as she looked to the man who was struggling slightly for an answer, "No, of course not! You are a very pretty girl!" Rosy smiled to the man, easily wiping away her tears, not quite sure what else to do. "Well, enjoy your day!" was all she said as she quickly walked away, leaving behind a rather confused man.

That reminded her, she really should veil her true emotions better. When she stopped walking, finally assured that the man was not coming after her, she was in front of the cage of the Wood Spirit. Despite her feelings of the cages she really couldn't help but look in awe at his dance. Her mouth hung open and her eyes lit up like those of a child. Rosy instantly felt a pang of concern as he fell to the floor right after his dance. He seemed exhausted. She stood there, staring at the Wood Spirit as some of the other visitors began making there way to the other supernaturals' cages. Rosy stared intently, raising her hand and resting it against the cool glass of the cage, actually really tempted to tap the glass to see if he would acknowledge her.

Rosy didn't even notice the security guard that came up to her, grasping her wrist in a tight grip, pulling it back, as a gruff voice spoke, "Miss, there's no touching the cages." The girl couldn't help but let out a short shriek at the sudden appearance of the man, some heads turning their way. As she turned to the man she blushed deeply, "I'm sorry." she quickly said, trying to subtly pull her hand out of his grasp. The security sighed, "Just don't let it happen again, okay miss?" Rosy quickly nodded, thoroughly embarrassed. She wandered away from the Wood Spirit, towards the angel, bypassing the demon and mermaid. Her mother had told her more than enough stories to make her want to keep her distance from those two. Rosy was always warned by her mother not to go too far out into the sea or a mermaid would drag you down and drown you, and that if she did anything bad that demons would go after her. Oh but she had always heard good stories about angels. But the girl couldn't quite see the angel as the other visitors stood in her way. Rather than go look at the other exhibits, she opted for wandering around, avoiding those supernatural beings that scared her.

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Character Portrait: Ariella Character Portrait: Morrigain Alistair Character Portrait: Cole Sills Character Portrait: James Falcon Character Portrait: Kage Isiah Character Portrait: Elisabeth Sinclair Character Portrait: Ko Jun Chan Character Portrait: Maria Del Rosario Gutierrez

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ღ Ariella ღ
❤ To Love is To Destroy and to Be Loved is to be The One Destroyed. ❤



ImageAfter about a good half hour of laying on the floor, Ariella felt an oncoming buzz from the collar. That instantly made her shoot up to her swing, gripping one of the poles that kept the swing up. The buzzing seemed to lessen, then went away. Good. If she had gotten another shock as bad as the last one, she would of passed out for sure. As she was standing, she felt something trickle down her throat. Raising her hand to her collarbone, she withdrew her hand and saw that her fingertips were wet with blood. Crap. If she were to get another white dress stained, she'd have it. Opening up her box, she moved her instruments around, finding four different cloths. One of each of her three instruments and the fourth one for such occasions. It was a red spattered white cloth, used for only stopping herself from bleeding on her clothes. She had no idea why the staff insisted that she wears white.

Once the bleeding subsided, Aria put the cloth back into the box and took a seat on her swing. She huffed, crossing her slender arms over she chest and decided to just people watch. After all, there wasn't much to do. She had the choice of singing, playing one of her instruments, dancing (which honestly she is horrible at), or watch people up on her swing. She already sang, danced, and played her violin. Her only other choice was to sit quietly on her swing so everyone can 'admire' her. While she watched the stuck-up pricks who entered the second floor and would stare at each of the cages for a time being then move onto the next. What really caught the girl's attention was three, maybe four, people. They all arrived at different times, but when each one came in, she could tell that they weren't like most of the humans here. They had a rather strange aura about them. Most people Aria could sense that they're arrogant and selfish, while these four humans had a more virtuous aura.

The first person with the aura walked in and went straight to the Angel's cage. It was a slightly abnormal looking man, not as classy as the other humans. He was talking to one of the guards. She really didn't pay any attention to what they were talking about until she heard her name being mentioned. She jumped off her swing, landing on the bottom of the cage as light as a feather. She leaned forwards to listen, all she got was something to do with God's messengers and His wrath, she didn't get all of it because the guards laughed and caused her to take a step back. Now the guard was saying something about people getting to see these beauties and by putting them on display, the world can know about them.

Hearing this made Ariella glare at the guard, then the strange man said "I doubt any such being is truly enjoying this, despite appearances." There was a short pause before he spoke again "You hesitate to answer, I see. What, then, is making them display such a deceitful act?" Ah, so this is why the Angel had sensed some good in him. The guard them had whispered something to the man, but it was too quiet to hear. Once that was said, the guard left and soon after the man did as well. He seemed to be quite mad for some reason, maybe it was what the guard had whispered to him?

