The Adventures Of Abraxis And Graymite (Open)

[Princeben07]

Abraxis Invectium is a hunter with very strange abilities; her vocal chords were stitched shut when she was just 6 years old, due to her speaking sounded like reverberating yelling at 260 decibels or more. She writes with a special tool to express her thoughts.



Graymite Anthine Jones IV, age 17 or so, is Abraxis' handler, named a Conduit. His job is to help with her diet, bathing, training and life teachings. He is paid per hunt, depending on the Efficiency Level of the task at hand. His teachings come from a lost discipline, The Circle Of Wandering.

The quests will vary, according to who is hiring for the jobs, as the two are basically Free-lancers. Feel free to join on in as posts will be updated constantly.

Benny

Character Information:

Job Ranking: Level 4-R Gold

Pay: Unknown Amount

Calling: Conduit, Ranked Level 4-R Gold

Name: Graymite Anthine Jones IV

Nick Name: Gray, Mite, Jones

Affiliation: The Circle Of Wandering Discipline 4

Teachers: Benaires Alex Silver DAICHON, Lord D’Thur

Skin Complexion: Alabaster

Eye Color: Onyx Black, completely solid as to not having whites

Hair Color: Salt and Pepper

Weight: 127 Lbs, 4 oz

Height: Five Feet, ten inches/Variable





Abilities: Event, Haste, Ice Magic in some cases, strong Molecular Air Motion Manipulation, Healing, Prohibit, Prevent



Hand to Hand Combat Abilities: “Gorre`: The Art of Secret Dismemberment.” It is unknown who taught him!!!



Armor: None. Wears a Cloak that is hooded most of the time. Carries a Satchel with him and a Jug of Wine



History: Graymite is a very upbeat and loving person who has been training ever since he was 8 years old. He is trained to do only ONE thing: be the Conduit to Lady Abraxis Invectium. He has to handle all of her cooking, cleaning, clothing, teachings and Hunting Schedules. He is well-adept in counter0-measures if being attacked or when performing work with his trainee or trainees.



Not many have seen him fight. Those who have either still have nightmares or throw up at the mere thought of recalling what Graymite has done to his opponents.



Quote: “Can’t we talk about this first M’lady? Are you CRAZY?”

Likes: Pale Ale, Star Gazing, trying to map out the stars with his friends as he travels from place to place with his Charge, Lady Abraxis.



Chaotic Alignment: Unlawfully good



Affiliates: Lady Abraxis, Benaires, Lord D’Thur, Lady Vermillion, Cyrix Tepes Gothra, Avus Insectium, Ptera Invectium, Project Number 418 (Quizikota)

 

[Princeben07]

Abraxis Invectium is a hunter with very strange abilities; her vocal chords were stitched shut when she was just 6 years old, due to her speaking sounded like reverberating yelling at 260 decibels or more. She writes with a special tool to express her thoughts.



Graymite Anthine Jones IV, age 17 or so, is Abraxis' handler, named a Conduit. His job is to help with her diet, bathing, training and life teachings. He is paid per hunt, depending on the Efficiency Level of the task at hand. His teachings come from a lost discipline, The Circle Of Wandering.

The quests will vary, according to who is hiring for the jobs, as the two are basically Free-lancers. Feel free to join on in as posts will be updated constantly.

Benny

Character Information:

Job Ranking: Level 4-R Gold

Pay: Unknown Amount

Calling: Conduit, Ranked Level 4-R Gold

Name: Graymite Anthine Jones IV

Nick Name: Gray, Mite, Jones

Affiliation: The Circle Of Wandering Discipline 4

Teachers: Benaires Alex Silver DAICHON, Lord D’Thur

Skin Complexion: Alabaster

Eye Color: Onyx Black, completely solid as to not having whites

Hair Color: Salt and Pepper

Weight: 127 Lbs, 4 oz

Height: Five Feet, ten inches/Variable





Abilities: Event, Haste, Ice Magic in some cases, strong Molecular Air Motion Manipulation, Healing, Prohibit, Prevent



Hand to Hand Combat Abilities: “Gorre`: The Art of Secret Dismemberment.” It is unknown who taught him!!!



