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    Raising a hand in greeting as Hanzo appeared at the door, Genji took in his dishevelled appearence quickly.
    "Hello, brother, I apologise for waking you," Genji said, adding on a little more than sheepishly, "U-uh... I understand if you would rather I just go, but I wanted to spend a bit of time with you, Hanzo, if you would allow me."
    As he spoke his metal hands came up to his lower stomach and fiddled with each others fingers without Genji even realising it, a minor habit he'd had since his very early years that surfaced when he was nervous. He was a little ginger around Hanzo, especially during the worse times, the cyborg believing that Hanzo was still angry at him for his refusal to take up the Clan's responsibilty and Heirship.



    Relaxing into the hug with a smile on her face, Mei nuzzled Jack's chest one last time before having to pull away, trailing her hands down his arms. She stopped once her fingers were atop Jack's own, and looked up to the taller man.
    "Are you hungry? We can go get some food or I can cook for you again if you want," she said. If she had a tail, it would be waving in much happiness at that moment in time.



    Eyes widening as he saw the fireball, Percy glanced backwards to make sure that the girl was safe before turning his full attention back to the cat. He'd have to be quick to dodge that magic, and Percy didn't think he quite had it in him to do so.

    //It isn't annoying, don't worry, I have some free time rn so I'll give you some words to chew on~☆



    Tilting her head slightly, Angela made to respond, but was instead cut off by one of the other occupants of the break room. The scientist gorilla Winston. "Aura energy? What's that stuff?" he asked, voice gravelly, but surprisingly human. He moved up from the couch and took a few steps forward, too fascinated in the light to really notice much else. He did see Angela's nod of greeting however, and returned it before resettling his attentions back on Cora

    [img width=351 height=510]http://orig03.deviantart.net/c…azethedelphox-da15uxw.png[/img]
    "If it makes you feel better, that's all I want from anyone"
    NAME: Nox Blackfeather
    AGE: 36
    GENDER: Female
    GAME: Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim
    TITLE: Prince of Rage
    MOON: Derse
    LAND: Land of Electricity and Shackles
    PERSONALITY: Nox is a fairly self-serving Dunmer, and is generally only interested in things that will benefit herself or those extremely close to her. Like money. Nox is enamoured with money, and cannot get enough of it. That's about all she wants from anyone, and is seen to be fairly emotionless above all else. Despite most viewing her as cold, Nox does in fact jave feelings of her own, but the most often seen one os that of anger or distrust. Nox finds it extremely difficult to trust anyone she meets until she knows they aren't going to kill her, after which she'll usually be quite content to sit and have a drink. She isn't all to interested in a romantic relationship, and usually only hangs around for a good time that one time, after which you will either never see her again or she will never mention the experience ever happened. Due to her upbringing, Nox is terrified of electricity and lightening, and savours killing Altmer in the logest and most drawn out way possible. Other than Altmer, Nox just generally enjoys the thrill of murder, and is very much contented with her position as Leader and Listener in the Dark Brotherhood. Nox is a definite leading type, and despises being ordered around by anyone, but will follow the orders if the commander is her superior, or if there is a possibility of death otherwise.
    APPEARANCE: Nox is a Dunmer, or dark elf, for the most part, and takes on the darkly hued grey skin as is befitting for one of her race. Unlike most Dunmeri, Nox has violet and indigo coloured eyes, rather than red, making it clear to see she isn't pure blooded. She has curly and downy white hair that flows down to around her lower back, and is often seen wearing red and black leather befitting one of her Guild. She has a rather curvy figure, and a face that looks more like a Nord's than an elf's, but with long pointy ears to make up for this.
    HISTORY: Nox's history is fairly long, but I'll edit it in once the suary is completed.
    EXTRA:

    Just a quick little tidbit of info here about the Knight class for those who don't already know;


    Knights ensure that their aspect is strengthened, but any session with a Knight in it will have noticeably less of that aspect in it. In all the sessions there have only been 3 canon Knights.


    Dave the Knight of Time. Time became a huge part of their session, but in turn, Time was something that there was very little of, hence why Lord English's 'phrase' of sorts was "How can you outrun him, when he's already there?".
    Karkat the Knight of Blood. Blood being about the bond with each other and how well teamwork pays off, a Knight of Blood will ensure that all of this is strengthened, however there will be a distinctive lack of good bonds and teamwork will be almost non-existent, which explains how badly the Beta trolls quadrants worked out.
    Latula the Knight of Mind. Latula being a Knight of Mind was one of the key elements that doomed the Alpha trolls session. Mind is the aspect all about logic and choices, and the Knight of Mind will ensure that any good choices made are very strong and will pay off greatly, however there will extremely few good choices actually made. This is extremely dangerous, as SBURB is all about making good choices and progressing.


    Those were a few examples. Now, I'll go through the Knights we currently have, and the positive and negative effects that come with them, and whether they could have the potential to doom the session.


    Knight of Blood - Inuyasha = see Karkat
    Knight of Time - Link = see Dave
    Knight of Void - Shu Sakamaki = The Knight of Void is an interesting but generally negatively effective character to say the very least. They would ensure that the effects of the horrorterrors is strengthened but more focused on one character, and would make getting to the 7th Ring highly difficult.


    Knights tend to conflict with those who primarily use their aspect. So Knights would conflict with Heirs, Pages, Witches and Sylphs most of all power-wise, but would get along with the others well enough. This doesn't coincide with the personality of the character however.

    // im sorry fam


    Slipping into the room past Hanzo, Genji only needed a brief glance around to tell it looked almost exactly like his own; sparse and white. He was rather grateful that the archer had allowed him entrance and didn't appear unhappy at his arrival, but Genji found it a little more difficult to tell with Hanzo now.
    "I see we both didn't get very luxurious accomodations then," he said slightly awkwardly. Recently he was less one to talk, as the whole 'assassinating and destroying the Shimada Clan' had run for long enough that silence was his best friend.


    Mei walked along beside Jack, grateful of his attentions and affections. She was hoping that it was neither too early nor too late to get some breakfast, and that it was better than what she would normally call a morning meal. Mei had an urge to take her thick blue gloves off, to feel Jack's skin on her own, but a small shiver passed over her when she became acutely aware of the cold air smoothing its way past her face and decided against it. Not now, at least. Not now.


    Nox fell quiet to save a bit of face despite having peactically thrown away the majority of her dignity, and opted to stare away from Cebree as people filed into the cafeteria. Rather a lot of people. Retaking her seat next to Cicero, she could see her fellow assassin was uncomfortable with the amount of new arrivals, and an unwelcome prickle ran up and down her own spine as she felt an incredible urge to hide away in the shadows, large crowds having never meant a good thing for her or her partner.



    //anyone i missed?