Ezekiel without looking at the door cheerfully shouts "Come in!" It is about time he finally gained a customer. He was in need of some money as he was short on a good amount for dinner...it really was a slow day. "Welcome to Steel Hearts! We don't have a fancy slogan yet cuz....I think they're corny but anyway how may I be of assistance?"
*Isabella enters and looks up at the individual and hands him the envelop, and then looks down while twiddling her thumbs together*
Isabella: "Um, I merely need some assistance to guard me while I collect a few herbs for a local clinic. Our supplier has been slowing down of late, so every once in a while I go out and collect a few herbs from a nearby garden we have in the forest. However, of late, bandits and other nonsense have been supposedly found there, so I'm in need of some assistance. In that envelop should be about $200 or so dollars, and I hope that isn't a waste of your time and oh..."
(Spark calls Neo York, Nueva York because the language his mother speaks. I didnt want anyone to get confused. Sorry.)
*After walking around a bit, Spark finds a wrench shape indent in the wall*
Spark: here we go!
*Places wrench in the indent and a door opens to Spikes old room. On the old dusty bed, lays another letter, with a familiar looking pin. He picks up the letter and reads it aloud*
Spark: Dear Son, If you are getting this letter it means you have found the church. Welcome Spark, to the base of the Order of the Angels. Here i was called Sabatheil, and that pin was mine. Now it is yours, welcome to the order of the angels. Here you will be called Cassiel. Your job here is to fight off any threat to humanity, no matter how strong. The next letter you should be able to find on your own after awhile. Till next time, Your Loving Dad, Spike
P.S. if you find Pit be wary, i know not of his state of mind.
*Puts letter down and puts pin on chest*
Spark:Cassiel. Its got a ring to it. Thanks Dad.
*Starts exploring the Church*
Yoshimitsu nears Neo York city's outskirts and decides to pull out a map. This place used to be so lively from what Kisuke tells me. Yoshimitsu keeps his senses heightened whilst going through the city trying to find a bar Lucifer usually goes to. Suddenly, Yoshimitsu stumbles upon a bar where Kisuke said Lucifer and the other circles of hell resided most the time. Wow, not really high standards...
*Tsi sits in his throne, dreads tied back loosely, and polishes his weapons. First the katana. Tsi dips it into a thin, long, narrow tube of water and solution, leaving it in for a few minutes. He pulls out the weapon and uses the rag next to him to dry the blade. The katana glistens and Tsi slides it into its sheath. He then does the same to his bow, arrows, and hook chain each in a pool of water and solution. Tsi puts on his signature white trench coat with futuristic blue lines at the bottom, wrists, and neck of the coat. Strapping the bow and arrows to his back and his chain hook to his free hip, Tsi walks out the palace and to a transport tube, arriving just outside Neo York.*
*Isabella enters and looks up at the individual and hands him the envelop, and then looks down while twiddling her thumbs together*
Isabella: "Um, I merely need some assistance to guard me while I collect a few herbs for a local clinic. Our supplier has been slowing down of late, so every once in a while I go out and collect a few herbs from a nearby garden we have in the forest. However, of late, bandits and other nonsense have been supposedly found there, so I'm in need of some assistance. In that envelop should be about $200 or so dollars, and I hope that isn't a waste of your time and oh..."
Ezekiel slowly took hold of the envelope as he gazed at Isabella. She seemed to be extremely shy. He wondered how on Earth she ended up here. He was tempted to give her one of those “how did you hear of our business” survey sheets but decided it would be best not to milk this opportunity too much. He could almost drool over the money as it was more than he had made the entire day. He listened to her describe the mission and after she was done Ezekiel scratched his chin and looked at her and then the envelope. This mission actually sounded fun, unlike the daycare crap he was doing now. Plus it helped that he was not guarding an ugly woman as that really complicates things…..trust me. She also did not look like she wanted to kill him…Ezekiel had some enemies so these were basic things he checked often.
“Finally something interesting,” Ezekiel thought to himself. He has dealt with bandits before, and it shouldn’t be anything he can’t handle alone.