Armor: None. Wears a Cloak that is hooded most of the time. Carries a Satchel with him and a Jug of Wine



History: Graymite is a very upbeat and loving person who has been training ever since he was 8 years old. He is trained to do only ONE thing: be the Conduit to Lady Abraxis Invectium. He has to handle all of her cooking, cleaning, clothing, teachings and Hunting Schedules. He is well-adept in counter0-measures if being attacked or when performing work with his trainee or trainees.



Not many have seen him fight. Those who have either still have nightmares or throw up at the mere thought of recalling what Graymite has done to his opponents.



Quote: “Can’t we talk about this first M’lady? Are you CRAZY?”

Likes: Pale Ale, Star Gazing, trying to map out the stars with his friends as he travels from place to place with his Charge, Lady Abraxis.



Chaotic Alignment: Unlawfully good



Affiliates: Lady Abraxis, Benaires, Lord D’Thur, Lady Vermillion, Cyrix Tepes Gothra, Avus Insectium, Ptera Invectium, Project Number 418 (Quizikota)

 

[Princeben07]

Job Rank: Unknown

Affilation: Circle Of Wandering Discipline

Teachers: benaires, Graymite Anthine jones IV, Lord D’Thur

Name: Abraxis Jenee` Invectium

Nick Name: Abraxis

Weight: Unknown

Height: 6 Feet 2 in

Hair Color: Black:

Eye Color: Seeweed Green

Complexion: Caramel

Sex: Female (Rare)





Abilities: Vocal Distortion (Vocal Chords were stitched SHUT at 6 years old), Anti-matter Manipulation, Dead End Energy Evolutionary Bacteria Summoning, Water Manipulation, Gravity Manipulation, time Distortion, Space Distortion, “Event” Summoning, Fire Manipulation, healing, Ice Manipulation, Zero-Point Energy Manipulation, Dark Terror Manipulation, Plasma Energy Manipulation, Air Pressure Manipulation, Space Folding ability, Psycho-Kinetics, EMP Field Distortion, Matter Transmutation, Seismic Flutter Ability, Mamga manipulation. Can mentally communicate with many types of Animals, Reptiles and even plants. Has been known to speak to even single-celled organisms without effort.





History: Unknown. Her past is a blur to her, and her teachings are all that she knows. She doesn’t speak and will NOT speak due to the danger of her trying to speak, even with her vocal chords stitched SHUT, that they might open and cause people’s ears to BLEED.





Likes: Ambrosia, Apples, Lilacs in the Spring, DEAD bodies, nibbling on freshly-killed Corpses every now and then, sipping on warm blood drained from a Corpse, Bathing in Fresh Milk, Eating Lemons with the skin in all, Freshly-picked Watermelons, Crushing Animals using Gravity, Stepping on freshly-watered grass, the smell of freshly-cut wood, BBQ Chicken, Eating Pumpkins, Swallowing Octopii tentacles raw, Trying to control Dead Pulsars in Space, Supernovas, The Sound of bones cracking, a person’s heart beat, Vomiting on people, Playing with kittens, then breaking their necks, only to resurrect them minutes later from guilt, sleeping with her Conduit due to night terrors, sleep Paralysis, Soup and Crackers, freshly-brewed beer, Apple Cider Vinegar, Lithium Pills, Wood Glue, drinking her OWN blood……the rest is unknown



Language: Unpronounceable to the Human Tongue

 

[Princeben07]

This was her song that she listened to for hours upon end while simply showering!!! She loved the water and would simply sit on the floor in the shower, letting the water run on her body while in deep thought. The plumber had installed 1, 000-gallon tanks under the house in a sub-basement to accommodate her demanding sessions!!! She did this often, as if to try to scrub, or simply wash away the sins from being some kind of a picture show in public. Many people yelled, spat, cursed and even threw things at her while she walked the streets during the day. They were quite atrocious, yelling obscene words and phrases, hoping to break her down. She did cry a lot, but resorted to other ways to release her anger plus her frustration.



