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… hm? This one…. Ah- didn’t he visit once, all those years back? He and his sister were hardly worth noticing- quiet enough to not be a bother. What, is she supposed to know him?
Creepy. Not as bad as the other guys though- gardens above, did I manage to accidentally join a cult?
[The sooner this ends, the sooner they can return home.]
How funny, that he tried to do all of this to make himself safer, to take away his ability to hurt- and yet in the end he’s still left holding the detonator? He cant ever seem to escape the inevitable, but maybe he can help, even if only the smallest bit-
... Something's off. Hm. It makes no difference in the end, but how very ... intriguing. Either way, you're a fool if you think that warning will be enough.
He thought he’d just be doing an errand, not- breaking into a train! Not fighting his sister!!! god what if he accidentally blows a hole in the train or in his sister or her friends or-
He’ll just, try and pull his punches, m-maybe that will be enough. He should have known better, to read the terms and conditions before making any deal-
It's already far too late to start to having regrets. You've made your choice, haven't you? Failure is something that will not be tolerated.
The magnificent inventor! The gracious woman found her abandoned, and picked her up, gave her purpose once more! As thanks, Jodie has determined to dedicate herself to the other woman's well being- a tall order considering their tendency to run themself ragged. Still, its something to do, and Jodie always does her duty happily!
(...Why are you looking at me like that? Don't you know that your humanity makes you free? I wouldn't wish this fate on my worst enemy, much less a brilliant star such as you.)
Her dear assistant. Jodie was picked up partially on accident while they were poking around in the junkyard for scraps. The Inventor has grown used to her presence in the workshop as they pursue the completion of their ultimate creation. In a way, they are the only one they trust enough to oversee them as they work- that no matter how far they will go, Jodie will always be there to support them. (To me, you are perfect. Without flaw. The sleek coldness, unwavering and faultless mechanics is everything I wish I was.)
Their Father. The man that made her, in more ways then one. He was often absent in their youth, whiling away every moment he wasn't at work on his own personal project in the basement. Despite his absences, and cold demeanor- Cass had to admit, she admired him. It was unsurprising then that as she got older, she followed in his footsteps. She studied hard, got her degree, and began studying under her father, learning more about his project. She almost believed in their work, for a time. It was the closest she had ever been with him- though it strained her relation ship with her twin.
It was fine. He'd come around, once he found out. They were going to save everyone, after all.
Even if is cost her more then she could pay.
Their Father. Dr.Caito was not a family man, even in the best of days, and casey quickly grew to despise him, as the years dragged on and the man continued to hole away, tinkering on that godforsaken project of his. Casey flew the damn coop as soon as he could, and encouraged his sister to do the same. After all, what good was the old codger doing for other sequester away like that? Casey was going to help people in the ways that mattered, feet on the ground and head in the action.
He always knew the bastard would fuck it up somehow- but to drag his SISTER in on it?
He'll never forgive him.
Quiet, a faded voice in the background. Poet hopes she finds strength, as she once had.
Oh, ava's been there. stuck at the bottom, afraid with nowhere to go- really she knows the feeling. She hopes the woman's able to find her footing. She deserves a little boost, especially considering the smoking gun she unwittingly provided them
Sigh. Such a shame, wasting a pretty face like that amongst Erimentha’s ranks. At the very least, she’s better at keeping her tongue in check… unlike her *other* companion.
Another demeaning boss. In any other circumstance, Ava would probablly be stammering and stuttering to be getting to attention of a beautiful woman like this, but... something about the way she says things, rubbed her the wrong way. Maybe ava's just tired of being used. Still, the woman's defensiveness reveals more then she thinks it does.
Ah, youth. He remembers when he used to be dreamer like that. Ha! perhaps he still is, trying to make a change even after all these years. Say, young man, would you like a little trinket? It's no heros weapon, but perhaps it can provide some light.
Heh, everybody knows that old grandpas don’t do anything fun! Maybe he can fit… I dunno, how about some sort of wise sage, who crafts the hero’s ultimate weapon! .. or maybe.. a dwarf or something…? Bah, I guess Kiran has no choice but to test his resolve… by making him read this book out loud!
A mere bug compared to heaven’s vision. Even with the rebellion’s doomed struggle against the capital, him and his little group have managed to stay out of sight for all these years quite effectively. No matter. Any threats will be disposed of. And for that end… yes, I do believe it’s a good time as any to test Subject 001 progression. After all, for those like Odin, altruism is their greatest weakness- it’s simply in their nature to help others. Gaia only needs them to believe that tool is human long enough for it to get. close.
