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Tinkerton Puck

"Anything I can do to help."

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a character in “Lucid Dreamers: Revolution”, as played by RacoonMoon()

Description

Character Sheet:
Name: Tinkerbolt Puck
Age: 15
Role: the messenger
Appearance: Measuring at 5 inches and 7lbs, Tinkerton is all skin and bones. He has two sets of wings that poke through his brown aviators jacket, 
one feathered pair to focus on flapping and a thinner pair to steer. His top wing is dressed in transparent feathers while his bottom set is equally transparent. He has spiky white hair often pushed down by a flying helmet with goggles (all made from natural materials). He was born naturally pale which earned him the nickname ghost. 

Weapons: weapons aren't made small enough for practical fairy usage so he doesn't carry anything big. The weapons he does have are homemade from sharpened sticks or small rocks. His best weapon is a sharpened birch wood dagger that hurts like a bee sting. 
He keeps a large arsenal of magic about him, most of which pertaining to illusion making. 

Skills, Abilities, and Hobbies: Being a fairy Tink has the ability to fly which is pretty essential in being a messenger.      
When flying though his magical energy is greatly decreased because his flight is powered from the same source. The electric blue aura he produces when flying is residue of the spent magical energy. There is litlle magical energy trapped inside his small body so the only form of magic he knows cost very little energy at all. Tink is skilled in crafting illusions of all shapes and sizes if he studies the subject enough. These illusions are increasingly realistic depending on how much energy he puts into them. The fatal flaw of his every illusion is that as soon as someone touches them they disappear. He is an expert in weather interpretation, as well as navigation to help make him a great navigator. 
Tink doesn't have many hobbies to himself but he usually likes to participate in what he sees others doing. Though he comes off nosy and possibly pestersome he always does so with good intentions. During free time when no one needs help he finally retires to his own devices. He has challenged himself with making a pedal powered zeppelin though it still measures only about half the size of a large adult sleeping bag.

Personality: Tink is a people pleaser. It means everything to him to be in someone's favor and he never likes to have enemies. He understands that some people have to be enemies, Getsus for example, but he doesn't leave someone an enemy if he can help it. Next he takes his role as messenger very seriously. He is very responsible and will do everything possible to complete a task once he gives his word that he'll do it. His desire to stay on people's good side results in him being very gullible at the best of times.
History: When Getsus initially started to take over the IDD the fairies had no intention of joining. After all they that Getsus had no way of hurting them. The fairies were nomadic and whatever home they did have were far too remote or well hidden for Getsus to get to. And their ability to fly was far better than Getsus' Zeppelins. Most fairies already took great joy out of chaos so they actually enjoyed seeing the other races being destroyed.

Then came Leon Puck; the first fairy in their history to have even a scrap of morals. Leon couldn't stand to stand by as someone else caused chaos so he made his goal to stop getsus. At least from causing disorder, that was a fairy job. By being the only one with a problem he had a hard time finding people to join his cause. He was ridiculed for his morals until he came up with the idea to give them a demonstration of what it would be like if the destruction befell them. He moved on to one of their biggest cities and used his magic it make it look as if getus's forces were ransacking the city. The forces were all illusions but that did not stop the feeling being expressed through the entire species. He was banished for his actions but his thought's were unchanged. He decided that if he couldn't stop Getsus's chaos, he would just have to join him and make it worthy of a fairy. Leon led him to every fairy city, camp, and route until there was nothing left of the fairy civilization.

The fairies moved on to be little more than vermin in Getsus' paradise and struggled to survive. About fours years into the sentence they learned that Leon had a son; our Tinkerton Puck. No fairy had forgotten Leon's actions so they figured that it would a like-father-like-son scenario and were determined to stop it. They put magical barriers over the majority of Tink's magic so that he barely had enough to fly. Next they thought that Leon must have kept many of his most sinister emotions hidden so they in turn altered his glow (which was peculiar since they had long since lost their own) to express his every emotion. Lastly they had a mentor watching him constantly to at least try and keep him on track.

The mentor did his job and Tink grew up with morals stronger than his father but in a positive direction this time. He was kind, thoughtful, and intelligent but still he didn't seem to be accepted by the other fairies. he was judged sternly and punished far more severely than the other fairy children. He had to pester his mentor a lot before he finally admitted that they didn't want him to be like his father. That started the only time he had purposely done anything bad with the fairies. When he was meant to be sleeping he would practice illusions. He saw that if he was to denounce his father he would have to purify the art his father disgraced. Then he would sneak off and practice flying for increasing distances and heights. It was during one of these expeditions that he ran into a freedom fighter messenger who was carrying back an important message about Getsus' movements. The messenger was killed by his pursuers but not before he passed the message on to a shaken Tink. Tink was deciding what he should do with the message when he was met by his mentor and the rest of the fairy population. They of course jumped to the worst of conclusions and figured he had been working for Getsus and killed the messenger himself. Tink was sentenced to death by wing amputation; a slow, agonizing and greatly humiliating death. When the execution came, Tink went into a frenzy and created every fairy predator in a state of rage. Hawks, Pixies by the dozen, elementals (to name a few) succeeded in scaring everything senseless and helped Tink escape. Before leaving the fairies forever he vowed to every single one of them that he would be nothing like his father, that he would save them from their life as vermin, that he would re-glorify the art of illusions.

Tink continue to deliver the departed messenger's message to the freedom fighters along with many more.

So begins...

