07-23-2017, 12:19 AM
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Johannes felt relief wash over him upon realizing the man, name yet unknown--though that was his own fault for showing up late--wasn't going to swing fists. He supposed most people had a better control of their temper than Drew. Good. At the light note of warning in the man's voice, he nodded, feeling that pained smile stretch ever so slightly. Looking up at the towering man--simply 'tall' was a huge understatement--he couldn't deny that he felt at least a smidge threatened. Still, he knew he hadn't, himself, been the one to make Drew's mistake, and he could handle himself quite professionally with these two.
Well...professionally, relatively speaking. His speech still felt jumbled, halting and slow, but at least, to him, he felt it was clear enough. Wolfbite's words on the other hand were calm enough, clear, concise, and--
What?
A jolt of energy--adrenaline, perhaps--shot through him, as his gaze on Wolfbite quickly sharpened and widened. His chest had grown tight even before his conscious brain had processed the name, and he felt his jaw falling slack, almost gaping open as he stared. Surely he'd misheard--they were close to one another but maybe his hearing was off, maybe Wolfbite was a mumbler-- His thoughts went from a fine frenzy, swirling and panicked for a moment--to slow, thick as though instead of his brain trying to process a million things at once, processing even one thing--that name--was too much, too much work.
"Katja Angelicus?" He echoed, his mouth feeling dry, his tongue heavy. The name was one he refused to acknowledge, had ignored for years--she was gone. He was not with her, anymore She was probably dead, no, definitely dead.
Never once did he let himself think she was still alive--and...here.
Not here. St. Peters.
She was at St. Peters. Johannes' thoughts had escaped far from the messengers, his shock clear and his turmoil just as apparent. Wolfbite's words past her name had sunk in, but slowly--at the request to trade, he nodded dumbly, blinking to try and clear his thoughts--it didn't work, but he felt himself focusing on Wolfbite once more, nodding again to try and force himself to speak, to deal with this--she couldn't be alive. It couldn't be her--
But for all his denial, it felt like he'd already taken it as gospel. He knew it was her. Finally, weakly, he spoke, his voice strained as he tried to keep it from shaking. "I--yes, we....we'd like to trade. I--my...I'm sorry, I--con..gratulations, to her. I--we would, we will trade with you." He repeated, swallowing hard and getting himself under control. He would deal with this--all of this--later. He needed to check out of that, and focus. Here. Now. "Does your leader--" My sister. "Does she have anything specific she wants from us? Does she want a meeting?" You could see her. "I--oh, yes, I--if you're cold, hungry--we could...discuss this indoors. Or I could at least give you some food--maybe some...warmer clothes?" He asked, willing his thoughts away, once more eyeing Cecil who--looked like he needed something to eat, or at least some rest.
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Johannes felt relief wash over him upon realizing the man, name yet unknown--though that was his own fault for showing up late--wasn't going to swing fists. He supposed most people had a better control of their temper than Drew. Good. At the light note of warning in the man's voice, he nodded, feeling that pained smile stretch ever so slightly. Looking up at the towering man--simply 'tall' was a huge understatement--he couldn't deny that he felt at least a smidge threatened. Still, he knew he hadn't, himself, been the one to make Drew's mistake, and he could handle himself quite professionally with these two.
Well...professionally, relatively speaking. His speech still felt jumbled, halting and slow, but at least, to him, he felt it was clear enough. Wolfbite's words on the other hand were calm enough, clear, concise, and--
What?
A jolt of energy--adrenaline, perhaps--shot through him, as his gaze on Wolfbite quickly sharpened and widened. His chest had grown tight even before his conscious brain had processed the name, and he felt his jaw falling slack, almost gaping open as he stared. Surely he'd misheard--they were close to one another but maybe his hearing was off, maybe Wolfbite was a mumbler-- His thoughts went from a fine frenzy, swirling and panicked for a moment--to slow, thick as though instead of his brain trying to process a million things at once, processing even one thing--that name--was too much, too much work.
"Katja Angelicus?" He echoed, his mouth feeling dry, his tongue heavy. The name was one he refused to acknowledge, had ignored for years--she was gone. He was not with her, anymore She was probably dead, no, definitely dead.
Never once did he let himself think she was still alive--and...here.
Not here. St. Peters.
She was at St. Peters. Johannes' thoughts had escaped far from the messengers, his shock clear and his turmoil just as apparent. Wolfbite's words past her name had sunk in, but slowly--at the request to trade, he nodded dumbly, blinking to try and clear his thoughts--it didn't work, but he felt himself focusing on Wolfbite once more, nodding again to try and force himself to speak, to deal with this--she couldn't be alive. It couldn't be her--
But for all his denial, it felt like he'd already taken it as gospel. He knew it was her. Finally, weakly, he spoke, his voice strained as he tried to keep it from shaking. "I--yes, we....we'd like to trade. I--my...I'm sorry, I--con..gratulations, to her. I--we would, we will trade with you." He repeated, swallowing hard and getting himself under control. He would deal with this--all of this--later. He needed to check out of that, and focus. Here. Now. "Does your leader--" My sister. "Does she have anything specific she wants from us? Does she want a meeting?" You could see her. "I--oh, yes, I--if you're cold, hungry--we could...discuss this indoors. Or I could at least give you some food--maybe some...warmer clothes?" He asked, willing his thoughts away, once more eyeing Cecil who--looked like he needed something to eat, or at least some rest.
