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Trexasle last won the day on January 16 2013

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  1. “Geez, could’nt the band at least wait for us, I want to put on a show but I don’t want to rush it, It takes time to be this amazing.” He said, stood alongside Nikolai, noting that the front door was locked, but unlike Nicolai he was positive he could get the Automatic door working again. Unless this was specific the lock was probably metallic in structure, possibly moveable without having to break the actual door down. However, it would seem the person he palled around with had a different idea of opening the door. He chuckled at the sight of the front door flying off of his hinges and being sent down the wall. He whistled right after and lifted his wrapped guitar. “Well friend, I didn’t know you were THAT Explosive.” He walked in with him and chuckled at his next thought. He took a deep breath, whoever decided it would be best to run alongside him were about to be blown away by his performance. @SteamWarden (Just trying to get back into the swing of things with a shorter post.
  2. It was at that moment that he noticed Jun. This was actually quite the surprise, usually when he went off “For a Walk.” As he called it, he tried to not let anyone else know. Jun being here was not something he was prepared for. His eyes went wide for only a second, it wasn’t going to help anyone if things were awkward now, so instead he relaxed and leaned on a nearby pillar. “Are we sure of the racial and species profile of these slaves, I don’t think we can get away with someone sticking out like a sore thumb.” He spoke pointing at himself. He sighed and turned toward who seemed to be a leader of the group Jinsoku talking to someone else. “Wait…is it possible ay can pass?” He asked. It was a weird question to ask one you looked at Leon, His Iris Shrouded in dark black pools illuminated the Red and Green iris that surrounded him, he was tattered in scars both tribal and otherwise. “Like I said, I am pretty sure I can get it off and even if I can’t it prolly can’t do anything to shut me down, I aint a magical bein', at least last time I checked…” He paused however, as he thought about it. Was it really worth the risk, he promised Crystal more than anything he would find a way back to her, And while this seemed worth the risk for the greater good… Well…. Crystal and Kyna is the greatest good he has, there was no choice in that regard. With Jun’s insistence he took a more relaxed approach though he still worried. “Are you sure that would be best, lass, especially if your abilities are shut off by the collar, you will be defenseless until we can find a way to get you out.”
  3. "And you... I hope you have been making yourself useful and giving your wife time to rest." AND THERE IT IS! Leon attempted to force a smile at the comment. Clearly, he was both angered and confused, what has he’s done to even have her think he wouldn’t give Crystal time to rest? Maybe he was getting to angry for no reason, maybe she was just being overly concerned for the lass she has raised since childhood. So Maybe it was just her being protective. He sighed and gave a grin. Luckily it seems Crystal defended him and he would rather not speak over her in order to defend himself. Akako went back into business however, and began to introduce them to three men that stood before them. Leon gave a smile but felt something was off when Akako had mention Xartia, but as far as he knew Akako was always angry so thought nothing of it. However, something did seem off and he wasn’t quite sure what it was. As Akako Introduced him, Crystal, and their child, he stood erect and gave a salute. It was mostly habit at that point, along with his stern silence during his introduction, it was almost the same when he met Akako and probably wouldn’t change that. "You are all welcome to stay here as long as you need," That was something that Leon was actually relieved to hear. He gave a quick grin, but wanted to talk with Akako about something else. It would seem however they were already being led to their rooms To which Leon, with Crystal’s hand still in his own followed.
  4. “We’ve never met, Leontias—but I have sat in on many adventures you’ve had with my Ladyship. It will warm her heart to know an old friend has come in this time of need.” “Old Friend?” Leon looked on with a scratch of his head tilting his head slightly to the side, which coincidentally revealed the red eye that was formerly obscured by his messy hair. “I was just passing through when I heard about this gig, Thought I’d come and give a performance.” He leaned back on a nearby pillar his guitar being balanced by the neck, with the body pointing to the floor. He wasn’t sure who gave the job and usually he didn’t care. He wanted that adventure and it was best to go on a whim anyway. Besides, A Performance is at it’s best when you don’t know about the venue. Mister Leontias. You seem vaguely familiar to myself as well, though I'm not sure where your talents best suit you for this operation. I will say though, regardless, I can fit in either equation of this plan. Know that one team will have one more person than the other." “Aye friend, quit with the formalities, you make me sound old, Leon is fine for me.” He chuckled at the thought. “Well we WERE Talking about Slaver collars correct, and a power grid. If it simply there to generate electricity I think I have a way to deal with that.” He tapped his guitar to the ground again and gave a uplifting grin. “Maybe I can do something about that, Nothing like an impromptu performance to…light things up.”
