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Eliza Kuhn

"I'm a doctor, I fix... people... break a lot of animals in the process, but whatever."

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a character in “The Midnight Siren”, as played by Skirby

Description

GENERAL
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Name: Eliza Emmilia Kuhn
Nickname: All varies from "Nursie" to "Freakiestein"
Gender: Female
Sexual Preference: Pansexual
Age: 20
Role: Surgeon

PHYSICAL

Height: 5'3
Weight: 115 lbs.
Eye color: Aqua
Hair color: Platinum Blonde
Skin color: Pale White
Scars/markings: Scars don her hands, though the only large scar on her body is across her left cheek.
Synopsis: Eliza is a somewhat small girl, not minding her stature as he appearance shows she works hard indoors most of her time.
PERSONALITY:

Likes:
Oranges
Dismembered Limbs
Making her crewmates better
Staying indoors
Cold Weather

Dislikes:
Tough, dried foods
Hurting her friends
Hot metal

Hobbies:
Expirementing
Healing wounds on herself and her crewmates
Writing from time to time

Synopsis:
Eliza being the ship surgeon she remains cooped up at most times on the ship, making her curiosity peak as she will often start to work on rats and other living things found on the ship, trying to make new creations. But, when it comes to her crewmates she is loving and happy to help, though she tends to hurt them more than needed in the process of healing her friends.

Positive characteristics:
Caring, Energetic, Friendly, Intellegent

Negative characteristics:
Easily Bored, Annoying (at times), scatterbrained, klutz

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EQUIPMENT

Clothing:
She usually wears a back smock over her body and a matching surgical mask over her mouth.
Otherwise, she usually wears a blue gown to appear less threatening, than a bloody doctor.
Armor:
Little to none, she is one to avoid the battles
Weapons:
A large variation of knives and scapels which she keeps in her lab
Trinkets:
A small monocle belonging to her father, she rarely usues it but it's always on hand.
Other:

ABILITIES:

Traits: Eliza is nothing when it comes to combat, but she can easily swindle her way away from a fight by acting like "the pretty damsel" when threatened
Skills:She has a wide array of medical knowledge and uses. She has recently been trying to grow food on the ship though it's only resulted in a constant craving of oranges for herself and a large crate of dead rats.

So begins...

Eliza Kuhn's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Evelyn Blackwell Character Portrait: Hugh Marlow Character Portrait: Katarina West Character Portrait: Lavinia "Henry" Matheson Character Portrait: Etten Davenport Character Portrait: Clayton Shester
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Six hours before nightfall

Evelyn watched from the tree line as the crown jewel of the British fleet took anchor, just off shore of the lush island. As she lowered her telescope with a smirk she caught a glimpse of Katarina's scarlet locks near the helm of the ship. She cupped her hands over her mouth mocking a doves coo letting her crew know the plan was under foot. She quickly made her way to the temporary base her crew had taken up.

"Doc I want you and Kid to stay back, I hope we won't have anyone for you to patch up but just in case." Her brow shot up slightly as she heard a groan of disagreement from Etten. Before she had time to react to him she heard Matthew clear his throat just slightly. Etten sighed catching the look of disapproval clear on Winters's face he went to join Eliza with rosy cheeks. Evelyn winked at Winters as she turned her focus to the others. "Al,Matthew, and Kato you three are going in with me. Jack will be rigging the their ship once they make land fall as soon as he has lit the bombs he will head back to be extra support for Doc and the Kid should anything go sour." She unrolled a map placing it on the table before them.

"Kat said that they plan on holding the feast on this side of the island. I want Al and Kato to come in from the west. You will have three to four guards to break through, they need to be taken out as quickly and as quietly as possible. If anything goes wrong fire one warning shot from your pistol and get away. Winters you and I will come in from the east. We will drive the vermin to the water just in time to watch their ship burst in to flames." She drove her dagger into the spot on the map a smile working to her lips as the crew cheered. "And remember don't blow Kat's cover just yet."

Nightfall

Al and Kato made their way over to the western side of the huts as the feast was beginning, and waited for Eve's signal. Eve and Winters finally got over to the eastern edge, and with a sharp one note whistle she gave the others the signal to move into action.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Evelyn Blackwell Character Portrait: Hugh Marlow Character Portrait: Katarina West Character Portrait: Etten Davenport Character Portrait: Eliza Kuhn Character Portrait: Matthew Winters
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The dove call signaled the end of Al's reading time. He placed the book into his "on-shore" satchel that lay in the dirt next to him. Whenever the captain had the crew go land-side Alphonse would bring a small bag with a book and a candle, for lulls in the action where he could take up a comfortable spot and study. He swung the book over his shoulder and hopped down from his tree just nearby the make-shift pirate camp.

