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[Bane The Dire Werewolf]

arrow Otami Ruins

The muscular dark toned figure was slowly surveying the forgotten Ruins of the Otami listening to the sound of nature all around with birds singing and the silence of the jungle and forest in all directions enjoying this area compared to most with its lack of people and technology. He could not stand the advanced machinations that inhabited the world around him preferring a more old fashioned approach to most things, he was a very ancient being after all and didnt really sit to well with the changing course of time.

He had recently conquered the forested area's around Barton and Durem using his own group of traveling warriors to flush and weed out any lifeforms he deemed not worthy to live there having his own code of honor and ethics that were merciless and cruel to some. His attire was that of a tribesman wearing clothing he either fashioned himself or by his people but some of his armor and accessories he earned after defeating his opponents or finding them discarded in forgotten tombs where he was known to explore.

The heavy grieves he was wearing on his rough and weathered feet came down quickly and aggressively as he crushed a withered brittle skull of the Otami underfoot and didnt even pay it a second mind simply staring at the ancient ruins, he noticed the altars and the stone monuments and recognized their purpose was for human sacrifice which hadnt been done here in centuries. He kept slowly walking through the ruins as the sun beamed down on his dark african skin tone showing his very ancient tribal tattoo's that were white and contrasted his body starting at his neck and leading down to the rest of his form giving little clues and hint's to his origins.

[Kira Lightfeather]

<The Commercial District>

Moving from rooftop to rooftop with great agility a young girl in dark blue jeans and a jacket with the sleeves rolled up and a dark stocking cap over her dark brown hair had just stolen three valuable necklaces from the Jewelry shop.
This little half breed angel had begun her climb up the ladder of criminals in Gaia. Her bloodline gave her an edge when escaping from the law without fighting or harming anyone and she had avoided the BPD radar for now but how long that would last who could tell.
She was making her way to the Resident District where she would rest and relax till her next job or the funeral of her close and personal friend and teacher from her past in the military academies.

[Taifu_Takashi]

arrow Commercial District

Taifu had finally finished conversing with the other residents of Barton and left the fountain in the middle of the Town Square heading towards the Zen Gardens to the west only to stop in his tracks when he noticed a gathering of the Regulator's otherwise known as the Baron of Barton's Royal guard outside Agatha's jewelry shop. He watched them and fidgeted with his hands fixing his belt around his waist and making sure his cloak was draped over his shoulders and back trying to keep himself together regardless of his tattered nomadic appearance, there were about four Barton armored guards conversing with the older woman who seemed distraught and a bit angry while he was curiously watching this unfold not sure what had just transpired there.

He noticed that she was pointing upwards with her finger towards some nearby rooftops beside the Jewelry shop and the Guards turned to look in that direction before turning back to Agatha and discussing some more, he wasnt able to make out what they were saying but from their body movements aswell as his other senses allowed him to read her lips. He was puzzled as the words "Stolen" appeared on her lips and he realized that he wasnt the only covert thief in the area which prompted him to look up towards the rooftops aswell. He had done the same before at the jewelers though he was never truly caught red handed always using his stealthy abilities to pick pocket the gem's or using his clumsiness to sway people from believing he was stealing slipping valuables away with a flick of his wrist like a magician.

The Regulator's had now turned and began to run off in different directions either patrolling the area or trying to cut off the thief which gave Taifu an idea and he quickly sprung into action which was quite rare for him. He extended his right arm showing the armor that encased his forearm and wrist while right above it appeared to be a small grappling mechanism of some sort built into the metal plating and suddenly it shot out and zipped through the air aiming it at one of the many brick chimney's located on top the building of the Town. Once it was embedded in the brick the small winch built into his wrist armor began to crank at a rapid pace pulling his lightweight body through the air and soaring towards the rooftops while his eyes were widened and alert with his black hair blowing wildly in the wind.