Tinkerton Puck's Story

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Tinkerton yawned as he woke up in the unfamiliar place. "Where am I?" he muttered to himself not really expecting an answer. He stretched an arm to the side of him and ran his fingers across the hard surface. He pushed himself up in surprise as he felt a cold cave floor beneath his fingers. What the heck am i doing in a cave He thought scrunching up his face as he considered the possibilities. Maybe he was back with his flock under Getsus Paradise. No it was much too dark unless the entire flock had decided to walk today. The next thought that he'd been captured eliminated every thought of sleep. He quickly gathered himself from the ground and took a clear look around himself. He looked like he was hidden in the space between a few foot high boulders and the cave wall. He breathed a sigh of relief at knowing Getsus hadn't captured him. Yet he told himself to remind himself he couldn't be too cocky.
Stretching his wings before jumping into the air he got a closer look at the rest of the cave. The overall cave was much better than his hiding place. The walls of the cave appeared to be finely polished stone engraved with various symbols. Tink couldn't recognize any of the symbols himself but he could feel every one radiating magical energy. Towards the center of the room lay a large purple stone that seemed to give off more energy than the rest of the room. Flying closer to it, he saw that it had been pushed aside to reveal another room under the main surface of the cave. He thought about flying away back to his home with the freedom fighters but curiosity won him over and he entered the room. This room was much more extravagant than the last one with various painting on the wall to surround even more symbols. In the center of the room was a red crystal structure resembling a bed of some kind. Flying over to the bed he could tell by it's warmth that it had been recently slept in. Wait a minute he muttered to hiself before darting up the hole and out the cave entrance. Shielding his eyes with his hand, he looked up at the blue solar eclipse blazing high in the sky.
"Oh dear!" He muttered to himself running both hands through his hair. All of his memory of why he was here returned to him in a flash. He had come here much earlier because he wanted to see if there was any truth to the prophecy. He had found this chamber many years before when he trying his hand at map-making and had since learned most of this chambers history. And now he had probably missed one of it's greatest moments. "Oh dear, dear, dear." He reiterated to himself while pacing back and forth. This was big. Probably the biggest thing that had happened in a while.
"Deep breaths, Tink. Deep breaths." He muttered trying to regain his composure. "Okay two options. I can go looking for this chosen or I can head back to camp and tell Artaxes." he thought out loud as usual. He never came to a decision but instead started searching around the cave for where the chosen one had gone.

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Cassidy Pyro SaintClaire


Cassidy Pyro SaintClaire heard a bunch of 'oh dears' and she looked at the young fairy like male with knowing eyes she stood and jumped from tree branch to tree branch on the tall oak tree. She didn't say a word but her eagle eye told her that she would cross paths soon with the young fair or pixie like male. He seemed to need assistance.


Connor Pyrogen


Connor was waited in the tunnel for the other two to awaken. and come there. He would then take the two newly awakened chosen ones and find the two already awakened chosen ones.

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The sound of rustling branches stopped Tink's chant. Coming down an oak tree towards him was an oddly dressed girl. In all his time of visiting the chamber he had never seen anyone around. Could this person have been sent by Getsus to take the chosen one? Did Getsus know about the chosen ones? he thought looking at her with a literally a new light. His aura tinged green with curiosity as he looked the girl more closely. She is definitely dressed ready for battle he thought looking at her armor and weapons. If that was the case he would certainly have to hurry. He himself was no protector. He stood at a measly 5 in, the only armor he had was his leather jacket, and he had no weapons on him.
Then he thought that she might be the chosen one. Either way he wouldn't be able to tell from this distance. He quickly put a small illusion around himself (changing his flowing white hair to a spiky auburn, his clothes to iron armor, and his wings to bat wings) and flew up to the girl.
He hovered across from the girl for a moment and when she didn't attack closer to look her over. He muttered different comments as he looked her over but soon realized he had no idea what he was looking for. He flew back to what he deemed a safe distance and looked at her again through scrunched eyes. He put a little more power into the illusion to compensate for the distance. After a silent moment he said "My name is Aero Pozi," he started picking a name at random. "Who might you be?" he said trying to see if he could get some clue as to if she was the chosen one.

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Cassidy watched the little pixie's actions. "Your lying." She said bluntly. The way his aura twinged in color when he said his name told her so. She turned and dropped from one tree branch to the other showing him she had no time for one who lies. She really hated when someone lied to her. She landed on the ground and began to stretch and make her way through the forest her strides long and graceful making her walk look more like a dance then anything. As she walked her hips swayed lightly to the left and right. Her long curly brown hair thrown over her shoulder blew slightly in the wind until she put her hood up. She quickly made her way through the forest to a odd camp like area. She saw a tree that had a carving on it that read: Freedom Fighters. She shrugged not viewing it as anything but odd as she walked into the area. She saw a Koala male and a red haired girl and then she saw a male that was obviously the leader by the way the rest looked at him. Cassidy hide in the shadows staying low to the ground as she watched the scene.

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"Your lying." She said bluntly. Tink didn't bother to denying it. She sounded so sure that she would have convinced him even if he wasn't lying. He felt his eyes widen at the accusation and even further as she hopped away. Due to the curse his flock had given him at birth, his every emotion was broadcast by his aura. Just a side-effect of being puck's descendant. But even so, people weren't usually able to catch on so quickly. He didn't think that any of Getsus's soldiers were smart enough to notice and that left only one conclusion.
Turning on the spot he darted in her direction. She was on the ground now and had set a fast pace. Tink tailed her from the treetops while he thought of something to say in apology.
He didn't notice when he left the cover of the trees but instead found himself hovering high above the freedom fighter camp. He looked down to see K and piper arguing by K's tent. If it was like any of their other arguments something was wrong with Piper's arm and she had come to K. Naut to fix it. If only it that easy. Artaxes sat in the middle of the camp surveying his small band of troops. Even smaller with him and Solomon gone.
Stay focused he grunted to himself and looked around the camp for the girl. There on the edges, she sat watching the camp. Doing his best to dampen his glow he travelled down and landed beside her.
"Sorry about before. I just wasnt sure if you were working for getsus or not." he said talking to himself as much as her. He realized that he still had up the illusion and immediately terminated it. His previously tough form transform into his mundanely weak one.
"Tinkerton Puck. Messenger of the Freedom fighters." he said extending a good natured hand forward. When he realized she was far too big to grab his hand he brought it slowly back to his side. He wasn't really sure what to do next. If he were to bow it could be too formal not to mention it would leave him open if she wanted to attack him. He could salute but would that be disloyal to the freedom fighters? Would it be disrespectful if he did nothing at all? Oh decisions, decisions.
He stood there awkwardly trying to come up with one.

