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Abigail Draunhurst

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Weilacca

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Abigail Draunhurst


Age: 23 Image
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Ethnicity: White
Profession: Pirate
Alignment: Lawful Good

Height: 5 feet 4 inches
Weight: 64kg
Hair: Brown, Long
Eyes: Brown

Clothing: Usually simple shirts and pencil skirts.
Weapons:
None
Items:
None
Ayna Affinity: Sound
Ayna Abilities:
Holds two nodes, where the second 'stray' node is present on the outside of the body. When synchronising with the stray node, there can be a massive destructive force along with the summoning of a spear demon (even without the spear).
Mainly less destructive and used to influence the body more than the surroundings.

Skills:
Educated - Abigail has a wide range of knowledge from her self studying habits, showing a good understanding in many complicated things.
Natural Sa'ooayna master - Abigail contains a large pool of Sa'ooayna for a broad range of uses. She also contains a second 'node' from her connection to a demon.

Weaknesses:
Weak - Abigail is a very frail woman, unable to show any physical advantages over any opponent.
Fearful - Abigail has high doubts about her own abilities, and shows no motivation to fight, but knows that she needs to.

So begins...

Abigail Draunhurst's Story

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Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Patraeko SW Payemyndii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio Character Portrait: Teutanne Bonny Hurra
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A large portal opened above one of the Sky Islands, allowing a strange spaceship to enter the area. Designed to look nearly the same as the old galleons of the 18th century with the word 'Seishaw' written along both sides of the bow, massive solar sails hung from the five masts, three layers of cannons present on both sides of the massive ship. What made this structure strange was the strange wing-like nets that protruded from both sides of the stern, floating perfectly as if unaffected by gravity. The large engines quickly fell to a humming stop as the ship wondered above the island, stopping all movement in the process.

A loud, high pitched scream could be heard from within the cabin as Abigail screamed as loud as her lungs would allow, clutching hard on one of her books as she did so. In front of her, Patraeko stood, watching in amazement while holding a clipboard, a great smile across his face which slowly faded as Abigail stopped to catch her breath, breathing heavily in fatigue as she looked over her glasses at Patraeko. "Well? Do you feel anything?" Patraeko asked, eager for good results as he held a pen to the clipboard.
"No, nothing." Abigail replied between her breaths, causing Patraeko to click his tongue in annoyance as he crossed a label saying 'Super Saiyan' off his list.
"Dang, so you're not Saiyan. Perhaps you could be an exorcist, or maybe a vampire. Oh a Demon king would be good."
"King? I'm a girl."
"Hey, I'm not transphobic.
"No, I'm a girl.
"You can identify as what you want.
Abigail gave a puzzled look as a third voice sounded from outside the entrance to the cabin, coming more clear as Vladimir entered the room. "Patraeko, what have you been doing to her now?" He asked, his voice filled with annoyance as he took the clipboard from Patraeko, "What does this say?"
"Oi, I'm just finding our protagonist's special power." Patraeko answered, attempting to grab the clipboard back from Vladimir's hands, only to watch it get snapped in half, the paper ripped to shreds.
"Stop messing around, this isn't some superhero movie." Vladimir snapped, hitting Patraeko across the back of his head with what's left of the clipboard. "We have something more important to worry about, some woman just opened a portal in front of the ship, apparently we've made it to an unregistered area. Which is impossible, ever since the formation of the Commonwealth, the whole galaxy had been registered."
Patraeko's face lit up at this information, "Just like an anime!" he called out of excitement, leaving Vladimir's face to fall to a scowl...

Outside, on the top deck of the ship, the crew continued their work half-heartedly, paying more attention on the rare sights of the floating islands that existed below them. It was obvious the crew were neither Human nor Shaki'lyu, they seemed to be strange green-coloured goo like creatures with bits of stone layered over their body as means to allow them to shape themselves into four-legged creatures. Among this group stood the two immortals, Connor and Charlotte, both standing at the railings of the ship to look at the strange islands. Although, Charlotte was struggling to look over the railing due to her height.
Suddenly, the door to the cabin was ripped off it's hinges as Patraeko was thrown outside, slapping onto the metal flooring with a loud thud as he continued his journey across the ship, stopping directly next to the two immortals. "Yo," Patraeko greeted with a raised hand before pulling himself back to his feet, dusting his clothes off as if nothing had happened before joining in the admiration of the scenery.