He managed to reach the roof and almost bashed his head into the chimney showing that he was a little rusty but he scrambled to his feet and retracted the grappling hook as the winch and the sharp end fit neatly back into place above his right wrist hidden under the armor. From this position he could see someone fleeing along the rooftops towards the residential district but he couldnt make out their features or gender even with his enhanced vision he was only able to make out the path they were taking. This made him smirk as he used his left hand to pull up his face mask hiding his identity except for his blue eyes and quickly dashed along the rooftops making little noise from the padding underneath his footwear applying his Ninja-like skills to pursue and confront this mysterious person.

He jumped to one of the lower rooftops passing up a few of the mysterious green glowing eyed Crow's perched there but they didnt seem to mind his presence or move out of his way as he attempted to cut off his mysterious target, he would have to get to them before the Guards could as they would try and lock them up leaving Taifu with no way of either taking the Gem's for himself or turning them in the Baron personally for payment. He used the lower building and businesses to slip below the position of his target who was a bit higher up preparing to approach them from the front and stop them in their tracks.

"I hope it was worth it."Taifu would speak to the female after he had managed to slip ahead of the target and was leaning on one of the chimney's with his arms folded across his chest letting the thief know he was there and aware of their actions. He just realized that it was a woman but that didnt surprise him or change his mind as he was looking to either strike a deal with them or use them to gain favor or money from their misdeed.

"You know its rather rude to steal in someone else's territory, may I ask what you intend to do with your new found fortune?" He asked her calmly not acting hostile but showing that he was serious and intent on finding out her reasons for being in Barton Town since it was his new stomping grounds at the moment and he had a few connections within the area. The man was draped in a cloak but his chest was bare and had symbols of Japanese origin aswell as a dragon tattoo snaking around his exposed flesh, he was only about twenty feet infront of her position still leaning lazily against the red brick chimney awaiting a response from this mysterious criminal who didnt exactly look the part to him but he knew looks could always be deceiving.

Kira Lightfeather

[Kira Lightfeather]

<The Commercial District>

Kira ran using the style of parkour she had learned in the old Military School she had grown up in dodging the Law that Gaia had in which found her speed and agility passed that of what they had with the heavy armor and weapons that slowed most of them.
Stopping in her tracks at the sound of Taifu who she had looked up at not sure about her time needing to get home as soon as possible.
Her heart beating hard as she took a moment to answer this stranger as she backed up to a dead end corner of the roof ledge. "Anything for a life is worth lossing or in my case taking." She looked down behind her and it was a long deadly drop for most to the ground. "Out of respect though I will ask that my private affairs remain mine."
After her last words she opened her arms and fell backwards off the rooftop edge only to reemerge once again with angel wings extending out of her back as she took to the sky heading out of view and out of reach.

[Crown Royals Witch Claire]

Claire rolled into town atop her tarp covered wagon that was pulled by her mule. She stopped in barton every so often so that she could sell the wares she's collected over the weeks. However to day was especially for the young witch.

"Mrgrgr..."
So bored.
Claire sat behind the counter of her selling wagon. It was just big enough to hold her wares and personal belongings. Strapped o t was a mule who at lazily at the grass. A woman and her child strode by.

"Come one, come all to Witch Claire's emporium of magick! Find spells, hexes and curses for low low prices. On sell to day is 'Baby's first Grimoire' for the little one in your life. Don't forget to stop by for potions and cures and charms for all your deities!"

The woman and child hurried away.


~Commercial District~

[Artimul]

=138697912&filters[recent]=1&sort=1&o=0]Dromeda picked up his pace... walking through Barton at an alarming rate. He stopped suddently once he reached the towns square, and took a deep breath. He looked around him at the random people making out their lives. He, a Hajichi son of Jaartos Imul, was the nephew of the High God Artimul. He wasn't even that old, however he had a body like an adult man. His father was a very silent person... and he had to get away from the silence. He wanted to have fun like his uncle Artimul would. He wanted to fight things. He wanted to make love, to breathe the air of romance... and so much more. He was tired of being stuck in Harquiem with his father, soon Jaartos would come looking for his son... Dromeda knew this. He took his way out carefully by leaving silently... despite his largely brave nature. He was often very loud and boasterous, as any descendant of the Imul clan. His cousin was stuck somewhere... he had never met Meoheirophylat but he knew in his heart she knew him.