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Axe awoke with a grown as he threw himself out of his bed. He scratched his head as was greeted by a somewhat squeaky voice. "Good morning Axe-kun" The cat named happy said as it jumped into his head. "We got a lot of work to do today, you also got a letter from Megness-sama"! At this Axe started to pay attention.

"That dame old man send never sends me a letter" he said as he went over to his desk witch was covered by reports and maps. In the middle of the mess was a white envelope with the symbol of the sages. Axe opened the letter and began to read it.

To my foolish apprentice the time is coming near when the chosen ones will awaken soon. You should keep yourself and your patrols on high alert. Also If you encounter any odd people please for the mother of the dragon DO NOT UPSET THEM, they could be the go- Axe did not finish the letter and simply burned it on a nearby candle. Annoying old man he thought as he got dressed. Axe proceeded to head walk out of his tent and put on his public face.

"Happy, I have the felling this is going to a long day". he said in a annoyed tone knowing he would not have a lot of time to play.

"Aye" said happy.

Axe Walked from his tent around the camp cheeking on the camp. He visited the training grounds were there were many new men who had shined up as of late as the attacks from Getsus had inspired them. He next went over to the Sages who had decided to fight The Sages were strong spell casters and were not to be trifled with but they were few in numbers. Sadly the camp even with the new troops seemed empty do to the many patrols that were ran around the clock to make sure that there would be no surprise attacks, and what was not on patrol were stationed in small towns located around the sacred land. Next Axe walked over to the Engineering core were he found Piper and Naut fighting like normal. Axe sat down on a log were he could keep an eye on most of the camp. Axe looked over to see a erred boy walking by who could be no older then 15. "Come here lad" Axe ordered The boy walked over in a nerves fashion. "Boy send word to the scouts to be on high alert and tell Piper to report in I wish to talk to her. Axe sat there for a few minutes before he saw something odd. There was a girl in strange white cothing standing on top of a hill with a hood masking her face.

keep yourself on high alert. The words form the letter he got from Magness ran though his mind. Axe stood up and with his back "Axe-Kun whats wrong" asked Happy.

"It is nothing, stay here and wait for Piper". With that Axe walked over the the stranger. It was odd for someone to appear as she had. Any new recruits would have been brought in with patrols and Axe would have been informed if she was a messenger and there was no way in hell one of Getsus man would have made it this far into there territory. When he got up close he saw that the lady was accompanied by Tink the best messenger that the Freedom Fighters had. "Tink" Axe said in a somewhat loud and commanding voice "Who is this girl? Is she a new recruit? Why are you accompanying her?" Axe felt like he was interrogating Tink ....but then again he was. It was odd for Tink to be here now is an odd situation put on top of an odd situation. Fun.

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Cassidy Pyro SaintClaire


Cassidy watched as the pixie became nervous he had apologized so she owed him at least a explanation right? "I'm not working for the demon." She replied to him it of corse wasn't the answer to who or what she was but that was Cassidy's style. Weasel out of questions by answering lesser questions. It kept her from letting anyone close enough to hurt her and it was a good plan. It was easier. Once someone got to close betrayal in some way was inevitable. She learned that first hand. And people were going to hurt you in some fashion why not make it harder. At least that was her thoughts on it. She looked up at him moving the hood back a bit so he could see her hazel eyes which suddenly turned bright vibrant orange and then they began glowing brightly as if she held flame behind her iris's and not just a color pigment. And then suddenly her eyes were hazel again as if they never were orange and Tink was only seeing things. But it was then obvious she was no ordinary girl or lucid dreamer. Before the young pixie could question what he saw she winked at him and then Her full lips set into a mischevious smile. It was unlike the girl to reveal even this much of her identity to anyone but she felt it time to cause a bit of chaos. And then she heard a males voice call out to the young little pixie-fairy---whatever man. She put her hood back to covering her face and she turned her icy gaze on him her mischevious and almost fun like attitude disappeared in a instant leaving only a very serious and duty like atmosphere. Her fill lips were set in a sexy like pout and her cool as ice atmosphere yet again surrounded her. Her hazel eyes narrowed at the male though he could not see it. It wasn't in the sense of a threat but in a sense of mistrust and objection to his sudden interference. She eyed the male looking him up and down for a feel of his atmosphere though she kept her head a bit low so he could not see her eyes only the tip of her nose and her lips. She Scanned him for any trace of a weakness and for which hand was dominant and which was recessive. She stood tall no longer sticking to the shadows as she did this. She scanned his walk and his stance. His eyes and his body language. Looking for anything she could to gain the upper hand if needed. She was on her guard. Every cell in her body ready to make a move when need be. She seemed to find what she was looking for because she then looked a bit more up at him though it showed him nothing more then the tip of her nose and her full lips it was a sign of respect. Cassidy was a very respectful woman especially when she knew it was a fellow warrior she was dealing with. And this fellow warrior was a highly attractive one. She smirked at that thought a bit but the smirk soon faded. She stood tall, her curly brown hair put in a ponytail and cascaded down her right shoulder. Her hip cocked to the right and her arms crossed in a feminine way. She didn't remove her hood viewing it as unimportant to show her identity to the male who stood before her. Well unless he really requested it. But even then she had three options there. Fight, flee, or take off her hood. She was already calculating everything to a T. Strategically planning everything the male could possible ask and do and her best escape routes to each thing and also her best plan of action in case she felt the need to fight.

