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Appollonia

" An Aschen Adept Of War."

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Ersatz Creed

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Once known as Jacqueline "The Blue Switch" Nightingale, she was given the name of Apollonia after being re-educated by the Aschen (her captors). She accepted this name and became The Destroyer that her new Masters had named her to be. The effectiveness of her re-education and indoctrination could not be doubted. Apollonia was obsessed with the Aschen culture, history, and mostly Emperor Prince. Looking into the mirror, she saw a woman...a foreigner. Someone who was not Aschen. It left a bitter taste in her mouth to see someone who would be perceived as a foreigner when she looked at her own reflection. Her disgust was such that she took a knife to her face but her recent augmentations prevented the knife from being able to do any noticeable damage... Unsatisfied she liquidated her assets to correct her appearance. A stray, perverse thought almost caused her to seek the perfection of appearing like a woman worthy of Prince's admiration but this she interpreted as arrogance and had immediately snuffed it out. The surgeries had her look Tauron and she acquired various tattoos which detailed her achievements and failures.

This was the first step in her campaign to becoming someone worthy of being at the Emperor's feet. Her missions were given and completed with a cold and calculating efficiency yet they were at time not without hiccups. Some hardwired bad habits from her previous lifestyle had caused Apollonia to not use various equipment because they did not fit her own personal preferences. Though this had never caused any major fault, it was a habit she did not outgrow until it nearly proved fatal. When deployed to investigate and eliminate an anomaly, she encountered a Chaos Sorcerer. Using outdated gear and possessing no anti magic weaponry, Apollonia nearly died at the hands of this Chaos Sorcerer. Her death was avoided due to the intervention of allied Taiyou, to include a Steel Ronin, and the involvement of the Goddess Athena.

Scarcely escaping with her life, Apollonia put in a request for leave. During this approved period of absence from her usual missions, she took to isolation and contemplated her previous mannerisms as well as the fight between the Chaos Sorcerer and herself. Her personal preferences had nearly caused her to die. It would be of little consequence if she died, she was but one out of many but Apollonia was not thinking of herself. Had it been a scenario where failure meant Prince could be harmed, her lack of preparation would have meant Prince's death. Apple saw that her obsessions, while a fountain of determination and strength, had been used against her. So the question lingered, how could she become stronger for her Emperor's sake...How could she reach that goal of standing next to her Emperor's side as his most trusted sword?

Originally she thought that the solution lied in external pursuits. That success alone would propel her to his side yet the distance now made sense. Despite her efforts, she was still a weapon that might harm her wielder. She was volatile, unstable. Apple was not yet worthy of her Emperor...and that frustrated her but it was not a permanent flaw. Afterall, recalling that distant hell the Confessor and Ayla had salvaged her from...how could she say that she was unsalvageable? Surrender was a sin she could not commit because it meant that the mercy extended to her was meaningless. Apple believed she was saved because she could become something great and that greatness, in her mind, was outstanding and unblemished service to the Emperor and his Empire but to do this she must abandon what old habits and preferences still lingered from the times she was the Blue Switch.


Choosing to embody the characteristics of Athena in order to reach her goal of standing at the Emperor's side, Apple returns to serve the Aschen Empire.

So begins...

Appollonia's Story

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Character Portrait: Sheila Nagala Character Portrait: Rei Harkov Character Portrait: Éclaire Hanley Character Portrait: Isambard Prince Character Portrait: Ean Falcor Character Portrait: Appollonia
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Paranoid though Ean may have been, Rei really hadn't even paid attention to anything other than finding a place to grab a bite to eat and a drink. Taking a seat at the bar, she placed her order for food and took a quick look at the drink menu. Making a slight face and shaking her head at the waitress's suggestion, she ordered a beer instead. The waitress just shrugged, not caring either way as the blue haired stranger's money spent either way. "Thanks..." She dead panned as a beer was slid across the bar to her.

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chuckling aloud, Ean turns to Rei and say's "Having a bad day there, sweetheart?"

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"Depends on whose asking." Rei snarked in return before taking a swig from her beer.

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Ean Falcor tips his hat to her and says "Captain Ean Falcor of the Cobalt Glaive, at your service".

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"Well Captain Falcor... mind telling me what someone with their own ship is doing in a dump like this?" Rei drawled. She had time to waste and the bug, her navigator was elsewhere. There was no worrying about the other getting sideways with the locals on this planet. "Because Cobalt Glaive ain't exactly an Aschen name, now is it?"

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With a chuckle, Ean turned to face her and thumbed his nose. "Damn right it's not an Aschen Name. The Cobalt Glaive's my ship, designed, built, and set loose upon the universe by my own hands, and that of my crew." He adds, taking a sip from his scotch. After a sigh of contentment he nods a couple times. "Ah, I'm here because a job went belly up and almost ended with us going down. Managed to pull a miracle out of my ass though, Launched us on a jump from the enemy to a set of random coordinates... Heh, only those coordinates turned out to be just out in orbit of this here planet." He shrugged here, "But we played nice, gave the Aschen what they wanted, and in return they've helped us put things back together. Ain't nothing left for me to do while my first goes through the final checks, so I thought I'd come down here, get a drink, and be back in time for the launch."

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Joseph Lawson walks into the bar, looks around, and then sits down without ordering a drink.

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Rei took another swig of her drink before responding, "My my, aren't we the lucky boy to have such a ship." She said bluntly. It was like two predators circling one another, trying to determine if the other was any kind of threat or not. "And lucky to get the Aschen to help." Rei added, knowing better than to call them xenophobes to their face. She didn't have the kind of power that could back those kinds of words, at least not here. "Where you headed with such a ship, Captain?"

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Joseph Lawson gets up and leaves, going outside to take a smoke.

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Character Portrait: Ean Falcor Ean Falcor says,
 “ I haven't got the first clue. Away from the Aschen core for sure. Might hit up Misrana." ”

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Character Portrait: Ean Falcor Ean Falcor says,
 “ I did hear about a planet called blackstone or something like that, some backwater colony with more crime than enforcement ”

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Character Portrait: Ean Falcor Ean Falcor says,
 “ Might head there, Always work to be found there. ”

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A group of Caprica City Police officers entered the small tavern that was set just outside of Victory Square, they were wearing their dark blue uniforms, accented with a polished leather duty belt, and sam browne with shoulder strap. They removed their watch caps as they moved into the Tavern.

Something tripped EVE's watchful eye.

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Ean Falcor snorts some of his drink and coughs before turning back to the bar. "Well fuck, speak of the devils and they'll start dancing."

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Joseph Lawson sees the officers and begins to walk away from the tavern, hiding the grenade,

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Rei chuckled to herself, "Ah yes, the call of the frontier and burning space." Nothing was said about the allure of a few easy jobs. Glancing to the door, she sighed to herself and muttered a few choice words under her breath herself.

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Joseph Lawson takes a deep breath, turns around, and walks back into the tavern.

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One of the officers was speaking to a bartender, whom pointed to the door. EVE Chirped in his ear.

"Subject is outside, threat level, yellow. I'm detecting subtle physiological indicators of possible terrorist activity."

Another officer, a Female, scanned the interior of the bar, resting her hand on her disruptor pistol. They moved in unison towards the door, leaving one officer behind, blocking the exit.

Two Officers exited the bar, moving quickly after Joseph Lawson, the lead officer called out.

"Excuse me, Sir! Your papers, Please!"

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Ean Falcor clears his throat and turns to Rei. "So.... Feel like watching the fireworks, or do you wanna take a walk?"

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Joseph Lawson turns and reaches inside of cat.