He made his way towards a man. "Hello there. Could you tell me where the bars are?" He asked loudly. He realised he was holding the man by the collar of his shirt and let him go.

[Taifu_Takashi]

arrow Commercial District Rooftop's - Overlooking the Town Square

Taifu listening to the mysterious woman explain herself with cryptic answer's to his questions only making him smirk underneath the face mask pulled up over his mouth and nose hiding his features while he still leaned against the chimney watching her movements. He pulled away from it once he saw her backing up to the ledge growing a little concerned as he wasnt sure if she was aware that she was about to run out of rooftop, his goal wasnt to harm her so he was starting to make his way closer to her but without the intent to hurt or detain her only to get a response and he didnt want her to accidently die because he had surprised her. His blue eyes widened as she turned to look backwards uttering her final response to him before holding her arms outward and falling back causing Taifu's heart to almost skip a beat himself as he lunged towards her slightly but he was too far out of reach to grasp her to safety.

He reached the edge of the roof a few seconds before she fell and looked over the edge only to witness her soaring upwards past him causing a gust of wind to blow his hair and cloak back wildly showing off her sprouted angel wings and flying over his head until she was out of his view. He witnessed this staring at the mysterious angel until she disappeared effectively evading him with her stolen jewels and any information he was attempting to squeeze out of her simply leaving him puzzled on the rooftop.

"s**t, that was unexpected....." He said to himself muffling the words underneath his face mask before he scratched the back of his head with his fingers feeling like he had been bested by this mysterious female thief but the good thing was he would remember her incase their path's crossed in the future. He stood near the edge of the rooftop staring out towards the Town Square of Barton as he reached his right hand down to grip the gourd of "Sake" he had hooked to his utility belt on his waist pulling the cork out with his teeth after pulling down his mask feeling like he needed a drink after that excitement.

The "Baron" wasnt going to be pleased with people stealing from within the wall's of Barton and Taifu had a feeling that he was going to summoned before the Lord by the "Regulators" since he would be a suspect since he was a well known kleptomaniac in these parts and would have to proclaim his innocence. He took a few gulps of the alcoholic beverage trying to wind himself down from the small adrenaline rush before he noticed a tarp covered wagon pulled by a mule entering through one of the gates of Town using his enhanced Ninja vision acting almost like binoculars peaking his interest slightly.

He was always looking to familiarize himself with new people and businesses around Town and silently watched from a distance as the woman who owned the wagon was trying to sell her wares to passing residents, he hoped that he could afford something as he reached into his pockets and felt for the handful of Gaia gold he had on his possession though it wasnt a large amount and might be just enough to get him by for a few more days. He wiped his face free of Sake with the sleeve of his wrist armor as he noticed another mysterious person wandering around the open Town Square walking at a fast pace before he gripped a local by the collar with his hand and was saying something though Taifu couldnt hear or read his lips to figure out what the conversation was. He was a bit curious and felt that he should possibly approach and introduce himself around Town though he hoped the Royal Guard still patrolling the area for the thief wouldnt approach him or summon him to the Baron of Barton located to the North just yet.

Kira Lightfeather

WitchClaireOfCrownRoyal

Artimul

[Mademoiselle Alvinette]

Location: Barton Town Square

It had been a long morning in the office for Natalie Pierce. She was officially a cryptographer/cryptanalyst for a covert government organization known simply as the Agency, but as the Agency's office ran under the cover of a journalistic outfit called the Barton News Service, her cover job was general office work mainly consisting of triaging news stories as they poured into the office. She really did do all that, only the new stories were all in code, and they were intel reports rather than what was seen by the general public. And she'd been pulling a shift in the office since dawn.