"Ah, Lord Payemyndii. We seem to have made it to unregistered territory, what should we do?" Charlotte asked, still trying to look over the railing.
"We should explore! Like the privateers we are!" Patraeko answered, happy to have been thrown outside. "Vlad! We're going to explore, come join!" He called out as he grabbed Connor by the back of his clothing, throwing him over the railing before joining him in the fall. "Oh, gravity's a thing."

After a small moment of falling, Connor landed perfectly on his feet. He looked around for just a moment before looking up towards the falling Shaki'lyu, his arms raised outwards as he moved side to side in the attempt to catch him. Sadly, the attempt was made in vain as Patraeko face first into the ground with a loud thud, a few feet away from Connor. Luckily, after a few seconds of silence, Patraeko raised his arm and made a thumbs up sign as he spoke "You tried!"
These strange actions, along with the appearance of the ship would have grabbed the attention of all inhabitants of the island, watching as a small circular pod containing Vladimir and Abigail travelled down to the land.

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Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Patraeko SW Payemyndii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio Character Portrait: Teutanne Bonny Hurra
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Tuetanne had just left her room when she heard a commotion in the lobby. “They have to be at least 8 feet tall! Except for a couple. One was a tiny girl and the other a short boy. One of the giants actually fell from the ship!” One of the tall men said. He was tan, like all the tall men there, with sandy brown hair. His eyes were a deep brown. The lady was a little shorter than him, with sun colored blonde hair. Her eyes a slight blue. She was also tan, like all the tall girls there.

She decided to go see what the commotion was really all about. Her hands reached out in reassurance that her orbs were still there. People had gathered to the beach now, but her eyes focused on the ship. It was pretty big compared to everything else on the island, but it also wasn’t the first ship she had seen. Dodging and moving she finally made her way close enough to get a somewhat good look. The tall man wasn’t lying when he said they were tall.

Oh hot diggity dog look at this. I have come just in time to see some Gods. Holy hell. She accidentally projected out to all the tall one guys in the group. She shrunk into the crowd, glad for her shortness for once. Please don't see me. Please please please... The tall men looked down at her and she blushed hard, skipping off towards any place that wasn't around the group.

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Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Patraeko SW Payemyndii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio Character Portrait: Teutanne Bonny Hurra
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As the crowd grew larger and larger, Patraeko stood proudly with his hands on his hips, his chest puffed out while looking off into the distance. The definition of 'cool'. Of course, Vladimir and Abigail finally appeared next to the two, looking over the large group. Charlotte, on the other hand, was left on the ship to overlook the strange crew. "I hope everyone isn't hostile, I don't think I'm ready for a fight" Abigail mumbled to Vladimir, who was already frowning at Patraeko's stupid poses.
"Either way, it's still training for you." he replied, ready to pounce at Patraeko as he slowly stepped forward towards the crowd.

Patraeko spaced his legs apart, shifting his weight mainly to his cybernetic leg as he moved his biological hand over his face, peering between his fingers. "Hello, natives! We come in pea-" His words were quickly paused by Vladimir as he his Patraeko across the back of his head, knocking him down to the ground once again before looking towards the crowd.
"We apologize for such a sudden appearance, all we ask is access to your starmaps and perhaps an open trade for supplies. Is that possible?" He called out, his emotionless voice bold and powerful as it echoed through the silent atmosphere.

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Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Patraeko SW Payemyndii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio Character Portrait: Teutanne Bonny Hurra
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She turned back, moving back to a spot where she could see the newly arrived people. The man who spoke, spoke with great confidence. What is...over...oh he is blind. Damn, guess Gods can't really be perfect. She thought. Teutanna hadn't notice herself leaning against the but of one of the many tall men on the island.

"Miss, your body is on mine. I know we don't know each other, and hell you are one red hot lady, but maybe a date first?" He laughed. She blushed from head to toe, stumbling in whatever direction the bodies she hit moved her, her final destination was on her butt in between the crowd of people and the new comers. Her head slowly turned to look at back at the new comers and stumbled on her knees, backing up. I-I am not supplies nor starmaps. Ehh, jesus...they are...GOING TO NEED TO GOT TO THE HAPNSACK FOR STARMAPS! Yeah and uh maybe for trades? She projected the thought to the group. Her obs were floating, Earth getting slightly bigger as the ocean behind the group started to have bigger waves.