One of the academy few mechanists. It’s been hard to get information on her, incredibly secretive ceremony- minimal public presence- its like the woman is a ghost. And yet. Her presence haunts the city, and this... poor child, nonetheless. No, it would be foolish to write her off.
He wonders perhaps, in a difference life, they might've been friends.
…she’s frustrated. She understands- god of COURSE she understands but-
Failure has always been a bitter pill for her to swallow.
Rosemary had a choice. A gamble, with the stakes set on the life someone she holds oh so dear. You understand why she had to. To her- there was only one option. And at that point, it’s not a choice at all, is it?
Just. Just ONCE, please. She needs hope. She needs a way out. She needs to know they can save someone. ANYONE
(She needs to know she can be saved.)
[You will know your newfound strength. At the heart of the facility lies your resting ground, your cradle. Those within the center are your natural prey. Feed on them. Take their energy for your own.] >>PROCEED
Both of them. She’s… she’s really glad that they have a chance to keep moving forward, here.
Ava…. to be honest, they super don’t know ‘em! She’s not at the Agency all that much, and whenever she is, she looks like she just put down someone’s dog and is getting crushed about it. She’s also- super flighty and never sticks around for long! At least, not when they’re in the room. Menos wouldn’t be surprised if she was avoiding them on purpose. They uh- don’t know why. Did they do something wrong…?
… she’s glad he’s doing well.
One of The Grandmaster’s trusted confidants. She may appear skittish in what glances he’s caught of her, but first impressions aren’t everything! There’s something about her that makes Lucian feel she’s capable of a lot more than she lets on. He just can’t place a finger on why….
God, what is there to say.... the man was already half gone when marlin met him in the labs- and to watch him further detiorate over the... years... it was horrifying.
Hes... hes glad that he was able to get the help he needed after everything, but he still worries about his well being. the man has a family after all. he should be able to be in good health to take care of them
Spitfire! Shes... a headache often, but he'd be lying if he said he didnt enjoy her brightness. while her- tendency to recklessly endanger herself scares the daylights out of him, shes a good kid.
“You MOTHER FUCKER GET **BACK** HERE-“
What a PAIN, in the NECK. It’s funny! If she wasn’t so determined to stick with the lowlife, presh couldve respected her! She’s clearly talented, even for a mundie- she could’ve gone far with that determination. But no. No no no. She took pity on little old eris. Stuck with him to the bitter end. Well, that’s fine. Just don’t come crying to him when her luck runs out~!
(Despite everything, it’s…reassuring to know eris still has a friend.)
*SWIFTLY KICKS YOU IN THE GROIN* *SWIFTLY KICKS YOU IN THE GROIN* *SW-* Honestly! Lily absolutely hates this man! He’s arrogant, self-absorbed, and always going on and on about his suuuper amazing epithet. Worst of all, he’s downright despicable to Eris just for- for existing. She doesn’t understand why Eris cares so much about him, after everything Presh has done. Hmph! If it were up to her, she’d punt him into the heavens!
Its... Its gunna be okay, alright? You and bennet, you can figure it out okay? If you need help we're- we're all here to help you okay?
You know, the two of them are rather similar. Its kinda nice, having someone who understands the whole - wrangling younger brothers with epithets that may or may not listen to you, haha! ..She just- never expected things to turn out like this. She only wanted to calm things down, have a small break- everything has been so, so much and the best she’s managed is barely getting by. It’s enough to make just about anyone feel powerless. Desperate.
He reminds her a lot of Arley, when he was little. all that energy... its nostalgic.
which makes the reality hurt that much more.
Hmm, there's something about her glasses that reminds Bennett of........ another similar blocky detective! Poof! Halloween costume! >:D
Victor…right. Yeah. Victor. He’s kind of a creep if you ask me- talking about breaking legs and suspicions- a whole lot of weiiird coincidence, if you ask me. You know after everything with sal… maybe they should take a look at victor too! Call it a hunch.
(Perhaps once, presh might have gone wailing to victor after a skinned knee or awful encounter with the eldest’s. But when presh chose the pursuit of glory over eris- victor’s small kindnesses dissapeared like smoke. Head up presh. Winners don’t cry.)