Apollo V.
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Apollo runs back to the door and knocks. “Yes, thank you for letting us break in but this time I would make a courteous entry. There is an assassin outside looking to kill Andaluza, so can you please let us in?”
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Apollo ran back in the ship and looked at Pandora and Faye. “You two hung over or something? Because we’re at Katherine’s location. Also, get out of Calypsa’s spaceship before she snaps.”
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Name: Apollo
Age: 700
Height: 7’3″
Weight: 122 lbs
Race: Ascendii
Personality: Cares for all life and chooses the method which requires the least lives lost. Extremely competitive and too capable of destruction due to his abilities being in tune with his brain. Gives more control, but can cause trouble with emotions.
Eye Color: The same color as the atmosphere on the planet he’s on (biolocation), pale blue in space (natural color), silver under the influence of SL (Seclusion Lock), and turns blood red for unknown reasons at times.
Hair color: Black, wings are orange-red to yellow
Skin Color: Medium brown
Background: Apollo was born a normal Ascendii before being drafted into the Exansis Military at a very young age (about 20). He was kicked out after his sister was killed in a fight, and then he started following Jack around until he died. Apollo currently holds the leadership of The Keepers by default.
Strength Index: 3. Strong for an Ascendii, but not enhanced by anything
Speed Index: 5. Extremely fast, since it’s his thing.
Durability Index: 3. Harder to hit due to speed, so getting shot while flying/running is no problem.
Intelligence Index: 3. Only reason he’s intelligence is due to strategic thinking and reflexes, but useless for anything else.
Morality Index: 4. Tries to prevent as many deaths as possible and will break laws to stop a death, but isn’t afraid to take a life.
Reflex Index: 5. Heightened Ascendii reflexes, plus higher reaction time due to speed.
Energy Projection Index: 5. Can melt things with his vision and create shockwaves.
Alignment: Chaotic Good
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Apollo opens the door and lets the chip out, as well as landing it near Katherine and Malice’s pad.
“Katherine! Malice! Mimi! Parapara! Heiklm! We’re here, me a-woah.” Apollo grabbed Andaluza’s hand and dashed into the building, locking the door and pointed to the assassin. “How did you fight him off?”
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Apollo’s eyes washed open as he began opening the navigation board. “Where are we going? Did Calypsa tell you anything else? Where is anything anymore?! We gotta get to her!”
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Apollo nods to nobody and quickly grabs Apollo, Faye, Pandora, and Andaluza, then mirrors to Lot Gamma-23. “Andaluza, you fly.” <i>He then conked out.</i>
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Apollo whispered to Andaluza and pointed at the metal shield. “I think…it wants me to rip it apart. But I can’t…”
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Apollo, perched from the top, looked directly into the blade, analyzing the structure of it. He then signaled Andaluza to back off, silently.
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Apollo heard the scream and turned back, creating a shockwave to slow the cart down, flinging himself on the top of the building and looking down at the assassin.
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Apollo nodded and awkwardly put his arms around Faye and Pandora’s, dragging them outside and loading them onto a steel cart. “You two stay put, and I mean it. God…and Jack never got drunk.”
Apollo then began pushing the steel cart down to Calypsa’s hangar. “God…damn…drunk…oh, the brakes are on.” Apollo whacked the brakes off, jumped into the cart, and it began rolling down to the bottom of the hill.
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Apollo realized he was holding Calypsa’s weapons, so he handed them back. “Oh, yeah, and you will need those.”
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Apollo walks into the bar, dusting himself off and stares into Calypsa’s eyes, a magnetism drawing between their vision fields. “You?!” Apollo stirred the air, lifting thousands of napkins as he grabbed Calypsa and rushed into a cabinet with her, grabbing her weapons swiftly and silently without her noticing. “What are you DOING here?! Don’t you know that there is a guy…?”
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Apollo began walking down to the blackwood bar, across the street from him. “On my way.”
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Apollo braced for the kick, knowing it would happen sooner or later. ‘He’s as fast as me. No matter, I’ll still be faster.’
As Apollo mirrored out, the cold space hit him hard, knocking the wind out of him upon landing on the planet. “Oh my god..water…” Apollo waved his hand, trying to vaporize a small hole in the fountain that he just mirrored into, but instead fell into it. “Ok, well that’s not working.” Apollo pulled out his comms and rang up Pandora. “Been kicked out of Assassin’s ship. Tell me where you are, I’m on the planet.”
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Apollo wasn’t too surprised at the shockwave absorption. “Very well then. I love the suit, so I guess you can be spared. But I’m not moving from this spot until I learn more about how you did it.”