||The Mages of Nightingale (Semi-Lit. Fantasy RP)|| OPEN

[.Coyote]

ooc: I'm a little iffy about continueing without 4Ever. Wouldn't it be odd? O.e

XD, I thought she was going to stay in the 'burned out building'? They are headed there now. Or else I would have made Mr. Chauvalin come along and bug her. But I don't like it when two of my characters are in the same place...

[actionhero]

((Eh, she will, but the fact that it looks lived in yet there's no one there kind of bugs her. She's walking now, at any rate. Maybe they should bump into each other :3 ))

[.Coyote]

ooc: XD, okay. But I warn you he is a man of the law (or at least his version of it) and I have to leave in... thirty mins or so to start getting ready for school.

[actionhero]

((That's fine, post anyways. Its almost 3 am here so I won't be on for much longer either. Probably. Though I'll most likely stay up some more. How early do you get up before school? o_O ))

[.Coyote]

James Chauvalin

A big mess, a sorry mess, welcome to my perfect mess. For the lack of blood I go, will you come enjoy my show?

Everything had been so slow that day. James looked up as he walked, doing his best to ignore the sound of the swords clanking behind him as the mindless new recruits followed him about like a flock of goslings. Appearantly the sky did nothing to releave his bordom as he called one of the boys forward and whispered something about loud swords and the importance of silent attacks. Which, when the over zealous boy returned to the flock, ceased all of the clammoring sounds of metal. Chauvalin smiled a little, looking about him at the dirty streets and buildings as he searched now in relative silence for the next victim. It was actually the morons that made him notice a change. They had all slowed to a stop and were looking down a different street. He stopped and turned to watch them for a moment before walking back to them and grunting. "What are you worthless-" Oh, of course; a pretty girl. But said pretty girl also had a rodent of some sort on her shoulder. This was usually a good sign for those like him who wanted someone to chase down and arrest. James waited a moment, standing up straighter in his uniform, before walking down the road at a moderate pace with all of the recruits following. This should have been her first cue to run. "Good day miss!" He called in a practiced cheerful voice. "Wandering the streets alone are we? It is quite dangerous especially with all of these new officers around." He said, motioning back to the small crowd. "What brings you out here?"

ooc: XD, around six on mondays and wednesdays.
You know, 3 min from now O.e
edit: DX I missed you! Dand I need to type faster!

[actionhero]

((What? No, I'm still here. I was just on a different tab. By the time I finish writing, you'll probably be gone!))

Henrietta

"Good day miss!" Henrietta looked up to see a tall man in a uniform striding towards her. Great, she thought, eyeing the group of boys following him. "Wandering the streets alone are we? It is quite dangerous especially with all of these new officers around. What brings you out here?" Henrietta resisted the urge spit out the quick retort that had formed on her tongue the moment he had walked up to her. There was something off-putting about the man. "Good day sir," she replied politely. What did he mean, it was dangerous with all these new officers around? Just what was he implying. Hmph. "Nothing special, I just felt like going for a walk." She could feel River stir on her neck, though he gave no real sign that he was awake. This wasn't Henrietta's first encounter with someone in a uniform, and it most likely wasn't going to be her last. "I don't want any trouble," Henrietta said, wondering why this man had even started speaking to her. Something seemed fake about his sincerity, although it could have just been the uniform that made her suspicious.

[pappuppy]

Taylor listened to Harper, she was talkijng too fast, and she didn't know that much spanish... She picked through what the woman had said and thought, Find or buy? Oranges for his illness, he needs rest. She winced as Neil hacked again and something else drove her,"Dont tell me that! Just trust me alright! You seriously need a doctor! Ans I'm going to make sure you get one damnit!" She snapped at him, but kept her eyes focused on the road ahead of her,"You ain't gonna die, no way." She hissed forcably and moved faster, ignoring some of the stray stares she got from the people on the street then sighed,"Screw it, I've got medication back at my place and I have a real good feeling that we ain't even near yours!" She then took a sharp left and broke into a sprint, taking most of Neils weight again. She remembered how Harper told her to relax, but there was no way she would let that happen. She saw her allyway and grinned happily before she saw it... Smoke.... Black and curling to the sky.... Taylor stopped, her smile disappeared,"What the.." She gasped as flames shot up from the ally. Jicas eyes widened,"HOME!" He barked qnd watched it then looked at Taylor and saw her hazel eyes sparkling with tears,"Why in the...." She stopped and nearly collasped at the shock and sorrow welling inside of her as she saw her entire allyway, light up the dark sky with orange flames. ((I had to do that, I'm gonna make like two more guys, the one who burned her place and the other will be a friend of hers))

[party-chan]

((sheeeeeeeet you guys got busy! o___o there's like 6 extra pages up in here!))