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"I'm not working for the demon." She replied to him after he had finished explaining himself. At least she was talking to him, that was a good sign. Tink breathed a sigh of relief that she had forgiven him. He didn't know what he would have done had he made an enemy of her.
"That's good. So what-"He said starting to ask a question before remembering how well it went last time. He looked up to see that she was staring at him now. He looked into her hazel eyes and secretly wished they would tell him something about her. As if by his command her eyes started to glow an unnatural orange. Each pupil moved as if driven by it's own flame and then was quenched just as quickly. He rubbed his eyes and looked back at her but they were the came hazel as before. Despite being brief, Tink had no doubt that it had really happened. He knew illusions well and that definitely wasn't one.
"That's cool. You've seen what magic I know." he said with a shrug. In case she didn't know what he meant he created a life-size illusion of himself next to him. He didn't put any thought into the illusion so instead it was a comical version of himself. It stood taller and skinnier than himself and it's hat was 3 sizes too large, hanging down over it's eyes.
"Tink!" He heard someone yell from the camp. He jumped and his illusion wavered before he turned to see Axe walking towards them.
"Tinkerton, ready for duty!" He recited after swiftly taking to the air and saluting.
"Who is this girl? Is she a new recruit? Why are you accompanying her?" Axe asked in his usual loud and commanding voice.
"Girl what girl?," he asked forgetting all about the girl next to him for a moment. "oh her. Well her name is...(sending a questioning glance at the girl) well I don't know her name. I don't think she's a new recruit and she was alone in the woods when I found her." He said knowing as soon as he started that it didn't sound good. He didn't want to jump to conclusions and say that she was potentially a chosen one. She could share that when she was ready.

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Character Portrait: Cassidy Pyro SaintClaire Character Portrait: Conner Pyrogen aka The Sage Guide Character Portrait: Tinkerton Puck Character Portrait: Artaxes Cleave Character Portrait: Destin Reeve
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Connor Pyrogen


Connor felt his being stir knowing one more of the four awoken. One of the last two. He walked towards to the crystal coffin and saw the blue casket holding the water chosen one was glowing a bit signifying the man known to Connor as the sages called him for each time he awakened he cried the memories of his past to much 'Destin the broken One.' He knew of his past as well as all the others except for Cassidy but he held her journal which should give him clues about that. He walked to it. The male had been crying he had fallen back into slumber. He unlike the rest seemed unwilling to stay asleep having woken up several times before this date. Connor slid the casket crystal lid off the casket allowing the poor boy to get fresher air as he sighed not knowing what to say he said the first thing that came to his mind. "Four Lucid Dreamers still walk this earth alive and well and one you may know well, she fought by your side in the battle loyally, admiring you as her leader even though she was the same rank as you she still lives, Cassidy still lives." He told the male hoping it would help the poor boy. Thank god he read that Cassidy looked up to the male, she sketched a picture or had someone else do so and the picture seemed to be of the male chosen one that stood before him. Gods he was glad he read that much from the journal.

Cassidy Pyro SaintClaire

Cassidy watched the whole scene. She was unwilling to say who or what she was but the man seemed rather nervous of the male. She watched his aura shift from colors as she listened to the pixie talk and explain.

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Axe, his face calm and unwavering at Tinks report did well to mask the face he was quite troubled. Axe though he could not see the girls face properly felt like he could trust her but he could not dismiss his duties. He could not let the girl leave. Despite what he felt Axe new that he could not dismiss the possibility of the girl being a spy but then she could just be a civilian or a possible new recruit. This is where being in charge of a rebel force was a big pain, being able to make the call between friend or foe. Axe looked over the girl. She had a tone body, one capable of good athletic feat's, her movements though minor were sharp and flowing showing that she could keep up in a fight. Her posture maid it so she could react easily. Her clothing was something that would not attract many eyes and would not hinder her movements. Axe was sure that she must have had some combat training at some point. most sines pointed to her being a spy but Axe did not get a bad feeling in his gut from her, in face quite the opposite and there was no hostility in the air. The girl did not try to charm him right away like most of the spy's they found did. I will give her a chance and find out a little more about her before I determine whether or not she was friend of foe. Axe thought to himself.

"First of all Tink, next time you find a stranger wandering about get me first before leader her to our very well hidden main base that we do everything we can to keep the knowledge of its location a secret" Axe said in a annoyed tone knowing the fairy knew better. Next Axe returned his focus to the woman standing before him who was quite quite up to this point "And As for you may I ask for your name and why you are here? I must apologize but I must know who you are before I can let you go. Keeping us alive and what not. I am sure that you understand." He asked trying to be as polite as possible so he would not offend. After all in this world you never know who could be a powerful opponent.

Happy just Put on a big smile as Piper approached, After all the cat was happy when anyone who was a friend did. “Ughh... Okay, cat. Where's your owner?” The girl said in an annoyed tone as she sat next to happy.

Happy went over and patted her fake arm playfully "Axe-kun saw a strange lady on the hill and went to go see her" the cat said responding to her question "There right over there." and pointed at Axe his large black axe clearly visible from the distance."