He smiled at the young, shy, blushing, lady who seemed to look about his age. “Sure how can I turn down someone as nice as you. This will be no problem at all. Let me just fit this in my schedule *acts as if he has a lot of stuff but it is just a mostly blank paper* Just lead the way and I’ll do all of the heavy lifting.” *charges gun then puts it back in the holster*
“By the way I’m Ezekiel Zero who might you be. *moves to shake her hand*”
Ezekiel slowly took hold of the envelope as he gazed at Isabella. She seemed to be extremely shy. He wondered how on Earth she ended up here. He was tempted to give her one of those “how did you hear of our business” survey sheets but decided it would be best not to milk this opportunity too much. He could almost drool over the money as it was more than he had made the entire day. He listened to her describe the mission and after she was done Ezekiel scratched his chin and looked at her and then the envelope. This mission actually sounded fun, unlike the daycare crap he was doing now. Plus it helped that he was not guarding an ugly woman as that really complicates things…..trust me. She also did not look like she wanted to kill him…Ezekiel had some enemies so these were basic things he checked often.
“Finally something interesting,” Ezekiel thought to himself. He has dealt with bandits before, and it shouldn’t be anything he can’t handle alone.
He smiled at the young, shy, blushing, lady who seemed to look about his age. “Sure how can I turn down someone as nice as you. This will be no problem at all. Let me just fit this in my schedule *acts as if he has a lot of stuff but it is just a mostly blank paper* Just lead the way and I’ll do all of the heavy lifting.” *charges gun then puts it back in the holster*
“By the way I’m Ezekiel Zero who might you be. *moves to shake her hand*”
He sees the object fly into the air and when it hits a building it sets it alight, Tetsuya then hears the bounce of another grenade on the hard floor, it exploded and he found himself blinded by some wild orange matter - more fire was spread out in front of him and he stepped back quickly, not able to see properly he wasn't aware of what was around him anymore so he walked back, pointing his gun passed the fire in case he could get a fix.
Ezekiel laughed out loud at the fact that no one calls him Mr.Zero. He could never imagine being called "Mr." Most of his friends (who are definietely not criminals...yea they're law abiding citizens....definitely normal followers of the law) call him Eazy some even call him Zeek
"Well Isabella you can call me Eze or Ezekiel, Zeek, whichever one works for you. I don't mind at all."
After pausing a bit he asked her a question creating a bit of casual conversation.
"Sorry if I'm budding in you personal life but have you been going there by yourself all this time before now? That's pretty dangerous in these times."
If that fool Kisuke thinks I will wait hours for this clown to show up, he is mistaken. Yoshimitsu imagines a note scribbled with some words on it and leaves the note in the bar, duck taped there.
This is Urahara Kisuke, known as Lust in the CoH, and I do not want to be contacted or hunted down by Lucifer or anyone he sends after me. Let this message be a warning to you, as I cannot promise your safety if you venture out to find me.
Now...time to the Steel Hearts mercenary shop? Yes, that is where Kisuke said to go.
Ezekiel laughed out loud at the fact that no one calls him Mr.Zero. He could never imagine being called "Mr." Most of his friends (who are definietely not criminals...yea they're law abiding citizens....definitely normal followers of the law) call him Eazy some even call him Zeek
"Well Isabella you can call me Eze or Ezekiel, Zeek, whichever one works for you. I don't mind at all."
After pausing a bit he asked her a question creating a bit of casual conversation.
"Sorry if I'm budding in you personal life but have you been going there by yourself all this time before now? That's pretty dangerous in these times."
*Isabella looks at Ezekiel, only slightly perturbed, but pretty much used to this sort of reaction towards her shy disposition*
Isabella: "Well, I guess I'll call you Eze... and I used to be guarded on these errands by one of the Lombardo, Nick, but he got some sharpel in his eye that went straight through the optic nerve, so they're removing it. Yeah... um... yeah..."
Ezekiel was a bit outgoing and he could not help but notice her shudders and disposition. He sat back down to make her feel more comfortable (does not want to lose client. LOL) after she described what happened to her friend Nick. It was a bit awkward hearing those words with her voice.