She would kill animals, distort time around other people to make them confused or even set fire to public buildings. Her Conduit, named Graymite Anthine Jones IV, often scolded her about doing such stupid things, but that did not work all of the time. It usually ended up with her crying, marching off to go into her own room and locking the door. She would not come out for days on end sometimes, and would finally do as such when she got tired of throwing up blood from her frustration. Graymite did not mind cleaning up after his charge though; she was going through a lot of changes. Fortunately only a few people who actually KNEW her very well understood completely for that reason.



After a total of two hours, she would finally take to her pretty feet, looking at the mirror that was across from the shower. She could see her breasts, her long, shiny hair that ran down her back, plus her one tattoo that she adored with such love. It was a tattoo of Graymite's name!! She dared not to tell him how she felt about him in her heart since she was not working her job to simply fall in love.

Graymite was to knock on the bathroom door first before entering with her change of clothes. He often would see her naked, so this did not bother him much.



"You should hurry yourself Abraxis; we have a meeting after breakfast over at the main building. I think our cases are finally starting to catch up with us."



"They are probably going to yell at me for killing that Police Officer last week as they still have to find out what actually happened that made me kill him in the first place. I have my reasons Gray....."



"Well I am sure that they are going to reward us for doing such excellent work. We just have to get the people to accept you a bit more, regardless if we leave out at night you know. I'm going to go and make you some tea while you get dressed and freshen up okay? Your friend Rebecca is coming over to bake cookies with you later. I'm quite sure she will cheer you up Abraxis. I'll be in the living room waiting for you. Please bring your study books, alright?"

 

[Princeben07]

Character



Character Quote or saying: “The Police don’t have any fucking power over me! Quit worrying!”



Character Full Name: Erixa Dimont



Nickname: Eerie

Age: 18


Gender: Female

Role: Gatherer, Level R-2



Pay: 99k



Affiliation: The Agency



Teachers: Rangi Eketone, Lucarion Maltigar



Character Traits


Hair Color/Style: Dark blue, long, often done up in a high ponytail. Hair was originally a pretty auburn before she dyed it.

Eye color: Dark brown

Skin Color: Arabesque

Body Type: Athletic, with just the right amount of curve; mesomorph

Personality: Erixa is known for her ‘mess with me and you’ll get it four times as hard’ personality. She’s tough, she’s angry, and her patience is easily worn thin. She’s reckless, not caring about any consequences that could evolve from her actions. Strangely enough, though, she’s wonderful with children.


Likes: Running, messing with authority, children

Dislikes: Rules, taking things one step at a time





Combat

Abilities: Umbrakinesis, Agility, clairsentience, endurance, darkforce manipulation, rapid cell regeneration, sharpshooting (see ranged combat), mediumship

Ranged Combat: uses an enhanced crossbow she calls Percussor. She’s not into hand-to-hand combat, though she knows a few simple moves.



Biography



History: Erixa was trained at an early age with Percussor. Originally, she was meant to be a Custodire, and from how well her training was going, a very good chance of being a level R-4. That all changed when her parents were murdered by an intruder, forcing Erixa and her twin brother Asher to flee. Erixa then began to use her harnessed abilities to become a Gatherer, rising very quickly to the top of the ranks.



Family


Father: Uru Reio Dimont


Mother: Ollera Keajor Dimont


Siblings: Asher Dimont



Relationship: Single




Extra: N/A

Character



Character Quote or saying: “I know you’re busy, but when you’re done, do you mind picking up some Ambrosia on your way home?”