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Connor Pyrogen


Connor watched the male through his prevail vision he smiled as he hopped out from the crystal and even extended a hand at the girl. It was a nice gesture. Sweet even. Though he seemed skittish. Connor really needed to find the young female known only to him as Cassidy. He felt the young man truly needed her.

Cassidy Pyro SaintClaire


Cassidy jumped from the tree deciding it was time to go back. She stayed close to the shadows easing her way through the camp walls. She scaled over the walls and jumped over the side, landing on the forest floor. She had suddenly felt impatient with her movements and began to run quickly back to the cave. She had no idea why she felt so rushed but she knew her gut feeling was to make it back. She realized as she entered the cave stopping to even her rapid breathing it was because she wanted to see if Destin had finally awoken and if he hadn't she wanted to wake him up. Odd to be so impatient, So very human. She shrugged her breathing now slow and steady as she walked slowly into the area jumping down to where the four were had slept. She put her hood down and looked around she saw a odd male with 3 lines going over half his hairline, a brown haired woman in a yellow dress and..."Destin.." She spoke outloud. She was now frozen, her eyes wide in shock but her full lips were set into a small smile.

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"First of all Tink, next time you find a stranger wandering about get me first before leading her to our very well hidden main base that we do everything we can to keep the knowledge of its location a secret" Axe said obviously annoyed.
"Yes sir." he said with a final salute. He figured that he should have felt some kind of disappointment at annoying Axe but none came. wasn't anything he could have done to stop her. From her eye trick he learned he couldn't match her magically and nothing short of a miracle would match them physically.
He remembered that he had thought about going to Axe earlier when he had first left the cave and almost wished he had. No then I she could have ran off or followed me back. He thought yet again justifying his actions. Besides-
"Tinkerton did not lead me here. I found it myself,"
Tinkerton put his to mouth in surprise. Have I been thinking out loud? he thought looking around for other options. He turned in surprise to see an Cassidy speaking.
"I'm Cassidy Pyro SaintClaire, one of the chosen four. The fire chosen one to be exact." she said towards to the the two. Tink was more surprised she had said more than a few words than that she was one of the chosen ones. He had had his suspicions since meeting her and had to stifle the urge to gleefully maneuver through the air. He could feel a smile had made it's way onto his face and he let it stay. The chosen one's awakening could be very good for the freedom fighters not to mention the rest of the IDD. He looked over to axe to see how he reacted to the news.

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Cassidy watched the expressions on the young fairy change and she sighed a bit. yep should have run... she thought to herself. She really was really not looking forward to this whole scene. She wondered what the young man would think. Would he laugh? Would he be happy? Would he be angry that she had not come sooner? Would he hate her for not succeeding in the first place? She would not blame him if this this was the case. In the end she was just a outsider on his land. She watched the males expression keeping silent as she was now deep in thought. Why had she even told this much of her personal life? What made her speak so much? What is up with the fairies happiness to her speaking the truth of her identity? What has happened while she slumbered? How much had the creatures and land change? How much have they lost? The questions circled around her mind leaving her wanting to give her own interrogation to the male and even the pixie but she knew better then to do this. Curiosity always leads to trouble.

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Piper's eyes were instantly locked on the cat's patting, the growl that left her lips emphasizing her already agitated expression as her metal limb was raised high in the air, moss-green eyes peering from under the prosthetic limb at the humanoid cat.

Really, how could this cat be so ignorant of Pip's obvious dislike for the cat? It only raised her agitation that the creature tried to keep that adorable smug smile fixed on the woman. From the start, Happy had been a thorn in Piper's sight. A member of the resistance that did bugger all and was only there to annoy the shit out of her, and everyone else for that matter.

Lowering her mechanical arm, Piper turned her green eyes to where Art's obnoxious pet had been pointing, the gigantic black axe on the man's back noticeably visible, even from this distance. The woman could barely spot another figure off in the distance, the silhouette of a female was all her eyes could register, which matched Happy's words as the cat made a mention of his owner having approached a strange girl.

Piper rose from her position, straightening her body as her mouth released a few complaints about walking all the way there, only to know what the hell the chief wanted from his vice this time. Therefore, her steps were slow and heavy, like weights were continuously strapped around her legs with each inch they moved forward. But the inevitable could never be avoided, and eventually Piper had reached her destination, her moss-green eyes peering through a few fringes of ginger hair as they finally had gotten a better view on the figure that Art had been talking to.

A young woman, barely having reached adulthood. She was clothed in a white attire that practically covered every inch of her body, safe for her face, but Piper was certain the outfit came with the mandatory hood to cover that.

Tink hadn't escaped her notice either, the woman shaking her head as she witnessed the tiny pixie-boy buzzing around like the nervous child that he was.

Standing next to her superior, Piper let out a deep sigh, resting both hands on either side of her hip as she glared at Art with cold green eyes. “You called?” The woman asked, the tone of her voice clearly coloured with her every-day annoyance, her eyes briefly twitching upward before settling back on the captain.

“Next time, you better fuckin' approach me yourself. I hate to have to go through a stammering greenie and your damned house-cat just to find you.” Piper let out a huff, cocking her hip outwards to the right as her left arm now loosely dangled beside her. “New bait, I presume?” The woman scoffed, her moss-green eyes turning to the strange woman that stood before her.