The next one was a woman, she was standing over at Ko's mirror prison for a while before coming over to Aria's cage. She couldn't tell why she had detected this peculiar from this woman, but if she was anything like the man from before, than she knew that there were some humans who knew right from wrong. The woman seemed to be very focused on two cages. Ariella's and Morrigain's, which sort of made sense, since they were the complete opposite of each other. A demon and an angel, trapped in a cage just a few feet away from each other.

The Last person Aria could identify was a rather young looking girl, who seemed quite discontent from the moment she walked in. A man had came up to her and they chatted for a bit, before the girl strolled off. The first thing the girl did was stop by Ko's prison, watching him dance around. She appeared to be memorized by Ko, until one of the guards came up to her and grasped her wrist. Oh, looks like she got into trouble.
Once the girl was free from the guard's hold, she wandered off, passing Morrigain and Cole like they weren't there. When she reached Aria's cage, it looked as if the girl couldn't see her as there were many others in front of her. Within minutes, the girl roamed around.

There was a fourth, but it seemed like Ariella couldn't detect who it was. She shrugged, flying back up to her swing. She was growing tiresome and very hungry. She wished the museum would close soon so she could get something to eat and go to sleep afterwards.

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Ko Jun Chan

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After having been made to dance several more times throughout the course of the day, Ko was relieved to hear that the museum was closing for the night. Within ten minutes or so, a slot in the cage was opened and a blindfold was tossed in. Sluggishly reaching for the thick fabric, he knotted it over his eyes and stood up unsteadily. Hearing the prison door slide open, he stood stark still as he felt the tip of a taser touch his back threateningly as a leash was attached to his collar.

The trip to the elevator and the bath was precarious as usual; being blindfolded, Ko couldn't keep his balance as easily. When he finally reached the bath, he sighed as he stripped and stumbled into the water. The taser was still poised against his skin threateningly in case the Wood Spirit tried anything. Prior experience told Ko that they wouldn't hesitate to shock him if he rose their suspicions in the least. The nightly bathings were always a test to his patience and concentration; he had to be careful not to let his powers harm any of the employees touching him lest he be shocked.

After a fast, rough scrubbing, his hair and horns were quickly washed and then he was directed out of the water, dried, and dressed in an outfit nearly identical to the prior one. For a moment he luxuriated in the fresh, soft fabric before he was tugged along back up to his cage. Stumbling inside, he sat down impatiently until he heard a plate of food slide into the cage. Tearing off the blindfold, he chucked it back over to the corner by the door and dug into the bread and soup. It wasn't exactly what he wanted, but it was better than starving to death. By the time he finished off his food and drink, he was yawning. Snuggling against one of the glass walls, he heard someone call lights out, and that's about as long as he was awake for.

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Character Portrait: Ariella Character Portrait: Morrigain Alistair Character Portrait: Cole Sills Character Portrait: James Falcon Character Portrait: Kage Isiah Character Portrait: Elisabeth Sinclair Character Portrait: Ko Jun Chan Character Portrait: Maria Del Rosario Gutierrez

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James Falcon

From on the deck of the Blue Phoenix, James could see the lights to the museum were out, meaning it was perfect for the plan to execute. He just needed to inform the crew of what to do. A promise is a promise, after all. In order for any of the other supernatural beings to be liberated, he had to be the one to break the glass to Morrigain's cell. He could not trust anyone else to do it, not even Elise. It was only fair that he bare the brunt of whatever trap lay ahead, if any. He was not called "Crazy Falcon" without a good reason, and he was used to that nickname, by now, often saying that if he were not at least somewhat insane, many of his plans would not have worked so well in the past.

With all the crew members on deck, he finally gave details on the scenario to them, which went as follows:

"All right, everyone is accounted for, so here's the plan: A demon named Morrigain says he knows how to get the others out of the museum, but the catch is, he asks that he be freed first. It is a gamble, but it is a risk we will have to take. As you all know, by now, I am not one to sit on the sidelines. As such, I will be the one to crack the glass to his cell. Nobody heads to the others until I give the signal saying it is okay to come down. I have pickpocketed a map to the museum from one of the more drunk guards, which shows that we can sneak in through the ventilation. Getting out with the supernaturals will be no small feat. There will most likely be guards patrolling the area, inside and out of the building. The direct approach would have us killed for certain, so either keep your distance from them, or silently knock them out then get the heck out of dodge before they spot you. All the guards must be taken care of, or diverted elsewhere before we do anything else. Morrigain could provide the distraction we need, should all else fail. If he can do what he boasts about, things could either run smoothly or go terribly wrong. Again, it is a gamble, but we have no choice on the matter.