He landed silently and made his way to the meeting. Most everyone else was already in attendance when he arrived, and he found himself between the cabin boy Etten, and the Quartermaster Kato. Al smiled to each upon his arrival and quietly awaited the Captain's orders with his hands behind his back.

A disagreement about his assignment put the Kid in the doghouse, and lead him away from Al's side and over to Doc's. Al let out a small chuckle, then perked up when he heard his name. He, Kato, and Winters were going into action, which is usually the plan anyway. Kid and Doc did not have the combat experience that the rest of the crew did, so they usually stood behind. Al knew though, that among the 'fighters' of the crew he was the least experienced. Still, the Sea Artist could hold his own.

He was to be teamed up with Kato. This was good news, as even if he had trouble, Kato would most definitely be able to pick up the slack.

Nightfall


Al was situated behind a boulder overlooking the still 'in construction' feast. He could see the guard he was to get rid of, but they were the far from his mind at the moment. He was much more focused on Katarina.

He could see her silhouette from his spot. She was pacing about her tent while they set up the feast. He could only imagine how she must be feeling. She had to pretend to be in love with that Navy captain, and she had been for so long. It had been so long since they'd last spoken. It was tough to see her with him.

He was shaken from his day dreaming by the whistle. He placed his hand on the hilt of the rapier at his side and rose from his hiding spot, casting a look across the treeline to Kato, waiting for the second signal from him. Al, was to take the two nearest himself, while Kato was to do the same.

Al switched his glance to Katarina, who was unfortunately not facing him. He'd hoped they would share a glance or something of the like. He would have to toss the though aside and focus on the mission. Kat would be safe. Alphonse had a job to do.

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Eliza Kuhn

Nightfall


Eliza, or Doc as she was refereed to by most of the small crew they had. She didn't mind the nickname in the slightest and even encouraged it when she was in a good mood, though this was a time of tenseness and a need of split second reactions. However, she was not needed on that end. She was a lousy fighter and she was content with it. She was the one in charge of making sure her comrades wouldn't die so quickly in battle.

She usually had her own office to work in, the wooden walls appalling most who did not know her. The girl now only had a small case to hold her supplies, her beloved knives being half of them and the rest made up of several vials and bottles. She set up a small casing, the hideout not much but it supplied all that was needed. "Boy, get me a couple of leaves from outside..." she said picking up a small knife and the last orange from her side pouch. "... and another citrus." she said plainly as she began to peel.

She never trusted the young cabin boy with hardly any of her medicine, let alone needles and bottles in limited demand. He was a nice kid, and pretty cute but otherwise she saw him as little more than a monkey, keen to do anything he was asked of. That was exactly the way she wanted it.

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Character Portrait: Evelyn Blackwell Character Portrait: Etten Davenport Character Portrait: Eliza Kuhn Character Portrait: Matthew Winters
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Etten smiled happily at his masterpiece of a trap; it was an uncomplicated and fairly easy snare for someone who so fancied the devices. How did he craft it? Simple he found a sturdy branch, broke it into two, took the two pieces, and sharpened them. Etten then plunged one stick into the earth. After that, the second stick was attached to the other at a tip. To finish the trap off an immense stone was rested against the stick that hung out with rat's meat connected to it. If an animal were to even take the smallest nimble, the rock would surely collapse, crushing the bones of the creature. However the cabin boy never placed these snares in order to survive but instead for entertainment or perhaps it was combat training; maybe one day Etten will use a much more effective trap in the line of battle.

However enough about the boy's hobby and onto more important matters, such as the cooing which signaled the captain's meeting. As Etten heard the sound he lifted his linen shirt up and unto his thin torso, and just before he took off sprinting he rolled up the legs of his slacks to the knees. The female leader tossed her commands, however Etten groaning with desire to race to his instinctive stubborn ways of disobedience. Mathew gave Etten a cold glare, however that is not what only ceased the child's arguement from beginning, it was the presence of the captain. Etten would argue with anyone else on the ship without any second thought, anyone but Evelyn, at least not so impulsively.

After the gathering ended Etten tarted knives he swiped from the kitchen, striking a tree furiously.

"Damn the capt'n's bloody orders. Soon she'll regret the forsakin' on my skills," He cursed in a mutter.