Character Full Name: Asher Dimont



Nickname: Ash

Age: 18


Gender: Male

Role/Job Ranking: N/A, lives off sister’s income (will try for a job later on)



Pay: whatever money his future job will be



Teachers: Alhx'es Zheligotovy, Irokij


Character Traits


Hair Color/Style: High fade haircut, auburn

Eye color: Green-grey

Skin Color: Tanned

Body Type: Sturdy, long arms; ectomorph

Personality: Asher is a quiet person, sticking to the comfort of his home and whatever alcohol he can get his hands on. He prefers to keep to himself, and is frightened of other people. He knows he must take up a job, but he managed to stay at home, living off some of his sister’s income.He’s not known for being particularly violent, but he is fiercely protective of his sister. He doesn’t like using his abilities very much.

Likes: Alcohol (helps drain the pain from the accident), his sister
Dislikes: Large crowds, loud noises, no alcohol left in the house





Combat & Inventory

Abilities: Telepathy, Illusion, Intangibility (aka Phasing), Omnilingual, void manipulation (uses sparingly), lie detection, fire magic

Combat: N/A



Biography



History: Asher was overlooked as a child. His sister Erixa was given all the attention, all the chances to get the best possible life. Since he wasn’t a jealous type, he didn’t mind. There was no job that was planned for him - he just took things as it went. His trainers were lower class than his sister’s, but he worked hard, learning to use his abilities quickly. After the murder, he ran away with Erixa, hiding in a two bedroom apartment, living off his sister’s income.




Family

Father: Uru Reio Dimont

Mother: Ollera Keajor Dimont

Siblings: Erixa Dimont

Relationship: Single

Extra: N/A

"Someone's dead."

"Everyone dies at some point. Stop being so grim. Just give me the coordinates, and I'll get there as soon as I can," Erixa snapped into her com. She heard the person on the other end sigh before relaying off the numbers. She jotted them down on a piece of scrap paper. "I'll get whatever I find to you when I can."

She stood up, grumbling. She'd hoped to get at least a few hours before heading off to work, but no, someone just had to discover a dead body. She grabbed a pair of leggings and pulled them on. Too lazy to find a shirt in the mess of her room, she pulled a leather jacket over her bra. Her boots were probably in the foyer.

She stomped out of her room to discover shards of glass lining the hall. Again. She swore under her breath, tiptoeing carefully through it. Just one more thing to take care of after work.

"Where 'oo goin'?"

Erixa shrieked, throwing a punch at the young man standing behind her. He took it, staring at her with bleary eyes. A bottle of Ambrosia was in his hand.

"Don't...do that, Asher!" Erixa snarled. Gesturing to the bottle, she asked, "How many have you had now?"

Asher shrugged, staggering past her into the kitchen, suggesting he'd had enough to get buzzed. Shaking her head, Erixa followed after him. He stood peering into the makeshift wine cooler he'd built. Erixa took her chance to retrieve her boots.

"When you're done wi' whatever you're doin', do oo' min' gettin' me more Ambrosia?" Asher called.

A stream of curses flew past Erixa's lips. "Drink the petty stuff!"

"I don't like the petty stuff!"

"Then why'd you buy the shit?" Erixa bellowed. The apartment suddenly grew dark. Asher's whining suddenly stopped. The darkness faded.

"I'm going out. See you later," Erixa growled, leaving Asher alone with his 'petty stuff'.

Rebecca had finally arrived at the monstrous Mini-Mansion. She placed her bags down by the front door to ring the doorbell so that someone would let her into the humble abode. Bolting down the long flight of stairs in a frenzy, Abraxis, already knew who it was, though she could not talk about it, sort of. She opened the door and literally flung her long arms around Rebecca, who was dragged in by a few feet.



"It's.....real good to see you TOO Abraxis...now could you let me bring my bags in please while you are trying to choke me dear?"



"Oh, it's YOU Rebecca!! Welcome home!!! Sit down and I'll make everyone some nice tea to drink while we discuss the briefing for the next meeting, okay?" He shouted out from the rather spacey Kitchen. Rebecca pulled Abraxis along, as she was to reach for her luggage to bring them into the home. Abraxis always did this, and it would sometimes take over 4 MINUTES before she would let go of her only Childhood friend. Rebecca was used to this, knowing all about Abraxis and her violent past. She dragged Abraxis over to the large couch, only to sit down with Abraxis still hugging her tightly. She pouted, sitting back, just waiting for Abraxis to let her go!!! Graymite was to come from the kitchen with a platter and four cups of tea. Wait, FOUR cups? There were only THREE of them in the house. Was he expecting someone? Surely so.

