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Logen Oberon Danann

"Rage agaisnt the machine, and so forth."

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a character in “The March of Progress”, as played by Castiel

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Full Name:Logen Oberon Danann

Nicknames/Aliases: Puck, to his underground allies.

Age:26

Gender: Male

Species: Human, Fae Blessed. The Danann bloodline was blessed by the Fae, back in a time before the invention of Magefire drove them away. The family was granted an unusual affinity with magic, and often mixed their blood with the Fae.
Occupation: Esoteric Saboteur.


Description: Logen looks relatively boyish for his age, thanks to his Fae blood. He's on the short side of average, around 5'8. He's also rather lean, one wouldn't consider him muscular. Overall you wouldn't consider Logen very intimidating at first glance, which suits him just fine. Multicolored markings appear when using his "talents."

Personality

Personality: Logen is rather tricky to pin down. While he is very sociable (he's quick with a joke and a laugh) he always bases his relationships on one defining trait, whether or not the other person accepts Magefire or not. Logen is smart enough not to openly, or at least not loudly, defame VEGA and it's technology but he hasn't met one pro-techie he's considers a friend.

Equipment

Skills: Logen is highly attuned to magic. This allows him to sense magic in creatures and people. He is not quite a full-blown Mage himself, as his body doesn't produce Magic, but Fae blood has gifted him the rather unique ability of siphoning magic around him. A human Esoteric Extractor as it were. This is where the bountifulness of Magefire is both a blessing and a curse.
Weaknesses: Logen's body constantly absorbs the energies around him. While Logen can increase the flow of Magic he steals, he can never turn it. Unfortunately, Logen is not a Mage, and his body is not equipped to holding the Magic he absorbs. Headaches, nausea, blackouts; his list of symptoms from overexposure to Magefire changes daily.
Logen struggles through it during the day, and attempts to 'cure' himself at night.

History

Brief History: Logen would love to return to his family, outside of the Capitol and away from the Eso's influence, but Fate has not been kind to him. He is stuck in this rotten place until further notice. He roams through the city, semi-homeless, sticking to the poorer sections, the ones with the least tech. He has been involved in many sabotages and raids on power stations and technology dealers. While his nightlife gives him temporary relief and entertainment, the futility of it is beginning to overcome him.

So begins...

Logen Oberon Danann's Story

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#, as written by Castiel
Logen shivered, his thin cloak doing nothing to fight off the increasingly colder nights. His head ached, nothing new there. This was one of his good days, nothing a couple of beers couldn't fix. He entered the Tavern, the chorus of semi-drunken rambunctiousness a familiar replacement to the dull throbbing of his head.

A nod to the waitress, who probably knew his usual by heart, and Logen was off to dimmest lit corner, where the phantom hum of Magefire wouldn't bore its way into his skull. He had drained the lantern that was responsible for lighting that section a few weeks earlier; thankfully nobody ever complained about the lack of light in a tavern.

He smiled and winked at the waitress as she brought him his glass. She always afforded him a free drink. Brothers-in-arms and all that. "Any plans for tonight?" She asked, seemingly innocent, but Logen knew the intent behind it. But it was a good question. Could he go for a raid? He looked around the tavern, taking in the pleasant atmosphere, along with a great chug from his beer. He shook his head. "None at the moment, hotstuff. I'll let you know." Again, casual flirtation on the surface, but the women got the message. She gave a quick nod, laughed, "I'll bring you another glass than. Perhaps a bigger one?" and took her leave.

Logen shook his head, trying to shake the last fragments of pain away. The alcohol had already dulled his nerves down quite a bit. Sweet, sweet alcohol. He was going to make one hell of an alcoholic one day.

Logen caught the glint of gold. Now Logen wasn't exactly money-hungry, but he did have a fascination with shiny things (he liked to think it was the Fae in him, but truth was he was probably just simple-minded). And gold was certainly shiny.

He walked over to the table, eying the deck of cards and the man behind them. "Is this seat taken?"

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Edmund rised his head,seeing a man,not that tall...around his height.