Elise, you and Maria handle the guards that are outside. Maria will provide the distraction you need to catch them offguard and take 'em down in in isolated area. Kage, you're coming with me inside the building. I could use your mechanical expertise to deal with the cages holding the supernatural folk. Wait until I crack the demon's cell and give the signal before you come in and handle the other cages. Approach only those that are left unattended until every guard in the building is knocked out cold. I'll keep them busy trying to find me." Once he made everyone aware of the signals he would give for certain situations, he concluded with, "Okay, once we're all ready, let's move out."

James hated bringing his pistol, saber, and rifle along, yet if anything were to go wrong due to Morrigain going back on his word, resulting in the crew going down, the Captain resolved to take him with them. He merely hoped it would not be the case. While Maria and Elise dealt with the guards outside, James stealthily entered the ventilation system, making sure Kage followed close behind. The Captain knew where to go and silently opened the ventilation shaft in front, where the intended destination was. In plain view were the cages to both Ariella and Morrigain. The hard part: diverting the guards away from that area.

His firearms would make far too much noise if used, which would give away his position. Instead, he resorted to a device he found on the ship earlier which was remote controlled. Using the controls, he levitated the small crystal ball to where the guards were, then turned the lights inside on which gave the illusion of a supernatural element. The deception was made complete with ghostly sounds to scare the guards like crazy. James decided to have a little fun with it by making the deceptive crystal ball chase those men until they've been tired out to where they would not be a problem if they tried anything. After that, he had stay in levitation somewhere away from the ventilation shaft.

Setting the remote down in the ventilation, James proceeded to quietly land between Ariella and Morrigain. No tricks, now, buddy. Any sudden moves that threaten to bring my crew down, and I'll be taking you with us. Do not make the mistake of thinking I would not proceed with vengeance against a supernatural if he or she harms anyone I care about. Those thoughts in mind, James brought out a nail and hammer, placing the mail on the glass before gently using the hammer to emplace the nail firmly into the glass before pounding harder with his hand out of the way. The resulting cracks would be enough for Morrigain o come out, and once he was sure the demon was going to uphold his promise, and that the guards did not see him as he made his agile move away from their sight and onto one of the gargoyles installed in the room with the help of a few gadgets, he gave the signal for Kage to go to the other cages after the guards left to try to find the demon and the one who set him free.

Now that the demon was freed first, he was now able to provide a distraction so Kage could deal with the cages with the other supernatural beings. How the Captain executed this distraction was with a combination of silent takedowns and confusing the guards with pebbles thrown to get them to move in the direction they landed. All this was possible thanks to his agility and the tools which enabled him to move from gargoyle to gargoyle.

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All the commotion in the museum woke Ko up immediately. People were yelling, there were crashing noises, and gunfire. The latter especially made him flinch since he didn't like the harsh, loud noises. Sitting up in the corner of the cage he had fallen asleep in, he tugged nervously at the ends of his sleeves, nervous because he couldn't see what was going on. Were the others escaping? Were they leaving him behind? Would they risk taking him with them when he had the potential to kill them all? Well, maybe not the angel. He wasn't sure how that bit worked, or even if his wakq powers would be strong against the other supernaturals. They would probably be strong against the mermaid, but maybe not against the angel and demon, he presumed. Not that he'd actually seen any of them before. Hell, he didn't know if they were even still exhibits in the museum. They could have died or been sold off or let go weeks ago for all Ko could tell; the possibilities were endless.

Shaking his head to free himself from his thoughts momentarily, he edged toward the front of his prison and rapped lightly on the mirror. "H-hello? Is anyone there? What's going on?" he paused there, hoping yet fearful for a response.

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[Colab between Naga's Shadow & Forensic_Anthro]




ImageMorgan walked slowly up to Ko's cage. Despite being a demon, he knew how dangerous wood spirits could be. Not to him directly, per say, but still. It didn't help that Morgan was wounded. He sighed, placing his hands against the glass. His right hand left a dark smear of blood. The cage was alot like his own, which meant that opening it would be no easy task. He walked around it, and finally gave up. He had to break the glass. He cursed and growled under his breath. The night was becoming more tedius than he'd intended. Still, he couldn't save the other two and leave the third behind.

Morgan shifted into his demon form, to give himself more room for error. It took him almost a full minuet, but he finally managed to break down one of the glass sides. He could see Ko sitting over in the corner. The demon reverted to his human form, wincing as his shouder throbbed. "Well, come on, we don't have all day. Ariella and Cole are already out, now it's your turn, kid."