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Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Patraeko SW Payemyndii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio Character Portrait: Teutanne Bonny Hurra
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Patraeko watched the strange movement of the red-haired woman in the ground. His face filled with seriousness as he watched her fall to the ground. As soon as her voice was projected in the group's mind, everything fell quiet, all seriousness throughout the group as Patraeko lowered his body to the same level at the woman, squatting and staring in a delinquent-like manner, glaring hard into her eyes.

The silence continued for what seemed like forever before it was broken by the careless voice of Patraeko, spoken through a smiling mouth; "You can speak without moving your mouth!? That's amazing! Do it again" His voice was filled with amazement as he bounced the floating orb between his hands. "Do this spin around you? That's some great special power! Better than the demon king we have here!"

"I'm not a demon!" Abigail called out, her calm, feminine voice giving it's damnedest to sound annoyed. Vladimir, on the other hand, glared at Patraeko with his arms folded, resisting the need to smack the man across the back of the head once again. Connor had already been distracted by a butterfly which hung around his body, staring at it with the look of confusion as he followed it around in circles.

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Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Patraeko SW Payemyndii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio Character Portrait: Teutanne Bonny Hurra
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Teutanne froze as the giant approach and got eye level with her. Up close he looked like a dead mannequin robot. Poor guy, he must have been handsome at some point. Gay robot might just kil-, her thought was interrupted by his over excitement of her gift. He was too close to her necklace, one yank and he could end her. The Earth orb glowed more growing between his paws. Both of her hands swiftly went up, the ground beneath Patreako sending him flying into the waters behind his group.


S-Sorry about that! Just...NEVER touch my orbs. EVER. She projected to the group. The crowd had backed away from them by this time. Some taking refugee behind the trees. She stood up, dusting herself off and smiled gently. I can show you to the place for your starmaps, they might even do trades with you. Just...don't bring that one with you. She projected once more, pointing to the ugly mannequin.

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Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Patraeko SW Payemyndii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio Character Portrait: Teutanne Bonny Hurra
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Before anyone could realise what was going on, Patraeko was thrown over the group, his annoying call of enjoyment echoed throughout the area before he landed in the water with a large splash caused by a Shaki'lyu's great weight. A short pause took place as the situation was slowly processed by the rest of the group, leaving the woman's words to strike laugher in Connor, followed by Abigail, even Charlotte's laughter could be heard from the ship as she rolled on the floor, wiping her tears away. For Vladimir, this laughter took a while to sink in to his serious mind, finally causing him to quickly turn to the resurfacing Patraeko; "NO, DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE!" he called as a threat.

"So that's what you call them..." Patraeko replied, ignoring Vladimir's threats, "I'll have you know I never did such a form of sexual harassment."

Vladimir's face quickly returned to it's scowl as he watched Patraeko return to the group, of course, it was too late for him to be punished. After all, the woman did give some helpful information. "We'd be happy to go with you, thanks" He replied, moving his hand in a commanding swing, telling Patraeko to stay put with Connor keeping him company. Allowing Vladimir and Abigail to approach the woman, ready to be lead to the place. As a form of apology, Abigail decided to introduce the group of misfits. "I'm sorry for Lord Payemyndii's actions. I'm Abigail, and this is Vladimir. The other guy is Connor."

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Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Patraeko SW Payemyndii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio Character Portrait: Teutanne Bonny Hurra
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She stared in bewilderment as the group laughed and a small laugh coming from the ship. Teutanne jumped at the sound of Vladimir's threat. Good gosh, he can talk to me like that anytime. She thought while her cheeks turned red. That quickly went away once the ugly mannequin resurfaced. At first she was confused by his words, but it then settled in what he meant and she fought hard to keep back the blush.

When Vladimir spoke again Teutanne had to do everything in her power not to take a hard swoon to the left, but has he and the small girl approached her head tilted back. She couldn't help the little smirk that crossed her lips, but she managed to look down at Abigail. Oh...the mannequin is a Lord. My apologies! She bowed in apology before standing straight again. I am Teutanne, if you would so kindly follow me. It is not too far. She looked at Connor and waved a goodbye, totally ignoring the giant Lord mannequin that was by him.

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Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Patraeko SW Payemyndii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio Character Portrait: Teutanne Bonny Hurra
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He stared down to the girl who stood before him, wondering why there was some form of stuttering as her body moved around awkwardly. If only he could see her expression, then it would be easier to discern her feelings, but if he did remove his blindfold; all hell would break loose. With a small grunt of approval, Vladimir walked beside Teutanne as she lead the two to where they needed to go. Abigail followed closely behind, quickly looking at all the people around her as she kept close to Vladimir, her face flushed with a reddish colour as she looked down at the ground.