  5. "Seems like the show started. We should probably head towards Akako's place soon." “Yeah, I guess we do, hopefully she doesn’t try ter suffocate me with de pillow again.” He said with a nervous chuckle. It was a joke mostly in jest to their…acrimonious relationship. He wasn’t sure what it was but he was pretty sure Akako didn’t like him that much. At the very least she always gave mixed signals, at one point she’d chew his head off easily, at others they’d be just as close to family as anything else. It was strange, but not something Leon tended to worry about. Besides, she gave them the information on this beautiful flower festival and it was a great place for he, the wife and child to travel. He gave a relaxed sigh as he took sight of Crystal and Kyna. It was something that made him feel…complete at the sight, for years he spent trying to find something to fill the void of missing camaraderie, affection, and just a pure sense of belonging. Fighting both physical and mental obstacles on the way through, taking a sight of Crystal as she stood feeding their child just gave him validation that at the end of it all it was worth it. He gave a smile, not for any particular reason, just for Crystal to know that everything was right, and he was happy. As she asked about Raven however. “I don’t know, it’s been so long since I’ve seen Raven, I just kind of hope she isn’t mad at me for just going on my own way…” @Akako Akari
  6. Business was starting to boom, as the summer temperature began to rise, bands were finally coming out of the woodwork, especially for outdoor performances. However, this meant that time for himself was very far and in between. It was why he was on the Nautilus. He would admit that at the end of the day he was a junkie. However, while some of his compatriots would fuel their vice with intoxicants, Leon had a taste for one thing. Adventure. And lucky for him, there was more than a bit of that in Valucre. So when he heard about this job, he thought it merely as another fuel to his vice. The money wasn’t bad either and he could easily get used to having more coin in his pocket, even if it was meager to his normal earnings. So here he stood on board the Nautilus. Well, that and he was not one to interrupt a conversation without a good lead-in. He had actually been listening to the conversation for quite a while, he wasn’t trying to be inconspicuous, not that he could EVER do that. He was quite a loud dresser, the dark black jeans, combat boots, and leather jacket atop of his nude chest stood out from the more purpose attired attendance of the Nautilus. He was a musician before all else, and like every good musician, he needed to read his audience. So far things were a bit too tense for his flavor. Everything just seemed so…stuffy, this certainly was not his style. So maybe it was set time to finally let himself be noticed. Maybe get everyone to stop being so gloomy, all this talk about “sailing to your doom.” And "I have faith that so long as we all work together, we'll all pull through just fine. Whether the mission succeeds or fails." He unlatched his guitar from his back and swung it around before giving one large sweep across the strings of the six-string instrument. A Large power chord echoed throughout the halls. Hopefully finally getting the attention of the make who had begun to spoke. “Aye, lighten up there kidda. No reason to put dat negative energy out into de world, yeah?” Just like his attire, his voice stood out. It was dirty, unrefined. Clearly, he was speaking a language that was not his own, but the slang and the lighthearted tone showcased that he had been speaking it for at least a while. Leon moved a strand of hair from the left side of his face, giving a quick smile and a wave to his fellow adventurers, His features now visible, or at least that specific side. Electric scarring seemed to shroud the side of his light brown skin, The lone visible emerald iris seemed to glow along with the backdrop of the black sclera that surrounded it, all encapsulated with a grin that showed his slightly sharpened canines. “Come on, I know dis ain’t everyone’s first rodeo, Survive one scrap and ya survive em all, no need for the doom and gloom.” @ODSTDRAGON@Akako Akari@Twitterpated@Malintzin
