Well, I was a little bored. Poor Rashiel is still hung up in one of the private rooms. So here's some MPCs, Multi-Player Characters. Any of you can rp them whenever it is convenient, except Rashiel of course. -cough- They're just a tiny fraction of the staff that work in the Facade and you'll be able to see them in the den now and again.
Character Name: Edward Rosary Patric
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Seme/Uke: That's a secret... uh heck Seke
Species: Avian- pyrokinetic, alchemist
Job: Bartender- part-time
Lives: Offsite
Appearance: Edward the fiery bartender
Description: An easygoing fellow who gets along well with most of the slaves and patrons. He doesn't hold grudges, doesn't worry and enjoys showing off some of his more flamboyuent skills to the customers. While he pities the slaves at times the thought doesn't last in his mind for long. He has a knack for showing up late for his shift and leaving a few minutes before his slot 'officially' ends, much to Rashiel's irritation. There's nothing dear Rashiel can do about it though, since he's using Edward's name to suscribe to an online medical journal and pays back by covering Edward's shifts, sometimes without any prior notice. A skilled pyrokinetic, he is trusted with lighting the alcohol in some of his dazzling displays, if he ever has time to do so that is. He specialises in party drinks, anything from hard liquer to drinking shots or just jazzy colourful fruit punches. He plays air soccer in the streets for money, and is saving up to send his younger brother to college.
Character Name: Rashiel Androvich
Age: Appears twenties
Gender: Male
Seme/Uke: Seme, mostly
Species: Human, chronological immortal, mage
Job: Bartender(slave)- part-time
Lives: Onsite
Description: A somewhat icy man, working at the bar gives him something to do, practise his potion-making skills and keep his mind occupied. A sucker for organisation, hygiene and accuracy, he makes it his duty to update records daily, a task Edward is supposed to be in charge of but gladly lets Rashiel handle. A skilled ice-wielder, he doesn't show off as much as the attention-loving Edward but his skill in manipulating mana is unmistakably greater. Edward tends to let flames loose when he's around, knowing the blonde should be able to put out any accidental fire without exploding the two of them to splattered pulp. He specialises in the varieties of finer drinks, mostly wine and recipes of country-side living from around the world... well, in his own realm that is.
Character Name: "Jailbird"
Age: 35
Gender: Appears male, no real gender
Seme/uke: Aggressive seme
Species: Shapeshifter
Job: Security personnel
Lives: Offsite
Appearance: Jailbird the bully
Description: A bestial being, Jailbird is as ominous as his name sounds. Any troublemaker in the den is quickly forced to the ground when he's on duty. His rough and sour attitude prevents him from getting any promotion and he acts as if its the whole world's fault that he has such pathetic wages. Still, manhandling slaves, especially some of the more violent ones, thrills his primal instincts. Able to take on almost any form of an animal or chimera, he is as alien as alien can get, having no real gender and yet viewing mating as nothing more than a pastime.
Character Name: Galeidol Tashbrews, 'Gatty'
Age: Appears 26
Gender: Male
Seme/uke: Seke
Species: Werewolf
Job: Organizer
Lives: Onsite
Appearance: Gatty the Workaholic
Description: Gatty, as everyone calls him, is like a runabout clerk. His duty is to ensure that all electronic and paper transcripts in the facade are delivered properly and that all necessary forms are passed to the appropriate people, including itinary and supplies. His secondary duty is to ensure all books, electronic books and files are organised in the library. A man who is almost busier than Julius, he appears often but hardly has the time to stop and make any small chat. All that is changing however, now that he has been assigned an apprentice of sorts and he is starting to socialise a little during his spare time. His personal room is on the third floor, in one of the more secluded corridors.