Ezekiel in his mind thought (Oh god what kind of herbs are these?????!!!!!)
Out loud: "Oh god what kind of herbs are these-, whoops did I say that out loud sorry. It's a shame that happened to you friend but uh...don't worry I think I will be able to keep both of my eyes....hopefully...So when shall we set off?"
He had to face it, his target had got away. After a couple more minutes he went back to the fire and helped the Blank Slates put out what they could, they had taken a lot of damage in the mini-skirmish that just occurred. Kuroko was allowed to rest in one of their spare huts after talking with the villagers. a young lad with red hair, walked into his house as he was lying on his back on the bed and stared at him - Kuroko turned his head that was rested on his palms and looked at the boy.
Name: Karma Gender: Male Age: 16 Race: Blank Slates Looks (image or description):
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Karma is well-known throughout his village for his violent behavior and troublesome attitude. Due to his original teacher 'betraying' him, he began to hate all people who called themselves 'teachers' and as a result has almost zero respect for any adults. He is shown to be be tricky and manipulative, and takes great pleasure in harming others. He excels at using weaponry and foul play.
Karma is described by Karasuma as "at first glance, he comes across as being a lazy sort, but... there's a strong sense of mischief in his eyes." Karma's personality is quite relaxed most of the time and he occasionally skips out on things he finds boring. When fighting, he becomes brutal and has no qualms of hurting people who threatens him or any of his friends. It is also shown that he is a very intelligent person. It has been mentioned by Karasuma that Karma likes to humiliate his opponent and despite his Lazy personality, he is very strong.
Despite all this, Karme is actually a very decent person and has saved someone he didn't even know from bullies, thinking they're much better than them. He is an unprejudiced person and that is why he stuck up for the victim of the bullies.
History:
Karma was raised in a small Blank Slate community, hidden in the wild, he started to learn there ways and became good friends with one of his teachers. Though Karma hurt another student and his Teacher scolded him, telling his parents that he could not teach this 'failure' not longer even after the comfort he gave Karma in times of need.
Karma hated his teacher after that and pranked him, the prank led to the teacher becoming very ill and losing a limb. Though because of Karma's personality he didn't really give a ****. A man named Karasuma taught Karma, being a martial artist he could handle the boy pretty well and he made him excel - Karma became extremely intelligent which showed in his pranks.
He caused a lot of trouble in his village, but then his life would change forever, a mini-skirmish occurred, their village taking some damage from a fire attack. That is when Karma met Kuroko....
Signature equipment (optional):
A Ceremonial Dagger, it's an ancient relic of the village and wields 'unknown potential'
Ezekiel was a bit outgoing and he could not help but notice her shudders and disposition. He sat back down to make her feel more comfortable (does not want to lose client. LOL) after she described what happened to her friend Nick. It was a bit awkward hearing those words with her voice.
Ezekiel in his mind thought (Oh god what kind of herbs are these?????!!!!!)
Out loud: "Oh god what kind of herbs are these-, whoops did I say that out loud sorry. It's a shame that happened to you friend but uh...don't worry I think I will be able to keep both of my eyes....hopefully...So when shall we set off?"
Isabella: "Well, I hope you don't lose them either. The herbs, however, aren't for that surgery, but instead are just for everyday visits, as it saves money from having to buy drugs all the time. The garden is approximately two miles out of Tera, in the middle of the August Woods. I would say we can go now, but..."
Name: Toshiro Hitsugaya
Gender: Male
Age: 14
Race: Human
Looks: My sig.
Clan/organization (if applicable): N/A
Personality: He does not trust anyone, and can often be deceiving to get his way.
History: A tough upbringing. Toshiro suffered as a child, with no parents to support or encourage him. He lived at the outskirts of a village and occasionally entered to gather food that would suffice for even another day. His parents died at the hands of a mysterious group of Observers. He practically raised himself and had no father or mother figure to look up to, reflecting upon his somewhat barbaric attitude towards life and extreme hatred and mistrust towards Observers. He learned to steal from various stands and trained diligently practiced on his own, with the fear that Observers that once took his parents' life would come back to complete the job. Now, Toshiro works alone and has developed into a strong independent male. His mistrust towards Observers transitioned towards anyone he met, despite race or title. For now, he works alone and prays that one day, he has the opportunity to take down the Observers' tyrannical ways.