  7. I wanna see how much songs that I can find (Rock or otherwise) That uses The Mars part of the Planet's Suite.
  8. "-falls out of line or gets in my way, I don't plan on eating him, but there are p l e n t y of other tortures I can give. I don't intend on wasting my time and losing my reward just 'cause some imbecile sabotaged the mission." “Oh, You wound me.” He said Feigning pain but honestly understood the man’s plight. “Trust me, I don’t plan on ruining this mission, Why get in a way of a good time, just make sure you guys keep whoever comes near me off my stage…I can’t put on a show if I don’t have space.” Leon unstrapped his guitar case and opened the latches. If everyone was showing off their weapons, why doesn’t he show off his own? It was an odd beast, it was clearly a guitar, but it was stripped. The Body was clearly replaced with a head of a single edged ax, only the neck and a metallic tube making it even remotely close to a guitar. He threw the case away and slung the guitar over his shoulders. “Now then, I think I’ll be staying back, I need room to…Work my magic.” He followed the others but made sure to keep his distance as promised. Hearing the others speak about the strategy he wasn’t sure he should actually interfere, He wasn’t exactly trusted well, but his experience at least should’ve meant something if they actually knew it. One part seemed to be talking about their cut which was something that Leon thought about. He didn't really need the money right now, and again, he wasn't here for it anyway so. "Hey, No need to split with me, I have no interest with...whatever is in there, just wanna see what I can see." "You all better have at least decent eyesight, because things are going to be getting.........dark." Once he spoke he at least needed to make something known. “I Think I should be fine, My kind can see in the dark after all…if needed I think I can let you know if anyone is hiding about in the dark…if it helps any.” @Monoxide @SteamWarden @supernal
  9. All of a sudden Leon found himself being pushed suddenly away from the building. “Hey no need to push feller, I was just having a ganzee around…” He said in caution, but not panic. he was sure he didn’t break any rules or at least none that he knew of. However once he was shoved into the tent that was when he realized he might’ve been into something he shouldn’t have. He took a look around at the apparent party that seemed to be forming. A Dragon/humanoid hybrid, plain looking brown haired man, some suit in a suit. Some Big Bloke who seemed to be a little too friendly with the jelly donuts, and an elf. It was clear from there that this was a job. He didn’t need the leaders' words to confirm that. Nor did he need the bevy of questions. “You, bard. Have you been sent a message? Or just stumbling blindly in the forest? As you can see, we’re quite busy and your interruption is costing time I cannot lose. The way I see it, you either join us on you own two feet, or join us inside his stomach.” “What’s with all the threats? I ain’t here for the troubles. I am just taking a little walk and found this little building here, gotta get my inspiring on y’know?” He seemed…out of it, or at least not all there. His speech was broken, a bit of scouse was clear in his dialect, but even that was terribly broken (even more than the Indo-European dialect was, to begin with.) and filled with odd euphemisms and outdated slang. He moved out of the circle the crowd had gathered around him. “However, maybe this little job can get the creative juices flowing, no better tune than one that is of truth.” A wink and a grin greeted them, while not the best approach at getting something to write about, at least it will pass the time. “I’m in…what’s the plan?” A slow sliding grin suddenly appeared on his face, it would seem that he already had his bandmates gathered. He wasn’t sure about their abilities just yet, but seeing that they were firing squad it would seem they would have to take point. The plan seemed simple enough if a bit vague, but seeing that he wasn’t here for the initial conversation, that could just be ignorance. Not that it mattered Much, Leon Continued to lean on his guitar bag, which seemed to stand oddly still, very easily for such a mere instrument. “Twelve minutes until showtime, Eh? Not leaving a lot of room for the band to prepare. Must be dire if yer doing that...”
  10. It was maybe not the best idea for Leon to travel as he did today, but he needed time away from his job. He already had a fair bit of pay from his recent gigs, there was no need to really do much else and he doubts there would be much harm to explore whilst he was here. Honestly he chose the forest mostly to get some time to himself, It was quite hard as of late to come up with ideas, too many things on his mind left his thoughts quite scattered and he couldn’t quite catch an idea on what to write, a good quiet walk through a forest was what he expected. Inspiration can come from anywhere, after all, sometimes you just gotta look for it. At least that's what the earthling musicians seem to say. He wasn't quite sure of it himself, but if it worked for them, it couldn't hurt to give it a shot. What was not expected, however, was seeing a camp set at the end of the forest and with it the front of what seemed to be a dilapidated building. Gothic in design, it was quite the size and seemed to dwarf over the forest and plains it was clearly seated in. To be frank, it was rather an odd building he felt to be out of the way of everything; However, he wouldn’t bother to question it. This world was something Leon himself just wasn’t trying to get anymore and decided to just roll with it. It was rather fitting anyway. He focused back onto the tent and with it the camp. It wouldn’t harm him to inquire what was going on after all, and it would probably get some interesting history if he decided to do so. Something more to learn about this place. Anything could be written about after all if given a good hook, and maybe This could be the inspiration he needed.
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