Nathan Aurel
It wasn't long before Nat had reached the laboratory. True enough, when they arrived a small round man awaited them outside the building. He definitely got an ear-full from his current boss Mister Midas that day. When the man finally stopped rambling on about Nat's 'idiotic escapades', Nat was finally able to enter the lab. The lab was just like any other he's been to. Full of vials and evil looking experimental stuff. He made his way to the main research table as he plopped down his bag on a nearby chair. "Oh! I almost forgot!" he said with his usual cheery tone. He quickly cleared an area of the table covered in paper by swiping the mess away. The papers made a enourmous mess as the papers flew across the room and all over the ground. The stacks of paper made a big 'BANG!' sound, that startled little Loki quite a bit. Nat let out a laugh as he petted his startled mink and continued to clear some space. On the cleared out portion of the table, he set down a small bowl full of water and a small plate full of small cuts of meat. "I know your diet consists of mostly crabs and eggs, but since your an omnivorous specie I thought you wouldn't mind right? oh and it's a little cooked! ",he said to the hooded crow with an apologetic bow of the head. He motioned towards the table and smiled. "Loki, can you go get me my journal?". The small mammal quickly hopped off his shoulders and retrieved the journal. Nat slowly picked it up and gave Loki a small pat of appreciation. He then took out a pen and began to speak as he wrote. "Day one: I have just arrived in Nightingale after a long boat ride from Italy. I met a fine specimen of a hooded crow today, and managed to be late for the MILLIONTH time. Luckily, I was given a break. Now I will start my newest research project. I will call it "Science of Magic", wish me luck!

[pappuppy]

Commoner -
Character Name: Alec Wither
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Job: (Not necessary, but useful.) Street Doctor, he treats people even if they cannot pay, and magicians.
Personality: (Must be included.) He is very kind and good hearted, but he sometimes holds a creepy and eeries dispostion if he begins one of his rants. He acts like a big brother to Taylo and gets very protective around her if need be. He can be very suspicous, and he des keep secrets from Taylor, but she doesn't know of this. He does dark work in order to keep his taxes payed and to buy new medicine. And despite his hate he holds for tha Mages, they pay very well, and so he does secret buiseness with them from time to time.
Physical Description: (Detailed. Link if picture.)I give credit to the anime Durarara because they made my favorite anime doctor Shinra!~ ((I WILL ADD THE PIC LATER))
Alec has short, almost shaggy brown hair that is very soft, much like silk, he also has those kind, welcoming humanly brown eyes that always seem so warm. He wears a pair of dark rimed square glasses and has a strange habit of pushing them up when its not needed, usually a sign of his unease. Also his daily clothing normally consists of a pure white lab coat, his black dress pants, and his leather brown shoes.
Weapon of Choice: (Not necessary.) Scalpels! XD
Interesting Details: (Possibly an idea of what their voice sounds like, their favorite color, favorite food, etc.) HE has a very goofy depostion that normally hides his true nature well. His voice is always light hearted and lifting, rarely ever mean. He also has a small tendency to flirt with girls around his age, Taylors the only one he doesn't flirt with. His favorite color is black, and his favorite food was spaghetti.
Natural Abnormality: (Not necessary. Possibly a natural-born power or growth -tail, horns, pointed ears, fangs, etc.- that sets them apart from others.) He is extrmely intelligent, and has the stangest ability that seems to know what your thinking. You walk in and its his uncanny senses that he doesn't even need to see you and he can tell you what he thinks of you and is almost always right. He is very good at analyzing things in that sense.
Pet: (Don't go overboard. Keep it normal; cat, dog, weasel, hawk, rat, etc. I don't want every character to have a pet wolf, lion, dragon, etc. Some may, but not everyone.) He owns a pure white Dove that seems to keep him at ease, her name is Cure.
History: (May be brief, but must be included.) As a young child, he and his father ran the small doctor buiseness together. Then he met Taylor, one day she had run in, blood running down the side of her head from a gash in her temple. She was panting, scared... No... Worried for sure though and she shouted,"Please sir! My Father! He needs assistance!" She was only seven, but yet the way she acted, were as though she were so much older. He had seen many patients with his Father, and been emotionless when it happened, but when he met Taylor, all of that seemed to change and he wanted to help her.. He admired her bravery so, and by the time her father had passed on so many years before, sh and himself had become the closest of friends. He couldn't even remember how may countless times he had asked her to stay with him at the clinic but she had refused. She had that same growing spirit in her that wouldn't allow others to worry for her.. But with each day, his worrys for his old friend only deepened. He hasn't seen her for a while now and he hopes he will soon.
Theme Song: (Not mandatory, but nice to have. May be more than one.) Monster by Skillet
Quote: (May be more than one. Should give somewhat of a personality description.)
"I know who you are, but do you know me? No I didn't suppose so." ~Alec.
"Where is she?! Where is my little sister and what did you do with her?!" Alec consideers Taylor his little sister.
:Why hello there ladies, may I be of any assistance? Perhaps you need a checkup?" Alec~ Again he can be a huge flirt in te worst of times.
Other: rainbow leopard spots