Signature equipment (optional): A sword, named Hyorinmaru
Several weeks before the event at a place called "The Forge"...
Following a map that had been given to him, Shin came to a place that once was inhabited by the Observers. It had been abandoned so for a long time but if he was correct it would hold valuable information. He felt a little disappointed that his friend Kisuke couldn't come to this adventure but he was hopeful that soon they would meet and talk about his short journey. He had been planning this trip for a while and he was determined to finish it at whatever cost. He wasn't the type to run from something unless it was really dire. In fact so much had happened recently including the tournament, that to Shin, this was a little vacation.
The information he would collect in this trip would help his friend Kisuke greatly and his mission to spread the knowledge of his findings. He was almost a leader in his eyes and how he had quickly taken control of the situation. He was glad some people were able to make it out alive but...some people didn't make it. As he pressed through the forests and deep chasms of the area, he though about how Kisuke must feel. So much had changed for him as well and to suddenly be burdened with such a destiny...it was quite remarkable. Shin smiled as he imagined the look on his face if he knew exactly where this trip was taking him. After all, according to Kisuke, he was going to "revisit his old home". If there was anything he had learned from his friend, it was how to lie convincingly. He gave a smirk as he approached what looked like an entrance. Upon it were inscribed old symbols and writing that he quickly recognized it.
"So this is where you were hiding after all..."
Shin takes out a pen and writes down the symbols in a journal he always journeyed with. It contained private information about the Observers...his people. With his finger, he made a sign in an empty space between the symbols on the wall. The wall slowly rumbled and revealed a pathway that led inside. As he traveled inside to what looked like a dark and creepy corridor, he carried with him a lighted torch he found hung on the wall. He traveled for quite some time inside, all the while thinking to himself.
"If my dear friend knew who I was...would he still be my friend? It's not like I am like them...I always wanted to be human like them. This disguise...it's all I have to hide me...to protect me. I can't let him find out or else....I will lose the only friend I have in this world. (sigh) Kisuke-san...don't think less of me for lying to you."
"(surprised) Hmmm?""
"This is it."
As he came to another wall, he made another symbol on the empty space between the writing. As the door opened, Shin was welcomed to a most worthy reward. Inside was a gorgeous room with treasure and even a library of old documents and books. Having respect for his ancestors, he passed the mountains of gold, gems, and goblets. Instead he carried on and headed for the library in the distance. The room was a luminous blue that shone like the moon. As he came to the section he was looking for, he picked up a book with silver letters written on it in the language of the observers.
"Found it...now to head back home."
On his way out of The Forge, he closed the entrances with several symbols he wrote on their walls so that none other than an observer could open it. He looked back at the giant structure behind him and inhaled deeply. He dare didn't tell anyone about this or his life would be forfeit. Little did he know he was being followed.
the observers bombarded humans with nullification. Almost everyone knew the spot, and Observers knew it too. They send bounty hunter after bounty hunter on Kisuke and Yoshimitsu, yet to no avail. Somehow, a select few Urahara deem unworthy of his presence get lost in the desert like lands, almost as if it was his labyrinth of sorts. Only one person knew Urahara had built a place like this, and that was the man that helped him, Yoshimitsu. Kisuke, I need to get some things. I will be back relatively soon, so don't go anywhere without me.I will be in my lab most of the day Yoshimitsu, so feel free to do what you will without me. If you see Shin on your way to wherever you are going, please tell him to pay me a visit. Yoshimitsu takes nothing but a sword with him as he leaves the fortress in the desert, heading to an Observer city nearby.
After traveling for quite some time, Shin arrived to a fork on the road. It had been a while since he rested so he decided to camp near a clearing where the fork was. He made a small, warm campfire as the day began to wane and the stars quickly took their place above the sky. As he placed his hands towards the flame, he was reminded of his past. Such a thing is hard to do when one is an orphan. So many bad memories overshadow the decent ones. Shin could not for the life of him remember who his real parents were nor anything more about his Observer heritage. He didn't quite understood what it meant to be one. All he could remember were horrible memories from the tournament. The look upon the faces of the humans and their pain.