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Cassidy saw the female approach and her calm demeanor shifted instantly to one that was challenging and more uneased. She was on edge. Her Guard fully up. Every inch of her body was ready to move to fight if need be. She shifted her stance to more of a fighting stance though it was still passive. Then when the female spoke she almost laughed at her. She seemed to have a stick up her ass to say the least. She found it almost amusing her whole 'annoyed atmosphere' she smirked and narrowed her gaze challengingly her eyes seeming to say "You could only wish." The red haired female seemed to look her over which she seemed even more annoyed at what she found. She liked this agitated female. She felt she could sparr with her. Plus she was amusing. Her whole rough exterior didn't phase her like she obviously hoped it would.

((Cassidy is wearing this outfit: http://thebiglead.fantasysportsven.netdna-cdn.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/jessica-cambensy-assassins-creed.jpg ))

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Axe's face witch was normally calm cold not help a twitch of the lip when Cassidy introduced her self as one the dream walkers. Axe did not like the dream walkers that is for sure but he did not hate them ether. Though it was true that they had failed in there duties they did fight to there last breaths fighting for there sakes. Axe was never sure on what to do if he would encounter the dream walker's. Though his personal belief that he and his men should win this war by there own means, the girl could be a valuable asset to there forces not only adding firepower but increasing moral as well. Axe suddenly head the thumping on someone approving. Axe turned to see Piper looking annoyed as she normally did. There was little question weather or not the girl was who she clammed to be after all she matched the description perfectly he was told for the fire dreamer.

“You called?" Piper said not bothering trying to cover up her annoyance. "Next time, you better fuckin' approach me yourself. I hate to have to go through a stammering greenie and your damned house-cat just to find you. New bait, I presume?[/b] She said looking at Cassidy who had shifted to a slightly more defensive pose. Clearly Cassidy was just on edge as he was, probably more. Axe needed to remember that it would have been to them just the other day that she had lost most of her friends and whatever family she had.

"Piper that you for coming but something has just come up and I need to speak with all three of you in private there are something that are best to be keep quite until a plan can be made. We can speak safely in my tent. Cassidy for now I feel that I must trust you. So long as you do not misbehave you will be treated fairly." Axe simply turned around and began to walk to his tent. Axe took a quick look back at the girl. Well Magness did say that that the only people you trust should you turn your back too. Axe though hopping he was not making a mistake

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Connor turned to look at the female who said her name he handed Destin Cassidy's Journal as he turned to her. "Ah yes, Kyo the air chosen one. It's nice to finally meet you. I am Connor Pyrogen the sage guide. This young man is Destin the water chosen one. The other two are exploring a bit but we will find them later." He replied checking over his clothes to make sure they were symmetrical. He smiled at the woman warmly. It was a great day for him and he was cheerful and happy for the time being.

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Cassidy only nodded at the male. She walked to a very large oak tree one of which was 80 feet high an 5 feet wide. She scaled it, running up the sides with almost to much ease to the highest tree branch that could hold her weight. She grabbed the tree branch with both hands flipping herself onto it so she was sitting on it, her long legs dangling over the side of it. She looked out over the land trying to see what all had changed in the last 50 years. She wondered if Destin had awoken yet. She wondered if he still was himself. She remembered his sudden...combustion. The blood that splattered on her, the pieces of him spread about in many areas. She remembered her screams, remembered seeing her soldiers and Destin's soldiers get struck down one by one there blood splattered outwards, she could still hear there screams crying out in the day and in the night, could still feel the heat of the fires as the forests burned around her it was all too real even now she could remember it so clearly. Even in her slumber the deaths haunted her. In the end she was fighting for this land because her troops defended it, giving up there lives for this cause. She would not allow them to have died in Veign. She put her hand up to her forehead shaking her head slightly trying to erase the vivid video of the war from her mind though it just continued to replay. She just continued scanning the area to try and get her mind off of these things.

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Tink had started backing away when Axe requested them inside them inside his tent. He thought that he wouldn't be needed again after his gave his report. It was only his interest in Cassidy that had kept him for this long. After bringing her here he felt like he was responsible for her well being while in the camp. To add to that there wasn't much that he would be able to contribute at the meeting. All that he knew of the camps inner workings were from sending messages to informants inside the city.
He turned quickly and the flaps of his hat slapped across his face. He looked over to his tent in the distance and tried his best not to collapse on the spot. He started to make his way to but stopped to lower himself to the ground. He had been flying since his woke up this morning and his wings were tired. Wrapping his wings around his torso he started to make his way back to his tent. After many excuse me's and weaving through the camp's busy walkways he finally reached his tent. Before he entered he took one last look of Cassidy in her oak tree before entering his home.

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Tink stood just inside his tent and looked around blankly. There wasn't much to look at until he got higher. All he could see from the ground was the maze of support beams coming down and the bottoms of his woven leaf floors. Every floor above him was the combination of many layers of flattened leaves sewn together together to support at least 3 times Tink's weight. The outlines of individual leaves could just be made out from where he stood. Normally he would just fly up but his wings were tired from flying and hovering all day. In the attempt of giving his wings a break, Tink walked over to the ladder that led up to the tent's upper levels. Even when he wasn't flying Tink liked being up high.
Tink put his right hand on the nearest rung and looked up. Now that he was actually here he felt none of his previous fatigue and he felt like he should do more today before retiring. He took his hand off the step and ran over to the entrance of the tent. "Hmm who could use my assistance?" he mumbled as he looked around from his small perspective. When he couldn't see anything his eyebrows knitted and he squinted his eyes as if that would increase his view. The camp was never peaceful. someone must need some kind of assistance. He hated feeling like he wasn't needed and seeing no one in need of assistance around the camp angered him slightly. His ever-present glow tinged red just as his wings started to lock behind him. As quickly as the emotion had come it vanished when he came to the revelation K. might need help. The koala enjoyed his solitude and preferred to work alone but Tink doubted he would deny his help if it was offered. With a glow yellowing as he went Tink weaved his way through passerby's on his way to K. Naut's tent.
By the time Tink arrived at K's tent he was hardly out of breath. The door itself was much too large for Tink to open himself so he instead looked around for another way in, hopefully without flying. From inside the workshop he could already hear the sounds of K working on something. Eventually he found what he was looking for in the form of a crack in the wall. It probably would have been ignored by normal eyes but now was a time when being small had it's advantages. Tucking his wings tightly around himself, he squeezed through the crack until he made his way into K's workshop. He was still near the front there were different kinds of robots sitting there as if to greet him as he entered. Greet him or intimidate him he thought grimacing at a particularly menacing one. One thing he liked about K's workshop was that everything was designed for the two ft 1 koala, so he hardly had any trouble fluttering up onto a table.
From here he could see K invested deeply in the mecha lying flat against the worktable. Tink was aware that K did not like to be disturbed while he worked so at first he waited, slowly kicking his legs over the edge of the table while tossing his knife from hand to hand.

