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    Saro Ashiya


    20 - Male - The Warrior

    Current Interaction: Erika, Tsukiko, Prism



    Saro gave Erika a nod, understanding that he'd be looking over the others for the time being. Little brother? Well, I guess she might have one in this world. He thought, being drawn back out of his thoughts by Tsukiko, who called him over. The redhead offered his arm, where a bruise had begun to well under the skin. "I think that centaur kicked me in the shoulder, too. I guess that's what I get for being a show off." He said. He remembered fondly for a moment the number of times he would be caught walking around with his arm in a cast in the Origin- he was always taking hits for the girls. They were like family to him, after all. Then, his attention flitted to Prism, who was throwing a knife at him. He caught it with ease, then flung it back, the knife whizzing through the air right next to the pink haired girl's face. He did it to get her attention. "Stay here for now, wont you?" He said, tilting his head. "You don't need a gun to kill shit, we know that all ready. But that doesn't mean you should go running off after an army of monsters. Besides, I know someone that can hook you up with a new one." He stated, hoping that she wouldn't run off.





    Ashern Alker


    23 - Male- possesed by Kuiarasu - Leader of the Antagonists

    Current Interaction: Here



    Ashern's black eyes glanced behind him, menacingly. So they're back then, Aren't they? Your spell was super successful, Kuiarasu. Ashern thought, pushing against the force in his mind, influencing his actions. He just wanted this whole thing to be over already. But then, he felt the presence take him over again, pushing the tired boy that was the real Ashern down again for the one she had created. He turned to look at Nova and his other allies, who were now rallying around him. "This attack failed. Instead of splitting them up, we reunited them." The summoner said, his eyes narrowing. "For now, we rest. Tomorrow, though, be prepared. We should end this before it has the chance to truly begin."


    //Ashern(Unpossesed)'s thoughts and speech will be in light blue, Ashern(Possesed) thoughts/speech in dark blue, and Kuiarasu's thoughts/speech in light red.\\



    Prism


    ||GENDER-Female ||AGE-18 ||ROLE-Assassin ||Interaction- ||


    oc text:



    ic text: Prism opened her mouth to protest as he threw the dagger by her face again, and she shut it, fuming. "But what if I don't want to stay here?" She retorted, placing her hands on her hips. "Plus, you can't just let anyone hook me up a gun. Mine is specially crafted and I need it because it fits me."





    “We’ll get it back eventually, Pris, but Naomi and Saro are right; it’s dangerous at the moment,” Tsukiko says, already resting a hand on Saro’s shoulder. She hums the opening notes to Havana again and pulls away, fingers tingling with magic. “Don’t,” she warns, mildly embarrassed about her choice in music, “even comment on it.”

    -

    Nova peers over at Ashern, concerned. “Hey, you okay?” she asks quietly, tilting her head slightly. He’s been acting really strangely recently, but then again, that’s the least weird thing about this whole situation. She’d seen the magic.


    Prism


    ||GENDER-Female ||AGE-18 ||ROLE-Assassin ||Interaction- ||


    oc text: HAVANNA OH NA NA NA, HALF OF MY HEART IS IN HAVANA, MY HEART IS IN HAVANA, OH NA NA NA NA NA(..)



    ic text: IC: Prism stifled an angry growl but a hiss still slipped through her teeth. "Fine, okay." She muttered, kicking uselessly at a piece of dirt. "Oh, yeah, Saro? Do you still want that knife that you threw away?"





    Erika lightly rolled her eyes hearing part of the conversation while she left the group she could find them later which wouldn't be much of a problem just follow the trail of dead things. "Where have you ended up?" She asked looking around for the brunette who had managed to get himself separated from her she was used to panicking like another with her group from Origin with this it was different since he was connected to her by blood which was an usual bond for this age old leader. "Hey sis that you?" She looked up to see her brother standing a few feet away from her he looked just like her covered in blood and guts ,she let out a sigh of relief glad to see him alive. '"Yeah it's me." Mika looked her over not sure what to trust any more before jogging over to her ready to get the hell out of this area. "What is going on?" He knew she knew something she looked different now ,not physically no it was the look in her eye like she seen this all before and experienced it first hand. "I will explain it all as son as we get back with my group." Erika turned on heel and started walking the way she came Mika soon followed after her knowing better then to question her and her orders.