Nightfall

Etten's fiery anger finally expired and the doctor aimed at the right amount of time to called him. But perhaps it was because Etten could never speak to Eliza in a repulsive tone, though instead a coquettish one. Etten enjoyed the surgeon she was much more gentle than the others aboard on the ship, however he always believe she would never hold the same interest in him as he did her. And his care for her was extremely unnoticeable; he would either be flirting or staring at her breast.

"You know I would do anything for you, my enticin' love. But my lips they ache, I purpose a kiss from you o' course in order to make it all better. Do you agree, yes?" he spoke with a wink.

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Eliza Kuhn


As Eliza peeled the first slice off of her orange and pulled it away, she heard her "assistant" speak to her. The way he spoke made her stomach churn, treating her as a piece of meat as she spoke, in her eyes at least. Her mind flashed back to Austria, being yelled at to be a perfect woman as to find a husband who would treat her right. The thing that made her leave her homeland and jump on a ship, the thing she was dealing with every day.

She took a small, silent breath and looked over the boy. Her cerulean orbs seemed to look through his soul as she spoke, her voice whispy and almost seductive as she spoke "Well, a proper fixing of that would be to remove the lips" she said with a small smile on her face, wanting to seem as odd and cold as she possibly could be. She loved to be this way, though never got the chance around the serious people.

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"But wouldn't my smile then be... outputtin'? Unless my smile is not what keeps you admiring me," he responded to Eliza approaching her slowly, enjoying the way she carried her voice in an alluring matter. "But perhaps you are the type to look beyond appearance. And I am sure you do, Eliza- you're a sweet woman who knows how to carry herself. Instead of the drooling fool I am."

Etten now talked unhurriedly and not as smooth because he was being very cautious and gingerly that he displayed the correct words. Sincere words of his own and not of drunken low-lives Etten encountered in the darkest tavern he could discover. He attempt to seem calm but inside he was tense, shaking with anxiety and nervousness. Etten truly did delight in her company, and yes things may appear inappropriately, but never did he have a mentor to guide him in relationships.

Etten let the silence sink into the moment before moving back questioning, "Should I bring a torch with me? It is dark. But you know me, so clumsy I may just burn the whole island down. I hope I'll out grow out that, actually I don't know if I want to grow up. Probably because I am just going to remain as the wee-little-ole-me. And no one cares about the small lad."

The boy all of suddenly felt a burning itch against the back of his neck. He tap it, digging his dirty fingernails into the rosy bump. Mosquito bites, the buggers would eat him up; Etten have always wished he were handed more clothes so he could avoid this problem. However he always feared that he would give the captain or any other crew members a bad impression if he begged for it.

"Cursed beast," he sighed, still abrading the infected skin.
"There are enough adorn on my legs, now my neck. If this continues, nothing serious will surely happen, yes?"

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"I would spend day and night babblin' with ya', dear miss, however I believe ya' may not feel the same. Though I would feel happier by obtaining those ingredients," Etten chatted rather quickly ending the conversation in such an abrupt manner, for it was never him to dash his way into completing a chore. However he believes the sooner he marches toward the bowels of the forest, quicker he will be able to kiss adventure- and that is truly what he adores. Well, that is what he believes however he never captivated a genuine, authentic quest, but perhaps something so small such as gathering resources shall guide him too it. Etten desires to exist in the way old heroes in folk tales did.

Etten decided to bring along with him a torch, promising himself he would venture out gingerly. Entering the forest as one hand carried his light source where as the other held his weapon of survival- a slender kitchen knife. His bare feet embraced the moist soil while fresh aromas of greenery and animal odors traveled through his nostrils. Etten listened to the buzzing of insects and the hollering of mammals. Though the one noise he hurried to was the screeching of a baby bird; he witnessed the animal crying in distraught of a broken wing. Etten never befriend one of another specie, in fact often he leads them to their death with the traps he places. Even back in the orphanage, there was a stray dog Etten would swing his legs at, shooing the creature away from the little food he was given. The cabin boy did not know why he was saving the thing, perhaps it was because he say himself in the bird- young, hopeless, without a mother or father to aid him.

I guess I could call it Sunshine, my nickname back in my old "home," Etten interacted with himself mentally, however not speaking to it for that is what he saw the animal as- an it. He continued on his search once he shoved the bird into his weak sack lying on his back. Gathering leaves was very easy for the doctor never may her self specific on what type of leaves and if she did it would be more than likely that Etten would forget. But now was the hard part- finding the oranges, though that was not his main worry and that is to not get lost however that may be too late from prevent happening.