But there was still hope he guessed. Somewhere deep inside his memories he was able to dig out a memory of his foster parents. He had been nine by that time and had been through so much. But out of nowhere, this couple took him in. They provided their home to him including feeding and clothing him. They were such humble folk but the love they had for him and one another was all Shin needed. They taught him many things but the most important was about love. His foster father taught him how to hunt and use a sword. His foster mother taught him how to cook and about History, Math, Science, and Literature. Shin felt so grateful for all they did and when he came of age, he set out with their blessing. After traveling for a while, he received word that they had died. He felt so sad upon the news but he knew that they had died in peace because of how well of a man he had become. Tears streamed down his face as he remembered the last words to him.
"Now boy...you do good by us and be a man. Not just one of them men who make a lot of money. No I want you to be like your old man. Strong, just, and a heart of gold. And make sure to fetch ya a nice woman like my ol' Teadora here. I want me some grandkids one day to tell 'em about me stories. (Gives a hearty laugh)"
"Oh Martin...stop. (Blushes). Now son...always remember that we will always love you and we are so proud of you. (Grabs Shin's cheeks) Be a gentleman and one day you will find a woman who loves you the same. I want a little grandaughter so that I can teach her how to cook for you when you get old and creaky like your father (giggles)"
"Hey! I ain't no creaky old man yet! But yer mothers right ya know. Don't be a fool and find ye a good friend. So if ya screw up with the old lady you have someone to go get a drink with. Heh heh he (hearty laugh)."
Shin reached inside his shirt and pulled out his pendant. It was a gift from his foster father. He cherished it with every fiber of his being...it meant the world to him. He smiled because he remembered they're smiles when they gave him the pendant. They had worked so hard and spent all their money on this pendant. He looked up to the sky and whispered in a soft tone:
"Thank you for watching over me...Mom...Pops..."
*branch breaking ahead*
"Hmm?! Is someone there?"
Someone had arrived and Shin hoped it was not an unwelcome visitor.
After traveling for quite some time, Shin arrived to a fork on the road. It had been a while since he rested so he decided to camp near a clearing where the fork was. He made a small, warm campfire as the day began to wane and the stars quickly took their place above the sky. As he placed his hands towards the flame, he was reminded of his past. Such a thing is hard to do when one is an orphan. So many bad memories overshadow the decent ones. Shin could not for the life of him remember who his real parents were nor anything more about his Observer heritage. He didn't quite understood what it meant to be one. All he could remember were horrible memories from the tournament. The look upon the faces of the humans and their pain.
But there was still hope he guessed. Somewhere deep inside his memories he was able to dig out a memory of his foster parents. He had been nine by that time and had been through so much. But out of nowhere, this couple took him in. They provided their home to him including feeding and clothing him. They were such humble folk but the love they had for him and one another was all Shin needed. They taught him many things but the most important was about love. His foster father taught him how to hunt and use a sword. His foster mother taught him how to cook and about History, Math, Science, and Literature. Shin felt so grateful for all they did and when he came of age, he set out with their blessing. After traveling for a while, he received word that they had died. He felt so sad upon the news but he knew that they had died in peace because of how well of a man he had become. Tears streamed down his face as he remembered the last words to him.
"Now boy...you do good by us and be a man. Not just one of them men who make a lot of money. No I want you to be like your old man. Strong, just, and a heart of gold. And make sure to fetch ya a nice woman like my ol' Teadora here. I want me some grandkids one day to tell 'em about me stories. (Gives a hearty laugh)"
"Oh Martin...stop. (Blushes). Now son...always remember that we will always love you and we are so proud of you. (Grabs Shin's cheeks) Be a gentleman and one day you will find a woman who loves you the same. I want a little grandaughter so that I can teach her how to cook for you when you get old and creaky like your father (giggles)"
"Hey! I ain't no creaky old man yet! But yer mothers right ya know. Don't be a fool and find ye a good friend. So if ya screw up with the old lady you have someone to go get a drink with. Heh heh he (hearty laugh)."