She was completely amazed and mystified when her bosses told her to clock out for lunch now, right when they'd started getting reports of a robbery at Barton Jewelers just a few blocks away. But then again, they'd wanted her in the field more lately, despite her lack of formal training. Evidently they didn't think there were enough field agents out there already. "Sometimes I just don't get your logic," she muttered. "You really don't make sense..." Then again, there were a lot of things about her job that didn't make sense to her these days, and she knew exactly who was behind it. Some sociopath had nabbed the boss and taken over the Agency in his stead, and Natalie was one of the few who knew anything about the change. She just couldn't do anything about the whole soap opera her job had become. YET. But she was collecting evidence as much as she could, and biding her time...

For now, she had a job to do. She had very little doubt that her superiors intended her to do some observing outside as she ate her lunch, so she carried her lunch out of the building and headed to the town square, intending to sit down as close as she could to where she could overhear anything about the robbery.

Finding a convenient bench, Natalie sat down and serenely pulled a sandwich, a bottle of Coke, and an old crime-story magazine out of the brown paper bag, peacefully starting to eat, and read, and observe...

((Poor Natty, things at her job are so convoluted at the moment!))

[Chen Ning]

*crckle---The car is going eastbound on Edward Ave---*czzz*---It just made a turn onto Aveline Drive---

Sirens ran through the streets as a black van sped wildly with police cars in pursuit. Masked men occupied the runaway vehicle. They were armed and dangerous, just as the news report was saying as a helicopter high above kept tabs on the speeding car below.

"I can't believe we robbed the biggest jewelry place in town," said one of the men sitting in the passenger's seat with his assault rifle held in his hands.

"The boss's new stuff worked! The security there was no match for us!"

Another voice came from the back, another masked criminal sitting around with a bag of jewelry.

"It'll all be for nothing if we get caught. Come on, speed up, Brian!"

The van was kicked into high gear, the pedal stomped on as it managed to somehow gain even more speed than before. While the van was having no mercy for whatever was on the road, the police were starting to fall back as they weaved around pedestrians and cars on the road. Obviously, they cared more for public safety than the robbers.

The helicopter started to lower, however, moving closer to the van, a rare thing for chasing aircraft to do.

"That helicopter is getting pretty damn close! What the hell do they think they're going to do! This is bulletproof!"

They heard a loud thud on the roof of the van. The man standing upon was in a black bulletproof vest with a GPD uniform on underneath. A badge decorated the right breast as the words "GPD" were printed upon the front of the kelvar. A helmet covered his head, a visor hiding his eyes. The cop that had landed onto the top of the van slowly stood up, keeping his balance surprisingly on this speeding van. Tonfa in hand, it was time to go to work.

Who is this mysterious police officer that dared to pull off this feat? More at six on Gaia 9 Action News.

Cindy Donovinh adjusted her tie before quickly getting into the news van, the vehicle speeding off toward the action-packed scene.

[xXThe LawmanXx]

Detective Joe Delahoy , on the case!

Current Locale: Barton Square
Current Suspects/Witnesses: No one in particular
Current Thoughts: A burglary, well ain't that peachy.

After awhile, it became clear that whatever that dreadful vibe was, it was gone now. The birds were still flocking around, but at this point, Detective Delahoy was just wasting his day off, worrying about a whole lot of nothing. "Guess I was right, another bum steer," he mumbled to himself. The crowd that was around the scene had disbanded, new faces and old ones melding back into normalcy. Well, normalcy for Barton Town, that is. "You know, maybe I'm just thinking too hard; I got a day off, and here I am, jumping at shadows. Time to head home and-"

BRING! BRRRING!

The detective looked around for awhile before looking down at the beeper on his belt. He fiddled with the device for awhile before it stopped beeping. Damn beep-booping dingus... Though living in Gaia put the rather old-fashioned man in the position to learn the many advances in technology since his original time, Delahoy was reluctant and poor with almost anything of the sort. He finally got the beeper to say who was calling, and sighed when it read 'BPD URGENT.' "Great, what could this be?" He headed to a gamewell near a set of benches. He disregarded the woman eating her lunch; he doubted she would be able to make heads or tails of his conversation.

