Posts by Al Winters

Form:
name: Damien Gray
age:18
personality:Beta mindset, doesn't like being the center of attention, Stoic, Calm, hard to anger unless you infringe upon his sense of morals, Easily amused, hates annoyances.
position wanted: student
if wants a squadron what's the name?:No
if you want to join a squadron which squadron?: Which ever i am most suited for(so up to you)

looks:[img width=510 height=424]http://i44.tinypic.com/fmuqyr.jpg[/img]
course?:Fighter
other:( If it is possible for a student to take more than one course, i would like to have Engineering as well, if not, Fighter will do.)

Name: Victor Winters
Rank:trader/Merchant
Age:20
Species: Wolf
Looks: [img width=276 height=510]http://i41.tinypic.com/2ue7k48.jpg[/img]
Special skill: Good with people, Gathering info.
Crush: Nothing has caught my eye, nor heart.

Victor smiled as he took in the day, leaning against the front of his humble shop. He wore a green silken shirt, that smoothly rustled against his fur in the light breeze. While leather trousers covered his lower half. Looking down upon himself, he couldn't help but grin. These new articles of clothing came from his new stock which he had brought back from his merchant travels across the lands, which he had only returned from just that day. Stretching out, arms toward the sky he thought to himself," Ugh i really should take a nap" Letting out another yawn, he shakes himself. Chuckling to himself he continues out loud to himself, "But there is to much work to be done, must get on to it."

Walking into his shop, he walks to the back room and gazes upon the crates cloth bags and , smaller boxes that contained such things as cloths, jewelry, trinkets, some ornamental daggers and swords, as well as spirits and more. All of which were exotic and unique, having come from farther than most would care to travel. With this assortment of goods, he hoped he would be staying home for a while at least, having missed it when away.

"Well...got to start somewhere", he says to the empty storage room, as he moves forward to start to unpack.

His ear twitches as he hears someone enter his shop. Picking up a box he lugs it into the front room of his shop. As she greets him, he smiles, placing down the box on the counter that separated the customers from Victor. Chuckling at her goofy antics, he gives a light bow to the princess, before responding. "Why of course Princess, what is it you are looking for and i would be glad to give it to you if it is in my power to give", he says smoothly, its never bad to butter up royalty, and smiles charmingly.

He dips his head in a feign at being shy to her compliment, "Thank you, princess. Hmmmmm, lets see...". Turning his gaze to his wares, he looked at what he had already unpacked, a bracelet of brass and silver sat upon the counter along side a ornamental dagger and a few articles of clothing. Quickly dismissing as all to inappropriate for a princess. He thinks back to his other wares, eyes widening he grins as he remembers something perfect.
"One moment." he says before swiftly returning to back room, returning quickly with an a small rectangular box, carved and embossed in great detail with swirling patterns. Presenting it to Sophie, he opens it slowly for dramatic affect. Inside revealed a necklace, the cord a intertwined chain of silver and gold that lead down to a small emerald, with runes etched into its surface in a circular fashion. " Does this please you, princess Sophie?"

Closing the necklace's case, he shrugs gracefully, before bowing low presenting it to her. "No need for coin princess, The only payment needed is to know it brings you happiness." Looking up slightly from his bow he grins and continues, "I just ask that ,when you wear it tell those who ask where you received it."

Grinning as she places the silver in his hands, he deftly makes it disappear behind the counter. "Your too kind Princess." Tilting his head to the side he considers the question giving a garlic shrug. " I may or i may not. Depends if i have unpacked by then or not."

Noticing someone leave he looks up, but they are gone before he can ask what they want. Letting out a sigh at having lost a customer he says, "Is that all princess i should return to unpacking."

Blinking slowly at the question, he bows low, smiling warmly up at her. "If you would feel so obliged then, i would appreciate the help". He really would at that, since by himself, it would have taken the better part of the rest of the day just to get half his cargo unpacked and in its proper place.

Smiling back at her, happy for the help. He pats the crate he had previous placed on the counter. "If you could take some of this stuff , and start to put them on display, i'll get go get some more." Turning away he goes into the back to grab more merchandise, his tail flicking behind him in thought.

Dragging a longer crate out the back, and behind the counter he opens it up and looks within, replying as he did so, "I will give it some thought, but work is first". This one was filled with an assortment of higher end dresses, as well with a couple of light silken long coats, laced with silver trim and a assortment of colorful designs.Hearing someone call out, he Looks up from the container to see Ailia. Standing straight he brushes himself off, trying to remove the imaginary dust that might be there. "Hello there, how may i help you?"

Watching her silently as she looks about his shop. He tilts his head to the side, an ear tilting back in thought. "Hmmm, Ingredients or are you looking for vial and mixers or the sort? Either case i have all, however i have only small batches of ingredients.", shaking his head to clear his head from the thought, "So what are you looking for specifically? "

Upon hearing the question he narrows his eyes slightly. "Well...That is quite an... interesting ingredient....". Without another word he turns and heads for the storage room. You can hear a bunch of things being moved around. After a moment he returns, walking behind the counter twirling small cloth bag a by the string with a grin. Placing the bag on the table he opens it, showing its contents of 4 different colored scales of "unknown" origin. "This is what your looking for correct", he says a charming smile on his face.

Shaking his head as she digs in her coin purse, he says, "I won't except coin for this, i must say.", turning to the pendant in question, he looks it over letting the memory come to him. " Ah this... i got from a witch doctor, that lived in a tribe of distant mountains."

Splaying his arms to the side in the symbol of no harm done, "Not a problem miss." Smiling his merchant smile, he continues, "For the scales i can only take something of equal value...to myself that is. Seeing as i won't find myself in a position to find them again soon. However seeing as you want them for Alchemy, can i assume you are going to make an elixir or something of the sort?"

Cocking his brows, smiling, and cocking his head in a return imitation he says, " Yes, that is what im saying. If you would feel so obliged, i'd be gratefully." He smiles his most charming smile.

Victor shrugs his shoulders, looking at you with a raised brow. "Does it really matter? Curiosity, is probably the closest thing as to why, that i think you will understand.", he says says playfully.

He takes her hand and brings it up slightly, placing upon it a greeting kiss. Smiling charmingly and giving a playful wink he says, "A pleasure to meet you Ailia. I'm Victor, at your service."

He grins in return. "It was a pleasure to meet you as well, miss Ailia" Leaning slightly against the counter confidently, he tilts his head in consideration before replying. "No, that is it i believe. Besides we will be talking again very soon.", pausing he remembers. "AH, do you plan to be going to the ball coming up? Perhaps, then we may talk about business and ..get to know each other a little better", he finishes,smiling coyly.

Watching as Ailia leaves, Victor then turns to look at Sophie. Trying to make up for his rude behavior of leaving her to the work by herself ,with charm he smiles and says with humor. "Sorry about that. Didn't mean to get distracted and leave all the work to you." Returning behind the counter he begins to unpack the crate of cloths once again, placing a few pieces around the shop for display, and the rest in a separate little cubby holes in the back for people to request.

He continues to work moving about the shop. His ear twitches in thought as he hears her question. "I can't say i do princess. I haven't been here for a very long time, most of the others i knew before would be at least my age by now."