The sound of the glass shattering startled Ko. His first instinct was to look over at the intruder, eyes wide as his gaze met the demon. Not having restrained his wakq, he would have stolen the demon's soul if he had had one. However, since he was not, Ko breathed a sigh of combined frustration and relief. As hungry as he was, he didn't want to kill any of the other exhibits.

Tugging anxiously at his sleeves, he meekly stood up and made his way across the broken glass that now filled his exhibit. When his feet touched the floor outside, relief flooded him.

"Thank you." he touched the demon's uninjured shoulder lightly with a gloved hand. "I'm not sure how I am a 'kid,' though. I'm plenty old, myself. Anyway, you said something about leaving, yes?"

Morgan felt something pull at him. The Wood Spirit's Wakq, perhaps? Morgan grinned slightly. "Sorry, to me you're a kid, you sure as hell look like one, don't matter how old you are. And sorry again, got nothing for you to...take." He wasn't quite sure how to phrase it. Did he actually eat souls? Morgan shook his head slightly, now wasn't the time to be thinking about this.

He flinched visibly when Ko touched his shoulder. "Sorry, I don't like people touching me." He muttered, and nodded when the spirit asked about leaving. "A group of pirates are breaking us out. Follow me, kid."

The two of them somehow, miraculously, managed to get out of the muesum without incident. Morgan looked around, and then gave a short whistle. Uthri and Theroj both came shooting out of nowhere, and straight up to their master, one perching on each shoulder. "Mobi wux jiil re. Nymuer ve. Si tuor wux jiil ekess nakta nomenoi fogah tokeq. Si tepoha creolnali si rigluin ekess tir shafaer sia kurjh. Zexenuma mrith Cole vur Ariella. Si mi jaunus Ko shilta jehli jaciar. Si geou confn spical lae soon lae si shilta. Gethrisj shafaer, jaka."**

Theroj flew off directly, landing on the rim of Cole's make-shift tank, but Uthri hesitated, the small dragon unwilling. Morgan spoke slightly more harsh to the dragon. "Gethisj! Ariella geou rigluin wux."^

Reluctantly, the dragn returned to the Angel's side, and Morgan stripped off his jacket. His bullet wound was bleeding profusely, the blood running down in dark red rivers over his arm, but he paid it little heed. He had to focus, and the pain helped him do that. He reached out to the Captian's mind.

"Listen, get your men out of there. I've gotten all the others out, they'll be waiting out here for you. Don't wait on me, I'll catch up to you. There's something I have to do, and it has to be alone. I just need you to get the others out of here. So move it."

Mogan glanced at the other three, speaking breifly. "Listen, the captian and his crew should be out here soon. Go with them, they'll get you off this godforesaken rock. Don't wait on me, I'll catch up in due time. I'm not going anywhere without my staff, I'm going back in there." As usual, the demon didn't wait for an answer or protest, but instead ran off, switching forms as he did so.





**"There you two are. Hear me. I want you two to keep these three safe. I have something I need to do on my own. Stay with Cole and Ariella. I am sure Ko can handle himself. I will come back as soon as I can. Go on, now."

^"Go! Ariella will need you."

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❤ To Love is To Destroy and to Be Loved is to be The One Destroyed. ❤




ImageAs Uthri, the shadow dragon, came out of the hiding spot, Ariella poked her head out of the bushed. Morrigain was standing a bit away, having Uthri and another shadow dragon perched on his shoulders. Knowing it was safe to show herself, she stood up and left her place in between the bushed. She brushed the dirt and leaves, that collected on the white robe, off.

Aria looked at Morgan, to see that the other dragon flew off to Cole's tank, which looked black and not solid at all. It was surprising to see that the water held like it would in a hard solid container. She then noticed Uthri seemed oppose to go back over to her. That is, until Morgan spoke to it in a harsh strange language.

The dragon soon came back to the Angel's side, somehow loathing her presence. "You don't like me, do you?" She asked Uthri, shrugging slightly. It can't be helped. The dragon is made from dark powers, while she was created from Heavenly powers. Yeah. He doesn't like me..

Soon enough, Ariella noticed Morgan's shoulder bleeding. There was a bullet wound and blood was all down his arm. She stepped closer to him, but he looked at the three and spoke quickly. "Listen, the captain and his crew should be out here soon. Go with them, they'll get you off this godforsaken rock. Don't wait on me, I'll catch up in due time. I'm not going anywhere without my staff, I'm going back in there."

"Wait! Morrigain! Let me at least..." She shouted after him. "Heal you..." Sighing, he had already shifted into his demon form and ran off back to the Museum.