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"I heard that, you ungrateful little git!" He yelled at her retreating back. The koala ran to his worktable, grabbed a spare bolt with fumbling fingers before hurling it through the tent entrance. All of the effort had been done in vain, as the piece of metal just about missed brushing her mechanical arm - instead, whistling through thin air.

Piper's visit had left him in a sour mood, to say the least. With much difficulty (which he experienced every working day), K. had grumpily returned to his stool, still visibly irritated. His loyal toolbox, that had not betrayed him over the years, was now resting comfortably in its original position. Once the koala was content with his seating arrangement, he slapped his battered goggles over his eyes and, once more, got back to work on his precious robot. He flung his wrench into the air, causing it to cartwheel and spiral several times, before catching it with a fluidity only an engineer could have with his tools.



With the final twist of a screw, he sighed in relief. All had been done. All the messy, ridiculously complicated stuff to do with the motherboard had been done. Done. That one word echoed in K.'s mind like a delicate symphony repeated again and again. No way was he going to stop it. He slammed the hatch, located on Callisto's bicep, shut and spun around on his stool. He inched the chair sideways, so the android's shoulder was directly in front of him. The new component was not visible to the eye, K. was just making sure of that. He had to be certain that it looked the same as it had done previously - before anything, at all, had been installed. The koala squinted his eyes before nodding, a signal of his approval. He then placed the eyepiece back across his head. Now all he had to do was make sure it worked.

K. popped open another hatch. This time, it was located on the robot's right calf. Instead of being greeted with a circuit board, he met a compartment containing only a cord that was not connected to anything. This did not surprise the koala, as he knew what was meant to be in there. He had taken it out earlier. K. hopped off his stool, opening the cabinet immediately underneath the worktable. It contained a few white plugs, attached to God knows what. How K. was supplied energy was strictly classified information, nobody except himself knew about it. Even then, it would be a confusing business to explain the process to a normal person. This was another topic K. avoided.

One of the plugs was occupied. A thick black cable was fixed to a rectangular object. It was a thin box, presumably made of a dark, glossy metal. Besides the hole in which the cable was being fed through, there was no hint across its faces to indicate its purpose. K. smoothly removed the cable and placed the object in his stubby arms. It was surprisingly dense and heavy under his possession.

The koala returned to his seat, the box in his hands. It was practically vibrating with the charged energy. The object was just about narrow enough to fit into Callisto's leg. K. lodged the battery pack into the compartment until he heard a click before plugging in the cord. He hastily climbed back onto his stool. Every wire used in the robot's body was made of a transparent material. The koala watched as a glowing substance flowed into the wires situated in the motherboard. The energy illuminated a lime green and was extremely pleasant to the eyes. He heard a faint hum as the the machine slowly sprang to life.

The next problem was to bring the massive structure off the table and to stand it upright. Usually K. was satisfied with doing it himself. However, he seemed exceptionally tired this morning. There was no way he wanted to do it himself. The koala was just about to exit his workshop, when he noticed a person waiting on one of the tables. Now, K. had been far too concentrated on working on the cyborg and had been completely oblivious to Tink's entrance. This was a rare case, most things did not go unnoticed through a koala's ear - this showed just how exhausted K. was. He was literally weighed down with fatigue.
"You there, come and help me with something." He said flatly, ushering the fairy towards him.

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Tink's knife embedded itself in the table beside Tink when he heard K call to him. He realized he had been drifting off to sleep and k calling to him bolted him awake.He had lost track of how long he had been sitting here but he was sure it had been awhile. He quickly pulled himself from the edge of the table and stretched his arms high above his head. He then leaned down and with effort pulled the knife out before returning it to it's place against his leg. Afterwards he looked to where K had called him and sighed. K did not seem like the type who liked to be kept waiting and Tink could fly faster than he ran. Disentangling his wings from around himself he flicked them quickly before forcing them to fly over to where K stood.
Before landing on the table beside K he hovered for a bit to look at K's work. He could see the clusters of wires leading off to their different destinations while emitting their calming green glow. Tink couldn't figure out what any of these things did but he could tell K had spent a long time working on it. He tried to look at more but his wings were demanding a break so he lowered himself down to stand beside the machine on the table.
"It looks great." Tink commented without taking his eyes off the machine. The machine looked complete and Tink, try as he might, couldn't think of what K needed help with.

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Connor nodded as the male took the crystal and not the journal. He picked up the journal and put it in his pack and began to follow Destin. Seeing the earth male pop out of the ground he laughed. "You must be the famous Ancel." He told the male. Ancel was the sages favorite. He was apparently quite the card and jokester.