"Is this seat taken?"He asked,peeking at the deck of cards on the table.

Edmund looked around and took the last drink from the mug and posed the glass on another table.
"Here to test luck aswell,might? Well,first steps,the guys playin' here just left..." Edmund said leaning on the chair.
He took the deck of cards and shuffled them with expert hands.After that,he put it on the table.

When a waitress came,he ordered two beers,and to fill a steel canteen.

"So,what's your name" Edmund asked drawing cards from the deck.Then he took a bag and put it on a table.
"I'm Edmund...Edmund Rosemary at your services" Edmund said,lowering his hat.
When the two beers arrived,he took his mug and posed it where his glass used to be.Then he gave the other glass to the man.

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"Logen Dannan," he said, taking one of the vacant seats. "Look, we're already best of friends." He graciously accepted the drink. He took a sip, manners restraining him from chugging.

"So what's your game?" Logen asked, gesturing towards the cards. This was nice. He took more comfort from this tavern than he care to admit. This one specifically, as it hadn't taken full advantage of everything Magefire had to offer. He could tell that only a few traditional amenities had been replaced by Esoteric conveniences. Speaking of which;

A dull, increasing louder clanking could be heard from outside. Golem. Just patrolling. Logen hissed, barely audible. Why must the blasted things be so loud? They we're already glaring obvious, even without his abilities he'd be able to track one a mile away. The golem passed, its stoic face peering into the tavern window as it went. Logen took a long sip of beer, cold eyes staring back at metal ones.

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"The classic money-stealing...Poker" Edmund said,looking at the drawn card and taking a relatively little sip from the mug.
"Good that we made friendship" He rose his mug."To Friendship and Fortune?" He said,noticing that his companion was looking out of the window.

Effectively,he heard something perhaps,metal beating against something.No,not inside the tavern,outside.
He moved to the left to better see the scene.
A golem - the newest "breed" of filth - was moving around the place...too near.
"Flatfoot...Hmpf....better leave before they'll get me" Instinctively,Edmund stood up from the chair after the brief and simple thought.
"Ahm...Logen? Right? I...noticed that I'm having a deal with someone....nearby" Edmund said,improvising.Afterall,he couldn't stand up and leave...it was...suspicious.

"If you usually come here,then we might meet again...Logen" Edmund said,walking further from the table.
He waved his hand and exited from the Tavern.
Near Logen,Edmund felt something like a continuing tickle.
A strange tickle,that Edmund wished to scratch off.Anyway he was on the run.
Something stopped him from running further,however...the expression of Logen...he turned to look at the Golem in a way that would call attention.
Edmund decided to climb a low roof and wait there.

It has been a while that he wasn't chased by someone...and probably the time-record was going to be break by VEGA once more.
The main problem for the VEGA was that Edmund was a too...precious subject to loose.
Plus,he knew things that could compromise VEGA's incredible reputation.
The classic four elegant-dressed men appeared again,from a dark district below Edmund.
They didn't noticed anything,since they left the place talking to eachother.

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"Perhaps we will." Logen said, bidding Edmund farewell.

Logen finished off his ale, gave a quick look around, and decided that he was up for some late night fun. He looked around for the waitress, but saw her no where in sight. Oh well. More action for me. He was surprisingly energized for the lateness of night and the number of beers he had consumed. He pulled his cloak closer to him, bracing for the cold.

Head tilted, listening for the distinctive footfalls of his first victim. He followed the golem from a few yards, waiting for it to enter a less-lit area. Logen kept his head down, trying not to draw suspicion, trying not to look like a hound chasing a fox. Guards might be around, human guards. Wouldn't take much deductive reasoning to figure out why he was trailing a golem.

The clunks of the golem stopped abruptly. Logen ducked into an alleyway, observing. A women blocked the automaton's path. He stretched his neck, releasing some tension that his skulking had built. A small blue butterfly appeared on his chest, slightly glowing. He eyed the nearby lanterns. They dimmed significantly as their power source drained, darkening the shadows around the golem and the woman. The butterfly fluttered happily on his skin, moving to his back.