Connor waved back, a big smile on his face that was comparable to a toddler who was given some chocolate, happy to be noticed and waved at instead of shot. "Y'know, there's a think called speech marks, Sambea." Patraeko spoke out, looking up into the sky as if someone was there, a cocky smile on his face before falling back to look towards Connor. "I'm bored already, let's explore!"

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Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Patraeko SW Payemyndii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio Character Portrait: Teutanne Bonny Hurra
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She passed the upside down water fall and headed the opposite way from where she was staying. They came to a small town filled with shops. People stopped what they were doing to stare at her, Vladimir, and Abigail. Her cheeks started to become pink with a blush so she sped up a little. She could see the shop with the starmaps up ahead. No one could actually miss it. It was the only shop on the street that had planets on its sign. It read "Guiding Star" in big yellow letters against a black background. Tourist went in and out as they arrived. She looked at Vladimir then back at the shop. "How in the world is he going to fit in there?" She thought before smiling.

"Here we go! Guiding Star. It should have what you need. If you need me for anything else I will be at the beach watching over that ugly man-I mean your Lord." She projected. She waved at Abigail and Vladimir before heading back to the beach. The orbs floated and swayed as she walked. She imagined if all of his kind were tall like that. Her hand pressed against her chest over her heart. "Oh I sure hope so!" She thought.

The beach goers had kind of went back to normal, refusing to stay anywhere near Patreako. She saw Connor and laughed at his child like stance. "Connor!" She projected smiling as she ran towards him.

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Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Patraeko SW Payemyndii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio Character Portrait: Teutanne Bonny Hurra
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Vladimir nodded at the woman, glad to have found the source of some starmaps, while also quite glad to have a sane person offer to look over Patraeko, normally people would try their best to avoid him. Which is a given. "Alright, you know the kind of starmaps we need?" Vladimir asked Abigail, who nodded in reply before cautiously entering the building alongside Vladamir. Glances of fear were easily given from the natives who were also surfing the store, watching as the two irregulars walked straight to the counter. "I want a starmap, of the whole galaxy."

Meanwhile, Connor and Patraeko were wasting their time with a friendly game of catch. Patraeko's great cybernetic arm strength easily gave the need of travelling a far distance in order to catch whatever was thrown. "Alright, Connor! Go long!" Patraeko called out, smiling out of enjoyment as he prepared to throw the item. This command was quickly acted upon as Connor responded by running backwards, keeping an eye on Patraeko in order to watch the item fly through the air. Of course, his attention was grabbed by the red haired voice-less woman who was running towards him, quickly causing him to make "shoo" signs for her to stay away as Patraeko finally threw the item.

His cybernetic arm was of such power, one could clearly hear it slice through the air as a grenade was thrown at nearly sonic speed. There was no arc of travel influenced by gravity, this sheer speed allowed the grenade to travel in a straight line. This was nothing, Connor moved left and right several times, his arms held out to catch the grenade. Although, it seemed that his great eyesight was for shooting, not catching as the grenade smacked against his face. At the same time, it exploded, ripping apart Connor's top half into a majestic scene of blood and guts.

Patraeko simple cheered at such an achievement, pumping his fist into the air as he looked up to the Seishaw to see Charlotte standing upon the railing. With an increased dramatic effect, Charlotte slowly raised a card in the air, reading "9", followed by two of the Fleeair crew which held up cards reading "8" and "9.2586". "Amazingly specific!" Patraeko called out, taking the role of the call-out as Vladimir was busy. Finally he noticed the red-haired girl approaching;

"Oh, it's Tooty."

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Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Patraeko SW Payemyndii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio Character Portrait: Teutanne Bonny Hurra
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Teutanne saw Patraeko lift his arm from the corner of her eye, but stumbled to a stop when Connor shooed her away. Her eyes squinted to see what was flying through the air. She realized too late what it was and the grenade hit Connor's face. She didn't know what was worse, seeing the sweet boy blow up or the terrified screams of the people. Her mouth had dropped and for what seemed like minutes she couldn't move. Her mind was trying to figure out what exactly had happen. The sheer thought of someone blowing up their group member made her angry. The ground beneath Patraeko started to shake, actually the ground for three miles going both ways began to shake.

