Welcome to the New Age (closed)

[poptart_kaii]

Kaiiyen was off before could finish that sentence. Sean followed swiftly after. Horis flew ahead of them, silent. He was trained to know when and when to not screech. And the night hours was definitely when not to.

[Ghostdragon]

Derek ran after them, relying on his training to keep up and stay silent. Caesar ran silently along side him; he, like the hawk, knew when to keep his mouth shut. Nighttime was the wrong time to be noisy.

[Brooketail]

(Anywhere I can jump in?)

[DrakElias]

If I am still able to join, here is this. If not, please disregard it : )

Form:
Username Duchessa {Laura}
Name Emma Tamirov
Gender Female
Age 30
Looks Look here, please for looks.
Scars from the war Being the woman she is, Emma has her fair share of scars. The ones tracing her back are from long ago, from her childhood. She is reluctant to talk about them. Her scars from the war, however, left her heart broken. She was scarred not physically, but mentally. She lost her husband in the war, and was powerless to stop it.
Where you used to live Chicago, Illinois
How many people were in your family It was her and Chris. She turned her back on her real family a long time ago.
Personality
This character is quiet, but she isn't shy-quiet. She is quiet in the 'I'll watch and wait to see what happens in all of this' sort of way. She knows exactly what she wants and how to get it. She's part ambition, part sarcasm, and a tiny sliver of kindness.

She is extremely loyal; to the friends she has, and will do almost anything for them. But that's the problem. She doesn't give her friendship - or trust and respect for that matter - lightly. Her philosophy is that it should be earned not given.

She has a temper, but won't get mad until pushed to her own limits. She's not willing to give up secrets, but will gladly trade anything for more knowledge, including more knowledge.

All of this said and done, she is not the character you want to cross. She has no qualms with finding you and making sure you suffer.
Weapons
Emma fights with a Desert Eagle Magnum 50-caliber pistol and a Rollenchester 50-caliber pistol. The Magnum belonged to her husband, Chris Andrews. She also uses a set of claw-knives that fit over her hands. Due to her time with POLLUX, she trained in hand-to-hand combat as well.
Special skills She was chosen to become a POLLUX agent due to a certain ability she has. That skill being, she has the ability to see, hear and interact with Fallen Angels. She has a Fallen Angel that almost acts as her guardian, and his name is Kale. He really only shows up when he can get something from her in return.
Other Radioactive

[poptart_kaii]

Kaiiyen dodge various obstacles such as trees and bushes, thorns and branches, katana drawn when she thought she heard something nearby. It was only a few minutes before she came to a stop just by town gates. She scaled them and dropped over to the other side, opening them via control box. It worked silently, barely a creak from the metal. Sean hustled inside and waited for Derek, covering Kaiiyen, eyes scanning. The town was lifeless, as it usually is during the night. But there was something in the air that said more; said a lot more.

(@Brookestail, you can be in the town.)

[Brooketail]

(thanks, kaiiyen)

Myranda wandered the streets with a hood covering her moonrunner ears. It was dangerous for her here and she didnt like it. 'There has to be some other way to get food..'she thought, but she knew there wasnt.

[Ghostdragon]

(Hey, Brooketail, you forgot the kingdom RP.)

Derek scaled the fence quickly and dropped down silently next to Sean. Caesar scrambled under the gate and crouched next to Derek. Derek glanced at Sean, his eyes betraying the fact that he knew something was wrong.

[poptart_kaii]

Kaiiyen gave a look towards Sean that meant "stay right there". He shook his head, but she was off again, running to the oh so familiar drug store that held Eliza and her babysitter. With luck, both would be alive. With less luck, her babysitter would be dead. With horrible luck, all would be gone.

Sean locked his jaw and glanced at Derek. The affirmation in his eyes said it all.

[Ghostdragon]

Derek shifted his weight slightly and held the shotgun in a more ready position. "Something's wrong. The air is too quiet," he whispered to Sean. Caesar sniffed the air.

[Brooketail]

(Where are your characters all at??)