The Best Kind of Villian
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Kika gives a nod, “Ah, yeah. So you’re hunting for a group too?” The runes would glow consistent, and most definitely in a warm, inviting way. Kika shrugs after, continuing on, “I kind of shift from group to group… guilds haven’t really been consistent with me in the past. You need some patching up, by the way?”
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Kika lets out a breath, her runes glowing softly, but definitely not activating, showing that she was preparing magic, but not her particular runes. She gives a soft smile, still coming forth, “Not many wander around here. What brings you to this area of the world?”
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Name: Kylie Migi
Age: 18
Race: Hobban : This race of people was genetically modified from a human template to make a smaller, more enduring race naturally. This modification was created for the purpose of being unnoticed in the field, and out of the way when doing labor work.
Appearance: Brown hair reaching only to upper neck, green eyes, stands at about 3’4″. Her body build does seem fairly flexible and dexterous, but very weak physically. Her outfit is practical by having a variety of pockets to store her various items, a red hue uniformly over it and a symbol of a technician on both shoulders and her back where she can’t reach.
Personality: She is fairly excited in everything she does, especially when it makes her feel like she’s contributing to a team of some kind. She has a passion for the stars, and has honed her skills to achieve such a dream. She does love her work, but she is far from a true professional attitude.
Skills: Unlike other people on this vessel, she has no innate powers (yet), but a set of specialized skills. She has a technological mind, knowing how to access softwares and databases with ease. To accompany this, she has an expanding mechanical skill in repairing hardware and machinery alike. As a combination of both knowledges, she also knows the art of electrical wiring, soldering, variant circumstance welding, hacking, and drone R&R (repurpose and repair).
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Kika glances over the angered wolf fang, slowly starting to walk over. She waves in their general direction, “Hey? You feeling okay?” She begins to examine her a bit more, noting the wounds and that this was actually a part of the midway of the dungeon. She takes a quick breath, focusing her energies into a brief prayer, getting ready to use it on herself or the other person.
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Kika was sitting down nearby under a tree, getting a bit of rest from her most recent encounter. She heard a voice in the distance, glancing over that way and blinking her blue and grey eyes to see a wolf fang not far from here. She only stares for a while, tilting her head curiously. Of course, the dungeon escape was close by, but she didn’t expect someone to come out of it alone.
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Name: Kika Vergo
Race: Race of Ritual
Lv: 5
Class/Subclass: Kannagi (Miko) Maid
Gear: Maid headdress and outfit, colored deep blue and white, dress part to lower knee, built in corset, black shoes. Caretaker kit (bodily care items, basic cooking items, small cleaning tools, item maintenance items)
Guild: N/A
Appearance: Silver hair to lower neck; Blue left eye; Grey right eye; Very lithe build; 5’3″; Green full-body rune; Chariot tattoo on left palm; Empress tattoo on right palm; Magician tattoo split on back of both hands (visible when fists connect at the knuckle); Overdrive rune on forehead
(It’s been a while, please tell me if anything isn’t feasible for this rp. Thanks, –Nat)
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Ayame nods her head and starts the other way, “Alright, just call my name if you need a medic… Ayame, by the way.”
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Ayame smiles a bit, “Now that’s the words I was hoping to hear at some p0int. Anyways, I’ll let you get back to it… Unless you need a nurse?”
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Ayame scratches her chin and looks at the person with a smile, “So, what is it that brings a person of your caliber here?”
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Ayame nods her head and grins, taking the dirty bandages and keeping them to dispose of later, “Alright… Any other wounds?”
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Ayame nods, “I mean on the fighting part of it. I assumed there were multiple bandits.”
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Ayame eventually gets the wound patched up, taking off the bandages completely, “Heh, well it looks like you held yourself well. That was just a big scratch.”
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Ayame nods her head, “Well, Fawksen, this is going to feel a bit cooler.” Her palm goes across the wound and slowly patches it. “How’d it happen?”
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Ayame takes a glance at it, softly removing the bandages, “Am I aloud to know your name, agent?” She asks, her palm glowing a faint green…
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Ayame frowns a little, “You think you’ll be alright? I could patch it up completely if you wish.”