The people started to run, scream, cry. Bigger and bigger waves started to crash against the beach. "What....did you do, you stupid ugly dead looking mannequin?!" She projected. All orbs were glowing now. Teutanne could hear the voices of the dead coming from her Spirit World Orb.

"He's not here." Spirit Jules spoke.

"No one has passed the border." Spirit Francis said.

"Teutanne, he's not dead." Spirit Dimitranus gravelly mumbled.

She held her hands out towards the bits of Connor. "Don't tell me he isn't dead, maybe his soul is lost. Do you honestly think someone could come back from that?!" She projected to the spirits. The ground stopped shaking and the waves went back to normal.

"From what I can tell the spirit is lingering in around the body, but I cannot see a detachment." Spirit Elizanne softly said.

Teutanne sighed with somewhat of a relief ."Thank goodness I guess, but look at that body. Why hasn't it detach? That poor sweet innocent boy." She projected to the spirits. One of her hands flicked towards Patraeko and in cased his body water up to his neck. "Why would you kill one of your sweetest members on your team? Look at him!" She projected to the nutcase in front of her.

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Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Patraeko SW Payemyndii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio Character Portrait: Teutanne Bonny Hurra
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"What the fuck has this idiot done now?" Vladimir questioned, walking back to the ship with two starmaps carried beneath his arms. Abigail, walking beside him, gave her own hand with carrying a third starmap in her arms; a worried face was worn as the two entered the scene. The only reaction Vladimir could give was the speaking of Shaki'lyu profanity under his breath, shaking his head as he ignored was was going on, allowing Abigail to follow directly behind.

On the other hand, Patraeko was laughing at Teutanne's negative reaction to his little game. As he could see with his eye, a large amount of energy seemed to have been expelled from the orbs that orbited her neck, forcing Patraeko to give off a whistle of amusement as he saw the pretty colours take place. "No no, he's fine." He replied, waving his hand in front of his face as a sign of dismissal, "Fucker never had a soul to begin with."

The next scene was something that drew the attention of the other two pirates, stopping them in their tracks as they saw their leader get encased in water as the red-haired woman vented her anger. Laughing was Patraeko's only reaction, struggling to speak as he laughed harder and harder. "Alright alright, enough. I'm bored of this now." He stated as he simply walked out from the water encasement, showing no signs of struggle as he approached Teutanne.

That was when things seemed to have gotten out of character, Patraeko had grabbed Teut by the scruff of her neck, picking her up to his height where the two could stare into each other's eyes. It was easier to see the details of his biological eye at this distance, the red iris, the black pupil, but there was something different; the pupil seemed to be in the shape of two Xs placed together, forming some form of double zig-zag. But that wasn't all, there was some ominous feeling present in this eye, as if it was larger, as if it was directly behind Teutanne and staring into her soul. "Stop now, he's fine."

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Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Patraeko SW Payemyndii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio Character Portrait: Teutanne Bonny Hurra
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She blinked at his words. "He never had a soul?" She thought confused. Her eyes grew wide as he walked out of her trap. No one or thing could ever get out of. She backed up, but was grabbed by the scruff of her neck and lifted into the air. If he breaks the necklace. The necklace grew to a heat that could melt most metals. It never burned her. The necklace held a dark secret back. It kept things locked it place so no one would get hurt. If anyone would to remove it many people and things would die. She freaked for a moment before she stared back into the ugly ass eye and leaned closer, "If you say so, but...uhm...are you....are you okay? Y-Your eye is being weird. I think the store has eye drops. Dear Goddess did I actually hurt you?! I didn't mean to...I am so so so so sorry! Eehh I don't know if I have enough money to fix that eye. Also the neck-" She projected as she swayed her legs back and forth before freezing again.

Something caught the corner of her eye and she glanced at Connor's body slowly regenerating, "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." She projected. Teutanne looked back at Patarko and glanced in Connor's general area.

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Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Patraeko SW Payemyndii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio Character Portrait: Teutanne Bonny Hurra
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Patraeko didn't have a chance to answer Teutanne's foolish questions, his attention was quickly grabbed by the small girl that was standing on the edge of the ship, her hands on her hips as he called down to the group; "Oi, are you idiots gonna continue making me bored, or are we gonna get going?" Charlotte was easily growing bored of torturing the Fleeair crew that manned the ship, while also getting slightly concerned in their actions towards her.