Cassidy Pyro SaintClaire


Cassidy was now herself she watched silently as the others walked to follow the jittery hyper girl but felt no need to truly follow the female or to meet anyone else. She walked away back through the path she originally walked and scaled the wall of the camp sitting atop it and looking towards the camp playing with her element fire. She was making the fire turn into many shapes mimicking stars, creasent moons, a heart, trees, a sphere, a leaf, swords, axes, angels, demons, wings, anything really. And then she began turning her fire into replicas of the people she saw. She looked around the camp for muses for her artwork; seeing all the males and females doing there duties and mimicking them with her fire and then she saw Tinkerton speaking to the animal male she mimicked this with her fire, then red haired female doing well...what the red haired female does and mimicked that and then she saw male Axel and his axe and mimicked this with her fire, the flames were not orange, yellow, and blue. No instead the flames were multicolored, her flame were the vibrant color of a rainbow. She loved art and this seemed to pass the time. And oddly she was surprisingly great at it. Every thing she sculpted was a exact replica of the thing she was sculpting. Well as exact as rainbow fire can be. Which is pretty exact. She nodded at them all when they looked her way.

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Connor looked at Ancel "I'm to guide you on your way to lead the dreamland to victory against the war. He asked him one eyebrow raised. He was surprised he did not know this already. Everyone else did.


Cassidy Pyro SaintClaire


Cassidy stayed perched atop the wall of the camp continuing to sculpt the Freedom Fighters from the rainbow colored fire from atop the wall silently. She wasn't one to go down and meet with the anyone. No, she shared enough words for the century from her taste. She wasn't meaning to really draw any attention to herself. She was experimenting with her powers and her art capabilities. Seeing how much fire she could use before it became to much. Experimenting with the different colors and how much energy each color needed to be made. Finding her limit and her weakness. Watching the land and the scenery and the freedom fighters. Mapping the amount of wind out for her fire. Feeling just how the wind effected her fire. Calculating her battle tactics and the outsiders movements. Coming up with every possible thing the enemy could do. Mapping out there war and there journey to a T. She would do this until everything she had to do, her team had to do, and everyone else had to do was planned out perfected. It was a painfully long process because of all the missing bits and pieces of entail she had on the outsiders. But she was not one to give up. She refused to. Her rainbow fire sculptures were just a pastime as she calculated.

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"I couldn't care less about your opinion, Tink." He said bluntly with a yawn, "Just help me get this monster standing."
The koala guided the fairy on where to stand and how to hold the structure. Then, as a team, heaved Callisto off the worktable and into a standing position - it mainly being K.'s effort. He swept the back of his paw against his forehead before looking up at the messenger with an expression that vague resembled gratitude.
"Cheers." He said, and then dragged his stool from around the table and in front of the towering mechanism.

The koala climbed up the wooden stool and sat upon the warm seat. With an educated spasm of his hand, he disabled the lock on Callisto's chest which allowed a large hatch to swing open. He tumbled into the chasm, albeit not without a grumble or two. He squeezed his head into the chamber above. his pupils focused as the eyepiece automatically detected his presence and began initiation. A glowing script continued to run to the left side, the text too small for the human eye. Illuminating shapes blinked into existence against the light blue background. A few would be identifiable from a commoner's point-of-view; such as the curved scale that represented the battery life or the radar shaped into a semi-circle. However, most of it looked to baffling or complicated to even comprehend - the only exception being K.
K. who knew every nook and cranny of Callisto from the back of his hand.

While making sure the eyepiece was working fine, his mind then wandered to the situation beyond his tent. What was happening out there? Why had Piper been summoned by Artaxes? The Freedom Fighters had been far too quiet than the usual, except for the minor rebellion conflicts that happened every now and again - but that was counted as the usual. Maybe today was going to be different? Perhaps Tink would know the answer.
"So, has anything weird happened today?" He shouted through the eyepiece, the question directed towards the fairy. "It's been rather uneventful recently, don't yer think?"

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Tink was panting by the time the robot was finally standing. He hadn't appeared to be making any difference when they were raising it but as always he had given 110 percent. It was the thought that counted he thought to rectify what little help he must have given.
"Cheers." K said to him with an expression resembling gratitude. Tink returned a smile but he was too tired to muster a response. He didn't feel his usual giddiness he got after feeling useful but instead walked himself over to his previous perch. He doubted K often did something like hop into his machine in front of people but it was lost on him. He looked up at the table top but this time decided not to fly onto it, instead sitting down on the floor reclined against it's leg.
"So, has anything weird happened today?" He heard K ask from inside his machine. "It's been rather uneventful recently, don't yer think?" K's voice was slightly distorted through the eyepiece but it was still easy to understand what he had said.
Tink didn't portray his nerves but he could feel his glow take up that mantle. Thankfully it was fainter when he wasn't flying, so he hoped K wouldn't notice it at all through his machine.
There most certainly had been interesting things going on in the camp. But how much can I tell. he asked himself. Axe had indirectly suggested that they keep Cassidy's presence private but he wasn't sure if that extended to K. K was a respected member of the freedom fighters so shouldn't he be entitled to some of their secrets? Well if Tink should know then K deserved to know too. Still he figured that he should ask Axe about that before he share anything. It shouldn't be hard to stay on the edge of the truth without outright lying.
"Well there's a blue eclipse out today. According to the sages the Chosen ones are supposed to wake up today," he paused. Hey Tink straying a little too close to the truth, he thought reflecting on his last statement. Apparently he was completely incapable of withholding information. I have to end this conversation.
He looked over to K. who was messing around- no not messing around. Fiddling? Whatever he was doing he probably wouldn't notice Tink exit through the tinted screen. He took a side-glance at K and rushed out through the crack he had entered through.