[.Coyote]

James Chauvalin

A big mess, a sorry mess, welcome to my perfect mess. For the lack of blood I go, will you come enjoy my show?

He watched the strange creature on her shoulder closely for a moment or so, laughing on the inside at the irony of it. He was out to catch vermin and the vermin tended to have literal vermin hidden on their person. Like this weasel thing. "Just out for a walk? You sure choose some funny places for a leasurely stroll." James said while taking a quick look around him. He gave no notice to the whole not-wanting-trouble thing. She may not have wanted it, but this girl had it now. Maybe to clarify. "What is that animal around your neck? He is a curious little thing, isn't he? I've never seen anything like it." He lied, leaning in closer to look at the animal. "Why carry around a... A ferret?" He guessed.

Harper

Quizás un día quieres ver más allá este cara y en mi...

The native craned her head while he spoke, a frown forming as she tried to assess the situation. What was the matter with him, what did he have? A cold, flu, scarlet fever, pnuemonia- Consumption? Hopefully not. There was no cure for consumption. "Aye! Stop!" She called as the girl wheeled away down another road. Neil didn't point this way, so where was she going? Into fire. She was going toward a building covered in flames. There was officially someone crazier than Neil, and she was escorting a sick man about everywhere. Harper ran out in front of them, having to hold her cap down with one hand as she passed them and stood before them. She stretched out her arms to block the way as she tried to hide the fury from her face. Anger wasn't usually how you got through to paniking people. "Stop now." She huffed, the running beginning to tax on her already worn out body. She should have just stayed home today. Harper waited a moment, looking back at the flames nervously before reaching out and gripping onto the girl's arm like an iron vice. Well, as irony as one could become when they were beginning to shake in hunger. She really needed that horse about now. "Neil no le gusta ver a un médico." She repeated, having to speak louder over the crackle of flames but much slower than before as the girl hadn't seemed to be able to understand her when she spoke normally. "Ir a un médico es un deseo de muerte. Es demasiado peligroso." Doctors of the time were often unreliable and killed their patients much more often then that saved them. If Neil was really so sick that he needed a doctor then he was as good as dead anyway. "Por favor, por favor parada le arrastrando. Tú estás siendo imprudente." Harper looked around again, whistling for her horse. Still no sound. "He need go home." She said now in English to emphesize. "He go home." She moved then to the girl's other side and, still holding onto her arm, started to pull to try to get her to go back to the main road calmly. She didn't dare try to loosen the stranger's grip on the crazy man, though he would have probably appreciated not being treated like a rag doll.