Slowly lowering Teut to the ground, Patraeko decided to react. A smirk grew across his face as he used one hand to push his hair back slightly, his hand covering one of his eyes. A small chuckle could be heard from Patraeko as he raised his glance towards Charlotte, "Charlotte, I have been meaning to point this out to you" He spoke, his voice deep and 'cool' while the words were spoken in Japanese, "You see..." With this small pause, Patraeko pushed his hair back even more before pointing his free hand towards Charlotte shouting his next words, "I CAN SEE YOUR PANTIES!"

Disappointment quickly filled the air as everyone around him uttered the same word at the same time "Pervert", even some Fleeair managed to push that word through their nonexistent throats while the headless Connor raised a thumbs-up. However, the atmosphere had returned to it's seriousness as Patraeko's rival in randomness chuckled in reaction. Her hand raised to cover her face while she looked between her fingers, her weight shifted to one leg. "Then, what colour are they" She questioned out of all seriousness, as if there was a trump card she held beneath her sleeve.

"Black and red lace you feisty thing." Patraeko replied instantly, crossing his arms in victory while he nodded to himself,
"WRONG!" Charlotte's hand was quickly pushed forward as if she was performing some form of counter attack, "I'M NOT WEARING ANY!"

"THAT'S NOT ANY BETTER!" Vladimir instantly shouted in reaction, "AND WHAT'S WITH THAT POSE?". Even the whole group was shocked to hear Charlotte's idiotic answer, even causing Patraeko to click his tongue in defeat as he walked over to grab Connor, dragging him by one of his feet. "And don't feel defeated!" Vladimir continued, his face showing serious annoyance as he gave up on dealing with the group.

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Teut rubbed her neck once she was put down and nearly laughed at Pat's comment. She cleared her throat, refusing to let Pat think he was actually funny. She looked up to see the tiny girl with blonde hair. Her blue eyes shinning down. She thought Charlotte was cute, almost as cute as Abi. Her head shook and she looked up at Vlad, smirking at his reaction. He seemed like a true leader.

Teut ran to catch up with Conner and Pat as they walked off, she poke Conner, amazed by his regeneration. "Amazing" She thought, not minding where they were going. She looked up and was staring at Vlad's ass. "O-Oh my...." She thought, slowly reaching up.

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Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Patraeko SW Payemyndii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio Character Portrait: Teutanne Bonny Hurra
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As the group walked off to return to the ship via the transport pod, Patraeko stopped in his tracks to look back at Teutanne. His eye showing a look of opportunity, Connor had already been thrown over his shoulder to make it easier to carry him, some parts of his body dripping from the remaining half of his head that slowly regenerated. "Tooty fruity, if you like this." He moved his eye to point towards Vladimir's behind, "Then why don't you join us?"

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Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Patraeko SW Payemyndii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio Character Portrait: Teutanne Bonny Hurra Character Portrait: Grim
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Grim wanted to see the floating ship up close so he walk from the inn he was staying at. After getting a little closer he noticed people were running to get away from something. Soon he got close enough he started feel powerful people near the ship, thinking to himself that this may be his chance to get away from this place he decides ask the captain if he would hire him. As he look around he saw a group that was heading to what look like a transport pod. Hoping to catch them before they leave, he flash-step paces away from them next to and young girl with red hair that was talking to the group. without wasting time he spoke with eagerness to the whole group not knowing if one of them is the leader or not.

"Sorry if i interrupt anything but are you guys looking for an sellsword by any chance....? You see i have been stuck here for over 100 years and i will be more than happy to leave this places behind and see new things."

After speaking Grim draw his black longsword and stab it in the ground in front of him. The sword itself began to produce and purple flame that began to snake up the blade to the hult. The flame color matches Grim's eyes as he looks over the group to see who responds to his request to join.

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Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Patraeko SW Payemyndii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio Character Portrait: Teutanne Bonny Hurra Character Portrait: Grim
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Teut was about to answer when someone interrupted. "Who the hell is?" She thought as she eyed him. Her tapped one of her orbs for comfort as he stabbed his sword in the ground. Her eyes lifted to Pat to see his reaction. She barely knew the fool so she didn't know if she would take him as a threat or some kind of entertainment. Her eyes glanced at Vlad and almost swooned again. "So handsome." She though, covering her cheeks and wiggling in her spot.