Shin reached inside his shirt and pulled out his pendant. It was a gift from his foster father. He cherished it with every fiber of his being...it meant the world to him. He smiled because he remembered they're smiles when they gave him the pendant. They had worked so hard and spent all their money on this pendant. He looked up to the sky and whispered in a soft tone:
"Thank you for watching over me...Mom...Pops..."
*branch breaking ahead*
"Hmm?! Is someone there?"
Someone had arrived and Shin hoped it was not an unwelcome visitor.
Oi, is that you Shin? Kisuke walks out of the darkness and stands a distance away from Shin. Do you mind if I sit? I have some plans I need to show you. Yoshimitsu is doing his part right now, but we too play a vital part in this, only if you accept of course. Kisuke stares at Shin and notices a glistening stream trickling down his face and frowns. What's wrong?
He had to face it, his target had got away. After a couple more minutes he went back to the fire and helped the Blank Slates put out what they could, they had taken a lot of damage in the mini-skirmish that just occurred. Kuroko was allowed to rest in one of their spare huts after talking with the villagers. a young lad with red hair, walked into his house as he was lying on his back on the bed and stared at him - Kuroko turned his head that was rested on his palms and looked at the boy.
Name: Karma Gender: Male Age: 16 Race: Blank Slates Looks (image or description):
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Karma is well-known throughout his village for his violent behavior and troublesome attitude. Due to his original teacher 'betraying' him, he began to hate all people who called themselves 'teachers' and as a result has almost zero respect for any adults. He is shown to be be tricky and manipulative, and takes great pleasure in harming others. He excels at using weaponry and foul play.
Karma is described by Karasuma as "at first glance, he comes across as being a lazy sort, but... there's a strong sense of mischief in his eyes." Karma's personality is quite relaxed most of the time and he occasionally skips out on things he finds boring. When fighting, he becomes brutal and has no qualms of hurting people who threatens him or any of his friends. It is also shown that he is a very intelligent person. It has been mentioned by Karasuma that Karma likes to humiliate his opponent and despite his Lazy personality, he is very strong.
Despite all this, Karme is actually a very decent person and has saved someone he didn't even know from bullies, thinking they're much better than them. He is an unprejudiced person and that is why he stuck up for the victim of the bullies.
History:
Karma was raised in a small Blank Slate community, hidden in the wild, he started to learn there ways and became good friends with one of his teachers. Though Karma hurt another student and his Teacher scolded him, telling his parents that he could not teach this 'failure' not longer even after the comfort he gave Karma in times of need.
Karma hated his teacher after that and pranked him, the prank led to the teacher becoming very ill and losing a limb. Though because of Karma's personality he didn't really give a ****. A man named Karasuma taught Karma, being a martial artist he could handle the boy pretty well and he made him excel - Karma became extremely intelligent which showed in his pranks.
He caused a lot of trouble in his village, but then his life would change forever, a mini-skirmish occurred, their village taking some damage from a fire attack. That is when Karma met Kuroko....
Signature equipment (optional):
A Ceremonial Dagger, it's an ancient relic of the village and wields 'unknown potential'
Isabella: "Well, I hope you don't lose them either. The herbs, however, aren't for that surgery, but instead are just for everyday visits, as it saves money from having to buy drugs all the time. The garden is approximately two miles out of Tera, in the middle of the August Woods. I would say we can go now, but..."
Isabella: "I... think you have another customer..."
Ezekiel smiled somewhat embarrassed as the Isabella laughed at his reaction. Apparently she could at least laugh a little. Ezekiel assumed she most be the town doctor or something and best of all she was trying to save money. Being cheap is a fine quality everyone should hav; however, she did not compare to Ezekiel’s level of cheapness…its just scary. As they were getting ready to leave he had another visitor.
“Uh..sorry about this…this usually doesn’t happen. I must be popular today. Come in welcome to Steel Hearts!” (Probably those blasted bill collectors…I told them I’m not paying…might have to make a run for it)