Sinking fast,
the weight chained to my feet
No time to argue
with belief
I'm not alone, a thousand others dropping
Faster than me
the weight chained to my feet
No time to argue
with belief
I'm not alone, a thousand others dropping
Faster than me
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[sup]played by firebird updated 7/15/2017; everything added  links?[/sup]
[sup]played by firebird updated 7/15/2017; everything added  links?[/sup]
• JOHANNES ANGELICUS || JOH/JOE (yo or jo pronounced)
• agender (he/him) / ace and greyromantic / single
• 28 && ages whenever i feel like it
• If you have any tropes or something, they go here??
• Generation _1_ / Olivia Durham x Mason Angelicus / parents deceased / Katja Angelicus (older sister) | Aida Angelicus (niece)
• Dictator of Flintlock Lodge
• No romantic relationships
• Friends with Rudolf
• Johannes is asocial and has a hard time chatting; though he doesn't dislike people exactly, he's anxious in conversation and has an anxious stammer. It's easy to knock him off balance. However he is rather placating in conversation and tends to just listen and agree.
• link to biography
• link to pinterest board
• link to playlist
• if you have any other links, put them here??
• HUMAN | HEALTH: 90/100
• APPEARANCE, PARAGRAPH. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetuer adipiscing elit, sed diam nonummy nibh euismod tincidunt ut laoreet dolore magna aliquam erat volutpat. Ut wisi enim ad minim veniam, quis nostrud exerci tation ullamcorper suscipit lobortis nisl ut aliquip ex ea commodo consequat. Duis autem vel eum iriure dolor in hendrerit in vulputate velit esse molestie consequat, vel illum dolore eu feugiat nulla facilisis at vero eros et accumsan et iusto odio dignissim qui blandit praesent luptatum zzril delenit augue duis dolore te feugait nulla facilisi. Nam liber tempor cum soluta nobis eleifend option congue nihil imperdiet doming id quod mazim placerat facer possim assum.
• ACCESSORIES, SHORTER PARAGRAPH. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetuer adipiscing elit, sed diam nonummy nibh euismod tincidunt ut laoreet dolore magna aliquam erat volutpat. Ut wisi enim ad minim veniam, quis nostrud exerci tation ullamcorper suscipit lobortis nisl ut aliquip ex ea commodo consequat. Duis autem vel eum iriure dolor in hendrerit in vulputate velit esse molestie consequat, vel illum dolore eu feugiat nulla facilisis.
• INJURIES: dogbite on left leg, mostly healed.
• BRUSQUE| QUIET | HELPFUL
• PERSONALITY, PARAGRAPH. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetuer adipiscing elit, sed diam nonummy nibh euismod tincidunt ut laoreet dolore magna aliquam erat volutpat. Ut wisi enim ad minim veniam, quis nostrud exerci tation ullamcorper suscipit lobortis nisl ut aliquip ex ea commodo consequat. Duis autem vel eum iriure dolor in hendrerit in vulputate velit esse molestie consequat, vel illum dolore eu feugiat nulla facilisis at vero eros et accumsan et iusto odio dignissim qui blandit praesent luptatum zzril delenit augue duis dolore te feugait nulla facilisi. Nam liber tempor cum soluta nobis eleifend option congue nihil imperdiet doming id quod mazim placerat facer possim assum. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetuer adipiscing elit, sed diam nonummy nibh euismod tincidunt ut laoreet dolore magna aliquam erat volutpat. Ut wisi enim ad minim veniam, quis nostrud exerci.
• ANY DEVELOPING TRAITS OR INFORMATION GO HERE?? SMALL PARAGRAPH.
ran from his sister at 14 when she poisoned their parents, who were starving them
has pervasive developmental disorder
• 85/100 PHYSICAL | 60/100 MENTAL | 80/100 POWER DEFENSE | 65/100 P. OFFENSE
• Difficulty is determined on a basis of skill, with an opponent of the same size and life experience, and without the use of powers. Will obviously fluctuate with different opponents.
• STR: 9/10 PER:8/10 END: 9/10 CHR: 5/10 INT: 7/10 AGL: 6/10 LCK: 5/10 FOR OPPONENT OF SAME SIZE
• Talk more about this skills here.
• Nonviolent actions may be powerplayed. AND ANY ATTACK NOTES.