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Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Patraeko SW Payemyndii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio Character Portrait: Teutanne Bonny Hurra Character Portrait: Grim
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Patraeko gave off a large sigh of annoyance at the appearance of yet another person. Someone who seemed to be about cliche as it gets, perhaps they lost their family at a young age due to the intervention of some big corporation or whatever. Now that would make an amazingly boring anime. With the man's random talking, Patraeko simply moved his hand as if it were a mouth, matching up the movements with the man's voice. It was pretty obvious that the group had seen this kind of stuff before; Charlotte had disappeared back into the ship while Abigail gave off a soft sigh. Even Connor, who's head was still regenerating, moved his hand to plant it against his face. Was he always conscious at this time?

"No, we don't need some help." Vladimir replied bluntly, dismissing the man with a wave of his hand before continuing back into the pod. Patraeko simply decided to say nothing, his head was still banging from Vladimir's annoying reactions to his little jokes and he really wanted to get going. Instead, he simply swung his head as an invitation to Teutanne to allow her to enter the pod and join the group back on the Seishaw.

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Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Patraeko SW Payemyndii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio Character Portrait: Teutanne Bonny Hurra Character Portrait: Grim
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Teut nodded and entered the pod, looking back at the guy with the sword. She stared at him and wondered why he hadn't asked to get off earlier with other people? There was always ships coming and going, yet now he asked. Her eyes glanced up at Pat and wondered if he wondered the same thing, then her face went slack. "No way in hell he would think that...but maybe Vald." She thought.

"A weird soul he is, he is." One spirit whispered.

The setting changes from The Sky Islands to The Galactic Bar

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Character Portrait: Carnaelgaar Cysius Character Portrait: Arnok The Supreme Character Portrait: Alekassandra Vladaminsky Character Portrait: Trami San Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Morganovicz Skeel Character Portrait: Weilacca Vladaminsky III Character Portrait: Daemos Hetgenii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio
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A warp portal opened beyond the eternity gate within the throne room, millions of demons could be seen beyond the portal as five individuals calmly entered the realm. Chaos had hired powerful mercenaries for their assault on Holy Terra, mercenaries that held the knowledge of the Shaki'lyu race along with power beyond those seen before, a grand addition to the assault which could change the tide of war in any situation. Arnok the Supreme, a great lord accompanied by four of the mercenaries. A Shaki'lyu, Vladimir, dressed in pure black clothing and overcoat, a rag stretched across his blind eyes as the two Rostovii greatswords hung from his belt. He was a Rostovii, a subspecies that could be considered to be a completely different species of Shaki'lyu itself due to their differential biology, no heat was given off from the body, rendering him invisible to the Shaki'lyu eye, no photosynthesis took place which increased the need for food while the dual affinities of the Rostovii node made them much more powerful.
The other three were simply human, one seeming to be twelve years old, Charlotte, an immortal. She held trillions of nanobots within her body which enabled the regeneration of any wounds along with the access to any forms of weapon and ammunition, dressed in a simple shirt and skirt. An undead human, Connor, wielding two automatic pistols paired with the perfect aim of his enhanced eyes and the addition of the eye of Payemyndii itself. And a normal human, Abigail, wielding two nodes as she acted as a host for a recovering spear demon.

The five were met with a welcoming of weapons pointed to their heads as ten guards rushed to their position in the efforts to protect the Emperor of Man. "Don't worry, Arnok, we'll handle this for you." Vladimir spoke out, his voice filled with boredom and concern as he gestured to Charlotte, "Lord Payemyndii won't be happy to miss out on this action, I hope your leader will keep him occupied, Arnok. Charlotte, take them down."




"Daemos, turn that flashlight off!" The High Emperor ordered, "We don't want to make ourselves known. Everyone needs to stick together until we reach the Emperor of Man." A hand was placed on Daemos' burning body with the goal of calming him down, "I have missed fighting by your side, just hang on a little longer."

With that, Alekassandra and Morganovicz beside Daemos as means to protect the case, allowing the group to meet a formation in order to rush to the eternity gate to deliver their package. "It'd be nice if you set up some force field, Trami." Alekassandra stated, followed by a nod of agreement from Morganovicz who held his halberd in a defensive stance.