    Naomi sighed a bit as Erika left. She was glad at least Prism had listened to their advice. She frowned a bit and followed after Erika, doing her best to catch up quickly. When she did reach her, she was luckily already on her way back. She didn't even acknowledge the other person with her as she glared at their leader.

    "You know, you could at least try to listen to me" she said angrily, crossing her arms "just because you're the so-called leader doesn't mean you can ignore us." She was only mad because she was worried about her; she didn't want any of them being alone and vulnerable.

    Erika lightly chuckled at Naomi who glared up at her. "Sorry Naomi I was fetxhing my brother here." The older woman gestured to her younger brother who was looking down at the blue haired girl with a mix of interest and confusion. "Wait leader sis you never told me you are the leader of delinquent gang." Mika smiled at Erika who grolwed at glared at him with her famous mom deth look Mika closed his mouth with a small smile. "Mika Naomi ,Naomi Mika." Erika did a quick introduction to thw two before continuing their walk to meet back up with the group who hopefully hadn't gone to far. "Mika try not to cuase problems alright?" She glanced back at her brother who snodded his head with a role of his eyes he jsut wanted to know how she knww this girl and why she called her leader.

    "Naomi--" Tsukiko calls after her friend as she storms off after Erika, and sighs deeply. "Not such a great reunion after all, huh?" She runs a hand through her black hair, still slightly unused to it. "But hey, a mess of a reunion is better than no reunion. I'll be going over there." She points to an injured man on the street. "In sight."


    Without waiting for a response she walks over, ready to begin on her many patients.

    Naomi sighed a bit at the answer Erika gave her. "You could have at least taken one of us with you in the first place" she mumbled. She looked up at the guy, Mika, when she was introduced, giving a small nod. She felt a bit bad for bein this angry when first meeting someone, but she really couldn't help it. She really could only bring herself to nod a bit at him, not really sure what to say to him. She quickly began following Erika, now feeling awkward and, still, mad.

    Mika kept pace with the two and let out n nnoued huff. "What group? Erika you know I am not going to stop asking questions." He looked between the two the looked like they knew eachother for like a really long time now. "Fine Mika you want to know all about big see and Origin?" Erika asked looked back at the brunette who quickly nodded his head highly curious plus she was clearly running around his sword like freaking pro cause she was covered in creature blood without a single scratch. "Well you see your older sister used to be this really short and evil little leader hwo fought n evil sourcer (?)." She smiled at her brother who sat there silently trying to figure out if she was serious or not.

    [ Naomi stormed off after Erika when she left to get Mika. Tsukiko healed Saro and then went off to help the pedestrians. Idk what Saro Colorflight and Prism are doing but it’s up to you ]



    Saro Ashiya


    20 - Male - The Warrior

    Current Interaction: Prism Tigerclaw51731



    Saro nodded. "I'm not super concerned about that knife. It's a cheap one. Bought it at walmart. I don't know why they sell knives, but..." He mused to prism, getting back to his feet now that Naomi was done healing his arm. "Ooo, who's the new guy?" He pondered outloud, just loud enough for Prism to hear. "Do I have competition? Should be fun, I haven't had a challenge in a while." He said mildly, a smirk coming across his features. He ran a had across his face, wiping some of the harpy blood away. "Damn, I need a shower."


    (nb4 Mika doesn't even care/notice that they're all covered in blood.)





    Ashern Alker


    23 - Male- possesed by Kuiarasu - Leader of the Antagonists

    Current Interaction: lhdksaHDLkjdfnklnckD



    Ayy idk what the antagonists are even doing right now

    //Ashern(Unpossesed)'s thoughts and speech will be in light blue, Ashern(Possesed) thoughts/speech in dark blue, and Kuiarasu's thoughts/speech in light red.\\


    Prism


    ||GENDER-Female ||AGE-18 ||ROLE-Assassin ||Interaction- Saro @Colorflight||


    oc text: Imagine if you could really stroll into Walmart and just buy weapons. then vampires could rule the world :k



    ic text: Prism quirked an eyebrow at him. "Oh really? What about my gun?" She questioned, stepping up to him and poking a finger into his chest before her attention was diverted. "New guy? Where?" She said, turning her head around with a grin, cocking her head. Saro mentioned something about blood and a shower. "Oh, so do I! Look at me! I'm covered in dry blood, yuck!" She moaned, sticking out a tongue and smoothing her hair back.