"Operator, get me HQ," the detective began. He popped the phone in between his head and shoulder, and pulled out his notebook. "Detective Delahoy, badge number ten twenty-seven... so, what's so urgent?...a burglary, then? That's a real shame, but it's my day off...what, the Baron? Asked for me by name? Well, ain't this a kick in the head!" The detective jotted down whatever important info he could get, including a list of possible suspects. "Any of the usual cat burglars in Barton at large are people we want to be hunting down," he ordered. "I'll run a comb through things and see what bugs we find...what I mean is, I'm gonna throw some darts and see what sticks...dammit, it's not that hard to figure out, man! I'm going to investigate the scene of the crime and look for some clues, you understand that?" He hung up then, and let out a sigh. "This is going to be one hell of a day," he muttered. Delahoy produced a cigarette, but his lighter wouldn't hold a spark.

He glanced back over to the woman eating lunch, and said, "Sorry to interrupt, ma'am, but do you got a light?"

Mademoiselle Alvinette

[Spooky Mittens]

(( I think I'll skip over some of the reactions to your actions for this post Savic, just for the sake of expediency. I'll be packing a long bit of forging into this one :3. Consider it a sort of time-skip. ))

Gustave had, in the time it took Savic to explain and collect the materials for the first batch of weapons, applied an apron to his body and removed his long gloves. He was now inspecting the forge elements within Savic's shop, determining which things would be useful and which things would not be. He had a diverse set of tools at his disposal to be sure, some of which Gustave had never even heard of and some which would not be useful in this situation in the least. He might make a better jewelcutter and silversmith, but at least there's a power hammer. He would think to himself. He would be broken out of his thought bubble as he heard the heavy thump of several ingots of steel. Judging by the size and Gustave's familiarity with the product, he estimated them between six and eight pounds each.

"Perfect, I assume you read the schematics only at a glance, but this kind of sparring sword needs and unusually high level of flex. I usually like to work with spring steel in sheets for things like this, but I can work with crucible steel just as fine I guess. Hmmm. . ."

Gustave recalled that he did need a new longsword as his old primary had been loaned out to Alexander Tyson for the time being. He wandered over to one of the blocks of metal and lifted the thing from the floor. He hoised it up near his shoulder as he strolled along towards the tools. A set of calipers would be necessary here and he would readily clamp them onto one end of the ingot. He held it up to his right eye as he strolled along towards the forge, inspecting the crystalline patterning. Hmmm. . . Hard to tell without a microscope and a cross section. Gustave would think to himself as he eyes the thing up and down. He had a way with metals in general, but in particular he was gifted with the precious kind. He plopped the ingot into the hot forge with the calipers and then left it to heat for a while, taking the calipers back and meandering away. The strangest thing would be how he stuck his hand into the forge itself to determine it's heat.

While any normal person would find that their hand was now ash doing such a silly thing, Gustave's hand emerged unharmed, emblazoned with arcane markings in a bright crimson which would fade rapidly. It would be hard for anyone else to know this, but Gustave could gauge the temperature by these markings and how long they took to fade.

"Tell you what. I'll make you a fine longsword with this steel here as a gift. I'll even pay for it. In the meantime, what I really need for my order is sixty-one fifty(6150) sheet steel. It's a bit more expensive than fifty-one sixty because the latter is mass produced. But because it's made in much smaller batches it's far less likely to have inclusions."

Savic probably had some of that in his stores down below if he had something like crucible ingots like this down there. These were even less common. In the meantime, Gustave would wait for his steel to reach the proper coloring before removing it from the furnace. He'd carry the thing over to the power hammer and begin drawing it out. He'd draw it out to twice it's length and then bring it over to an anvil and, using a wedge, start splitting the ingot so that he could fold it back in on itself. He would fold it, return it to the forge, re-heat it, remove it and then begin drawing it out once more. This process would continue several times, giving Savic ample time to retrieve the steel Gustave had asked for. (Assuming Savic was indeed done with this task in particular) Gustave would stop hammering for a moment, glancing over at the idle Savic.

