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Ub Rufferand

‘Elysium Mover’

GENERAL INFO
Full name: – Ubsynth Refferand
Alias/Nicknames: – The Dealer, Elysium Mover, Galactic Menace, Shadow Dealer, Ghost Dealer
Gender: - Male
Species/Race: – Were-bat
Birth Date: - Unknown
Age: - 3400
Descendent(of): – Werewolf and Bats
Current Residence: – Sol Avenue, among other places
Job/Profession: – Dealing Drugs Galactically
Title: - Dealer
Allegiance/Alignment/Clan(s): - None

APPEARANCE
Height: – 5’8
Weight: - 223
Build: – Lean Muscled
Eye Color: - Red
Hair Color: - Orange
Handedness: - Left
Skin Shade/Color: - Pale
Scars/Tattoos/Piercings: -
Description: – This is a man hell bent of making money through selling drugs. Even if the drug doesn’t sell, he finds a way to make it happen. A man of affirmative action, and loves to get his hands dirty, especially when paid well enough to do it, and when there is drugs involved. There are a many number of ways he’s been described throughout history, one is of a bat-like creature that flies and rips the eyes of his victim out. He only does that when he can’t stand to look you…Another is of a tall man, dress in a pinstripe suit. That is his formal attire. He usually wears whatever helps him become incognito.

ALTERNATE LOOK/TRANFORMATION

MENTALITY
Sexuality/Preference: - Gay
Sanity: – Insane to a degree that is fearful
Friends: – Only the shadiest of people
Likes: – Everything drug oriented.
Dislikes: – Anything not money related
Hobbies: – Making people suffer through his deals, when they don’t involve his benefit.
Personality: – Ruthless and cold hearted, he doesn’t take prisoner, hostages, nor pleas. HE takes blood, blood money, and drugs…that is it. You ask of anything else of him, there had better be one of those three things involved. He is notorious for his clean, and elegant work. Incognito to the highest degree, he prefers to outsource his hits on others, but will do it if they involve some fun, and enough money involved. Scum of the lowest scum, as far as mindsets go. You would live another day encountering this man, but if you know a single drop of information about him, you may not live to see the next two seconds pass.

EQUIPMENT
Weapons: – His claws, and information. A couple of guns as well…
Combat Attire: – Normal outfit he is wearing.

FIGHTING STYLE(S)
General/Preferred Style: – Claws or Guns, you choose.
Hand-to-Hand: – Claw to Claw you mean?
Weapons Style: – Guns…and more guns. Maybe a bullet or 500..
Special Abilities/Affinities: – Shadows, more on that later.

STYLES OF MAGIC (To Be listed Soon)
Chant Magic: –
Rune Magic: -
Elemental Magic: -
Psychic Magic: –
Conjuring Magic: –
Enchantment Magic: –
Space/Time Magic: –
Arcane Magic: -

HISTORY
Relationship Status: – The only relationship I have is with the shadows, and money..maybe the drugs from time to time, but they sell so fast, it’s short lived.
Family: – If you know any of this, your already dead.
Known Languages: – Ask about it, I’ll make sure you learn in the afterlife.
Personal History/Background: – If you know anything about my life, you know you would only benefit from not knowing…

So begins...

Ub 'The Dealer' Refferand's Story

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#2013-06-14 00:05:36, as written by Zarhara

Hawk listened as the voice entered his head. He merely nodded, as long as he was getting paid there was nothing for him to complain about. He flicked a switch on his rifle and switched it from laser bolt to electric bolt. As a Mandalorian and a veteran bounty hunter on Terra he knew a thing or two about dealing with the magical supernatural like folk. He might not have the tech but with a wife who was a master arms dealer he always had access to the newest and latest weaponry sometimes he even go to try the prototypes. Whenever he operated on Terra though he always kept a few trick's up his sleeve. Thankfully the details for this mission included to be prepared for just this situation.

Hawk activated the speaker on his suit. "I suggest you do as he say." He said on his speaker and leveling the rifle at Ub. Beside him Mird his brothers strill had returned and took up a pouncing position next to Hawk.

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#2013-06-24 05:21:58, as written by lostamongtrees

Ub. Someone Rayan ought to remember, certainly.

Rayan failed to see the problem with a fight club, and said so with posture. The biker honestly doubted a town run by vampires and demons would give a damn if a gang decided to spar with itself and the like. Casually the young member struck up a smoke.

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#2013-06-24 22:40:55, as written by EarthWanderer08

Ub was annoyed, and hissed as the mage rushed at him after spitting nonsense. It was definitely time to run...or kill. Either way was going to get him out of the situation and keep from actually getting upset over circumstances. He was busy...too busy. Had a drop to make, and someone to double cross. A LOT to do as is. I guess being a business man was difficult without the supernatural part of his life.

Ub twisted, and shifted out of the way with smoothness, not bothering to turn into smog on the mage, he was smarter, and would not indulge his magic. Ub wound about using his momentum from the dodging of the scythe to kick the mage back. Though it connected, it connected with the block of the scythe. Ub extended his claws along the way, making himself an armed villain, how stood with poise and nonchalance.

When he heard the voice of the cyborg behind him, and the dog plopping up the stairs. Ub hiss over his shoulder, ready to attack two people, but not wanting to really waste time.