Ariella turned to the other two. She knew she had an extra dress folded in her box, she just needed someone to undo the robe for her. Cole was probably the better choice than Ko. So she walked over to the mermaid's new tank. "Hey Cole. Can I ask you a favor?" She waited for the girl to replay, then continued. "You see, this robe is constricting my wings. It's like enchanted or something, so I can't take it off. I need someone else to do it for me. So would you mind helping me with it?" She asked, having somewhat of a pleading look on her face.

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ImageOnce Cole helped with the robe situation, Ariella opened up her little wooden box. Inside were her three music instruments, four pieces of cloth, and an extra light pink dress. Pink wasn't really her favorite color, but it was the only thing she could wear at the moment. So, she put on the dress and unfurled her wings out some, about the same amount she would back in her cage. The relieved some of the irritating pain in her back, but not all of it. The collar, still around her neck, made it difficult for her to fully let her wings expand.

A minute or two later, where was four dark silhouettes running towards the three in the near distance. Aria, not knowing who they were, was on high guard. But as they got closer, she sensed the sad aura that she felt back in the Museum earlier that day. "Don't worry guys. They're here to help us….I hope." She told the other two, as the silhouettes turned into detailed people. Acting very confident in her approach, she walked up to the four strangers, arms crossed over her chest. "Morrigain told us to go with you. That you'll take us away from this place." She took a deep breath, letting it out, before continuing. "So. Bring us to where we'll be able to leave this stupid place."

Soon enough everyone, the four pirates and the three supernaturals, were aboard a large ship. The ship was pretty large from just looking at it on the outside, but now standing on the deck of the she it seemed much bigger. The gentle sounds of waves crashing against the sides of the ship and the heavy smell of salt in the air, made the atmosphere seem all the more relaxing.

Out of the four pirates, the oldest male seemed to be the Captain. His only comment of the raid at the Museum was his bullet wound in the shoulder. At first, no one seemed to either notice or care or say anything about it. It was silence that filled the air. The crew seemed to be waiting for the Captain to give further instructions, while the supernaturals had no clue what to do at this point. Finally, someone seemed to speak up. "You should allow one of us to look at it for you- besides, we need to be in top shape with the new members we are bringing onto the ship," It was one of the females, most likely the older one, the other girl didn't seem the type to speak up.

Ariella was going to suggest that she could easily heal the wound, but she'd need this godforsaken collar off for her to do so. As if on cue, the younger man went over to her. "Well, uh, miss...shall we get started? I'll be in charge of getting those wonderful fashion accessories off of the three of you. It's my understanding the Demon already has his off, if he comes back at all."

The angel looked at the boy, from head to toe and back. He seemed alright, not trustworthy, but alright. "You know how to get these off us?" She tried to not sound overjoyed. "And yes, Morrigain already has his collar off. And I bet by tomorrow he'll on this ship by tomorrow." Her arms were crossed over her chest again. They didn't understand, just because Morgan was a demon, doesn't mean his evil. She knows that now, still feeling horrible that she was afraid to even touch him back at the Museum when he was there to save her.

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Maria's and Elizabeth's routine for distract and take-out worked. In no time the guards who came outside were quickly taken care of. The only sort of injury Maria got were a few bruises on her arms from when some guards gripped her wrist. Luckily Elise was were to knock them out and release her. She didn't have it bad nor did Elise, though she had a few shallow gashed on her arms.

Without realizing it, the Captain had come running out of the Museum with Kage. It was only when Captain James told the two that it was time to go. They first needed to retrieve three of the four supernaturals and lead them back to the ship. Once the three were with the crew, they headed to the ship.

Back aboard the Blue Phoenix, Maria felt more relaxed, but not too relaxed. Captain James told everyone that he had gotten wounded in the shoulder by a gun shot. "I've been through worse than this." This made the girl a bit worried some, as the thought of it getting infected and worse before being treated filled her mind.

To make matters worse, the girl felt a bit unease by the fact that there were three supernaturals on their ship. Two of which could possibly kill someone. She was somewhat glad that the demon wasn't aboard, at least not yet. She stood close to the angel, but not too close. The angel seemed the nicest and she had always heard good stories about them. While on the other hand, the stories she heard about mermaids always ended with a poor soul being drowned by these creatures. And the wood spirit's stories were terrifying, one look and you could be dead in seconds.

Upon hearing Elise tell the Captain to treat his wound as everyone needed to be in the best shape having the three supernaturals on board, she spoke up "I agree, you shouldn't think lightly of your injury. Especially since we now have these three with us."