"Good. Now take the sheets and stencil out the outline of the hiltless feders. Cut the stenciled pieces out with a bandsaw or a plasma cutter. It's best done by machine but if you have to do it by hand then just be careful with it. Once you do that, do like me with this ingot and draw out the tang on each of 'em."

Gustave would then return to his own task, folding the steel in on itself again and again. Eventually, he would get to a point where he felt it was time to draw it out to the proper length. He then set one end in a vice and started twisting the hot metal around.

Savic the Blue Blade

[Chen Ning]

((I'm planning to have them get away, so it doesn't mess up you guys' detective spiff. Also, I'm a detective, too.))

[Lost Kaze]

Kaze stepped out of the subway on the sidewalk looking towards the street. He heard the sirens wailing and looked around to see what was going on. There was a van speeding down the street trying to out-run cops. It appeared to be a black armored van and it was hitting others cars to send the cars careening behind to block the cops. It hit a car and sent it towards an unsuspecting crowd of onlookers.
Kaze leaped in front of the crowd and slammed what appeared to be a pillar in front of them. As soon as the car impacted the pillar, Kaze jumped up, his black cloak coming off revealing the black armor, as the car wrapped around the pillar. He landed next to the driver side, ripping the door off and pulling out the unconscious man behind the driver's seat. He quickly scanned the car to see if anyone else was in the car. The van quickly sped away with cop cars trailing behind.
'Zephyrus, I need you to do a quick scan and see if there is any serious damage.' Kaze asked the integrated artificial intelligence as he lied the man down.
'Quick scans shows no severe internal damage. Bad bump on his head and a few fractured ribs, not in any danger of puncturing a lung or anything.
Kaze let out a sigh of relief and walked over to his black cloak and put it back on with the onlookers staring at him. The pillar vanished as he looked at the crowd, "This man needs medical attention now. I advise one of you to call someone to come pick this man up." Kaze turned to walk off.
'Sir, if I may... I don't believe that was seen as the best C.O.A. The probability of death if there were more passengers is ninety-eight percent. Zephyrus told Kaze coldly.
'It was a reaction. Next time I'll try to think of something else.' Kaze replied back. 'Well at least it turned out okay. Kaze added and walked away from the crowd.

[Mademoiselle Alvinette]

Bedlam. Absolute bedlam, right after Natalie had gotten started on her sandwich. There was a black van speeding off, and Natalie took mental note of the thing's license number, figuring that it was involved in something, even if it wasn't the jewelry-store robbery. And then there was a police helicopter loudly flying overhead after that. And then, car wrecks. Natalie let out a low whistle. "Hot...dang," she muttered. "I sure hope nobody was killed!"

She wasn't a cop, and though she carried a revolver under her bright red coat, she didn't exactly advertise the fact, though quite a few baddies had seen her with it. So all she could do was observe and report. She pulled out her phone and sent a few brief texts before putting the device back in her coat pocket and picking the sandwich and magazine up off her lap again.

And then...

If it were possible for human ears to perk up, Natalie's sure would have when she heard a male voice spouting off official-sounding orders with just a dash of film-noir slang. She was dating a time traveler, so she was used to hearing it...just not from anyone else! Evidently this fella was a policeman investigating a burglary. This day is sure getting more interesting... Another bite of sandwich, followed by a sip of Coke...

"Sorry to interrupt, ma'am, but do you got a light?"

Natalie looked over at the man, who looked just as old-fashioned as he talked. "Nope, sorry!" she said, smiling. "I don't smoke." Wonder if I should ask him what in Sam Hill is going on! I mean, just about anybody would be curious...

((She really is dating a time traveler, so I'm not pulling this out of my hat. XD It's in another thread where I've been playing her for about two years. And his name is Joe and he's a detective/spy! LOL))

Chen Ning

Detective Joe Delahoy

Lost Kaze

((Edited just a little. ^^))