"How about you stay out of this cyborg. This is well beyond your reach. Besides, I have an appointment to make...." Ub stated, his voice resonating through the entire building and the ground. He was not even using a fraction of his Vuret Voice, and yet he effected the building so. He was just trying to through out some intimidation, at which point, he raised his aura a little, and started emitting a deep red and violet glow ten feet from his body. The ground started to erode, and the metal around him started to melt. Everything that was metal within a ten foot radius started to melt in fact. "I don't want this to drag on, besides. You'll have your shot at me in the future very soon. Both of you."

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#2013-06-26 00:32:20, as written by Zarhara

Hawk kept his rifle raised as the man spoke to him. "I'm not a cybor-" He began to comment before he noticed the aura. Hawk backed off as did the strill. "Well I suppose I will." He said. Hawk checked his internal sensors and kept his suit pressurized. He was starting to wonder what type of poodu he was getting himself into. Mandalorians were great warriors but these magical folk really made things difficult. His weapons seemed useless. The only thing that was going to keep him going here was his resolve, but Hawk knew there were times to fight and times to let things go and this guy was clearly too much for him.

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#2013-06-28 02:20:24, as written by lostamongtrees

The one named Ub.

That was the one. That was the one he would follow, yes. He made his decision then, from the shadows of somewhere that wasn't too close, wasn't too far. He clung where the winds couldn't touch him. Limbs sinewy, gaze sharp, he wore a feral mask beneath hair shagged. Perhaps tomorrow he would shave it.

He dropped the cell phone. No need of it anymore, with a new lead. Ub.

Yes.

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#2013-07-05 18:57:03, as written by EarthWanderer08

Tierge didn't really see the point in delaying this any longer that he had to, he started stocking up magic for a spell of binding, and decided to attack again. This time going for the jugular. Tierge aimed his scythe at the mans throat, but was sullen with speed of his opponent, as he was hit in the chest twice, and slashed across his arms. Tierge stepped out with a swing, and rush around his opponent with renewed vigor, and greater speed. But this man named Ub kept right up with him, displaying skills with his claws that blurred the lines of possibility. Ub hack and slashed with his claws as Tierge moved about defending himself with his staff, changing mid combat from scythe to daggers, to staff again. They danced over the roof top, showing each other up blow for blow, when all of a sudden..

A tremor broke a nearby generator....

Tierge noticed the metal disintegrating on the roof...the structure of the building being built upon precious stone, metal, and wood...wouldn't stand Ub's growing aura. Tierge had to cast the spell now, to stop him. Tierge Jumped and flipped toward Ub, using that opportunity to shift his weapon into daggers, he threw one, to get Ub to block it, which he did, and landed a flying kick to Ub. Ub went stumbling back, displaying his teeth and claw. Tierge castes the spell with a gesture of his hands, flicking the White Orbs of Binding toward Ub.

Ub subsequently melted into the shadows, and appeared behind Tierge, shoving his claws toward the Mages back...Tierge was just quick enough to jumped to the side, but wasn't quick enough to avoid the large gash in his abdomen....He flicked his hands again, and more lights showed and barreled toward Ub.

Then something strange happened...the orbs surrounded Ub....but wouldn't go withing more than five feet of him. They just kept circling. It was as if they were struggling against...

Ub's aura darkened reddish purple, and exploded outward, causing massive damage, and destroying the foundation they were fighting on. Tierge jumped toward the cop and his dog, and put up a barrier. It redirected the blast, but the roof kept crumbling. Shrapnel flying everywhere and a massive hole where Ub was, indicated the blast radius, but the damage looked to be on an entirely higher level. The entire building was collapsing, as the blast shook it to its core, and disrupted the supporting structure of the building. Tierge shouted....

"Run, follow me!!!"

And bolted across the roof, jumping left and right, and over cracks and the holes now appearing on the roof, from the decaying blast.... He was heading toward the edge at incredible speeds and made a bridge of light going from the destruction to the next building...

"Go Now!!!" He shouted.

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#2013-07-05 19:07:03, as written by EarthWanderer08

Ub was satisfied with the fighting from the little mage, but need to leave, he was late and annoyed. And probably getting his suit sweaty and/or dirty. Which was an entire no no....He upped his speed, and parried and dodge the initial onslaught. He decided to try and kill him right away, but the mage just kept coming. So when the mage casted the orbs, Ub went for the mages back with a dark merging technique, meant for blending with shadows. He came up behind to try and kill him AGAIN...but he missed. Which rather ticked him off....Ub decided to end this, he would kill everyone now. He Upped his aura, and blasted it outward, just as the orb came for a second round. The blast out give him an opportunity to escape. Which is what he did by jumping off the roof, and disappearing into the street below, overcoat flapping in the wind loudly as he fell and flipped mid air around 20 stories....Blending into the shadows of the street once he made impact, and hearing the building collapse behind him, he grinned as he shifted away.

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#2013-07-07 20:13:21, as written by Gasmask

Benjamin slammed the gavel on the table once more. The meeting had passed quickly after those first few subjects and interruptions. It was a blur of subjects, votes and shouting until it ended with an abrupt and ear-shattering bang of the gavel hitting the table again and again. Benjamin rose a hand to massage his temple as he flung his hand towards the rest of the building.

"Go on, you're all dismissed. Someone get a hold of Noel, tell him if he ever walks out on a meeting, I'll chop his patches off." The dullahan slumped back in his seat and rose a smoke to his lips. "Fuckin' hell." The meeting could have been worse, but it could have better for the first official meeting since the original founders, it seemed that the club needed some weeding out.

Benjamin rose from his seat, running a hand across the surface and wandered back to his room.

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