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Character Portrait: Carnaelgaar Cysius Character Portrait: Arnok The Supreme Character Portrait: Alekassandra Vladaminsky Character Portrait: Trami San Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Morganovicz Skeel Character Portrait: Weilacca Vladaminsky III Character Portrait: Daemos Hetgenii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio
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The ten custodies arrived to where the invaders were, they were the only ones who were stopping them from reaching the Emperor. They were armed with their guardian spears and equipped with golden power armor. They aimed their spears at the enemy, saying a silent prayer to the Emperor. They could not afford to fail, or else the Emperor would die. "Foul xeno! You shall take no step past this point! Glory to the Emperor brothers! We shall not fail him this day!" One of the honor guards called out as they stood shoulder by shoulder. Arnok simply chuckled, it would be interesting to see what these mercenaries could do. One of them had demonic energy, so this should make for a nice show.

Inside the Throne room, one lone centurion stood in front of the Emperor. "Do not worry father, I sense that your new body is near. I will ensure that you survive this day...even if I have to die I will atone for my failure..." The centurion spoke, almost as if he knew him personally.



Carn almost growled under his breath, however they had to make it to the Emperor without being spotted. The faster they could move the faster they can make it to Eternity Gate. Using the Veil Of Time on all of them, they would suddenly move faster and their senses seemed to improve almost knowing what could happen one second ahead of time.




For Abbadon The Despoiler, he watched the battle going from his flagship. As he watched he turned to the Mercenary he had hired and began to question him. "Give me every last detail about your peoples equipment. What are their weapons capable of, Ship weaponry and armor, Tactics, anything we need in case their allies come." He spoke.

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Character Portrait: Carnaelgaar Cysius Character Portrait: Arnok The Supreme Character Portrait: Alekassandra Vladaminsky Character Portrait: Trami San Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Morganovicz Skeel Character Portrait: Weilacca Vladaminsky III Character Portrait: Daemos Hetgenii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio
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Even if none of the answears was directly targeted towards Trami he understood what they would need to do: get to the throne room in as short time as possible, Daemos was already more than ready to "Divert" anyone daring to attack us. But now we needed finess. The moment Carn used his powers Trami was overflowed, His mind was working hard keeping up with the many minds surrounded Him, But now He could feel Carn's power, His mind was working at an incredible speed. He could feel every single presence, even those around the Throne room. His eyes darkened As he become one with the beings around him. Both The friendly and hostile

He took some gentle steps forward, Pushing his way straight past Daemos. Standing infront of the group he stretched both his arms out to each side. Before releasing an incredible burst of power, Creating Cracks in the concrete underneath him. The power blew straight trough everyone blowing anyone unsteady of their feet. he would make sure that not a single being here would not feel his presence. he started slowly walking towards the throne room. He could feel the Emperor's mind, along with the immense power it held. He would not allow that glorious Mind to be hurt, Reaching the first wall he simply walked straight trough it, His power Grinding the concrete into dust, he made sure that the presence he exuded would make his allies not attempt to get too close. No, he made sure His powers would Affect the minds of everyone, Filling them with primal fear, much like Alekassandra's power. No one would dare to attempt to intercept them, But the more powerful enemies, The ones attacking the Emperor would surely know he was coming, Yet That was not to his worries.

Since Carn's "Veil Of Time" Physically speed people up in their acts, Trami's Mind, Wich already was Fast Now worked at such an Speed no one could stand against him, Well, the affect would not last long, And Trami understood this, And thus made sure he would be as much Useful and Impressive as possible.

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Character Portrait: Carnaelgaar Cysius Character Portrait: Arnok The Supreme Character Portrait: Alekassandra Vladaminsky Character Portrait: Trami San Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Morganovicz Skeel Character Portrait: Weilacca Vladaminsky III Character Portrait: Daemos Hetgenii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio
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The hand on his shoulder quelled the flames in an instant, even causing Daemos to wince a little. It must've hurt Weilacca to some degree to shove his hand into fire. The Left King's first instinct was to mentally berate himself, but this wasn't the time. Especially not since the human was doing something..Strange. The good kind of strange, too.

Everything went..Faster..No, slower. Everything was definitely moving slower, it was Daemos that was faster. Much, much faster. In fact as he whirled around he could swear Trami stepping forward was deja vu, same with Alek and Morg stepping up. That's when it keyed in, precognition. This was perfect, so perfect if only he didn't have to be tethered to this damnable case!

That's when it hit him.

"Heh...My dear Emperor Weilacca.." A wicked smile crept across his face as his entire body tensed. Hell, he could feel every individual cell tense. "What say we make a olde dash for it, hmm? I saw we get to this throne as quick as possible. Allow me to take the case, and let us run." Finally, something exciting.