"Erixa will be along any moment after she gathers some data from the last crime scene. So Rebecca, ......uhm, Lady Abraxis, will you PLEASE let go of my sister? you DO this every time you SEE her. She's NOT going anywhere M'lady...please......let her go..." He asked, as Abraxis dropped her hug and her head, now staring at the wooden floor.



"How many times do I have to FUKCING tell you to stop treating her like she's a TRAINIED ANIMAL?" Scowled Rebecca, who then took her cup and tossed the tea RIGHT onto her OWN brother!!!



"Come on Abraxis, WE are going to the Crime scene WITHOUT him...hmmmph!!! Stupid brother...." Rebecca shouted out, as she was to take Abraxis by her left hand to head for the front door. it was like this all of the time; when Graymite was trying to teach Abraxis something about manners, in came her female heroine to save herself the embarrassment. Graymite stood up as he was to wipe himself off from the still-hot tea. "W-wait a minute now...she knows that she can't go ANYWHERE without her Conduit accompanying her sis. She will be get into a lot of trouble with the Agency!!"

"Oh screw you and this stupid Agency; Abraxis is my friend FIRST; not some stupid weapon you idiot. Stop making it seem like you are doing any better than a bunch of maggots on a rotten corpse. We are GOING to the Crime scene and THEN we are going to have some drinks with Erixa. at least SHE doesn't have anyone to tell HER what to do...Let's go Abraxis..."

Abraxis was to stop right at the threshold of the front door, resisting. She reached out her hand for Graymite, pulling from Rebecca's grip. Graymite let forth a sigh, then smiled some; he knew that she was helpless without his support.

"I cannot leave my Conduit Rebecca. I will get into trouble with the Higher-ups at the main Office; he HAS to go WITH me...those are the rules..." She thought out loud to Rebeca.

"If she doesn't do this, then they will lock her back up in the Asylum sis......I don't want that to happen to my worse enemy...okay? Come on, let's meet up with Erixa before she starts a fight with Forensics like she did last time."

 

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Erixa arrived at the crime scene quickly enough. Forensics were already there, milling about the body. She couldn't help rolling her eyes. Such amateurs. Then again, they didn't exactly have the abilities she did.

She ducked under the tape, waving away one of the policemen. "I'm a Gatherer. Go shoo somebody else away."

"Ma'am, please," he said, stepping forward.

"Sir, please," she replied, sauntering off. "I'm only doing my job." She headed over towards the body, shoving some Forensics out of the way. The body was a young male, probably in his early twenties. Blood covered his chest, and some came from his head as well. Erixa studied the surroundings. Whoever had committed this crime was pretty good. They hadn't left a single thing she could use clairsentience on, meaning she may have to resort to mediumship. She hated using it; it drained her of her energy, and was often sad. Other times the spirits could be a bit hostile. It wasn't anything she couldn't handle, but she'd feel them trailing her for weeks after her encounter.

She touched the body very gingerly. It hadn't been long since this one died. With a sigh, she closed her eyes, searching for the young man's wandering life source.

It wasn't too hard to find, thankfully. Sometimes they liked to wander off. This one had stayed right next to the body.

Hey, there. Erixa said. I'm Erixa. I'm a Gatherer for the Agency, and I'm going to help find who did this to you, but I can only do it if you cooperate.

He didn't answer.

Please? At least start with your name?

He tilted his head. Kiren. His voice was soft, shy.

Last name?

He's still here.

Kiren's voice had lost its softness, thundering inside Erixa's head.

I'm sorry...what?

He's still here.

Your killer?

He's still here...

Erixa felt her connection fading. She cut the link, looking around the scene. Nothing suspicious...