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Tasha

silence...shadows...death, perfect.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, originally authored by Guest, as played by EnigmaticallyEerie

Description

Name: Tasha Mallegrudane
Alias: Jester, Tash
Age: 107
Race: Elven
height: 5'10"
occupation: Assassin/Infiltration.
Description: see pictures below.
Personality: Friendly at times though cocky and slightly over confident, hard to intimidate and very determined. Tasha's demeanor changes dramatically when performing her profession of assassination and infiltration, she is silent, cold, and calculating though her determination remains.
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Both images are work of the incredibly talented ionen

Brief History: Following in her father's footsteps to become a ruthless and perfect assassin. Tasha lived a rather normal life for the better part of her life, going to school, seeking education in becoming a successful buisness woman. That life always seemed so boring, Tasha was only doing it to appease to her father. Despite his wishes she tended to sneak out at night to meet with a group of her school friends to preform parkour and street acrobatics just for the entertainment and exercise, Tasha becoming incredibly adept to the hobby. One night Tasha's father had come home injured, which peeked her curiosity, having never known her father's true occupation and knowing that it must have paid well due to their rather luxurious living condition. Tasha soon found out the truth of her father's career and, instead of condemning him for murder and theft, immediately took a liking to the idea and requested she be trained in the arts of infiltration. After years of mental and physical training, various forms of martial arts and how to handle a blade, as she preferred knives oppose to guns, more elegance. Tasha shows great promise in continuing in her father's footsteps as she has completed over a hundred assassinations successfully.

So begins...

Tasha's Story

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Tasha let herself into the bar, her red eyes quickly looking about the patrons, her lips pulled into a smile, she was in a good mood, nothing like starting fresh in a city that knows absolutely nothing about you. Tasha walked to the counter and waved one of the bartenders over, service seemed rather quick though the two male servants fought to get to her first, a comical sight that made her giggle. "I'll have a spiced rum and coke on ice, moderate strength." she ordered as she wavered her hand in a gesture to show moderate. Tasha took another look around and noticed a reaper within the room. 'Hmhmm, gonna be keeping her busy.' she thought to her self as she smirked.

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Tasha 's attention had been redirected to the bartender as he placed her ordered drink, and missing Agatha's reposition, she smiled at the man and took a sip. "Its perfect, thank you." she finally announced as she placed five coins on the counter before him. Tasha turned and put the glass to her lips once more to drink but stopped as Papyrus had asked her a question, pulling the drink away from her mouth she would reply. "No thank you, I'm just here for a drink." she said as she pointed to her beverage.

Tasha looked around the room for a comfortable location to sit, which she found by looking up at the rafters. "Ah, perfect." she announced to herself. The woman threw her drink straight into the air, keeping its contents within the glass before jumping after it, the strong leap propelled her to the rafter which she now crouched on and immediately caught her drink, spilling nary a drop.

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Tasha leaned her back against a beam that acted as support for a section of the wall, one arm she let she rested on her knee she arched, the other hand holding her drink, one leg she let hang lazily over the edge. Once again she was about to sip her beverage but interrupted, this time by a Doll looking fellow to which she raised a curious brow at. "Huh...what the hell are you?" she inquired, ignoring his question completely.

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Tasha grinned at the lanky looking figure that sat on another rafter beside her. "I see." she said before finally taking a sip of her drink. "Well Master Thief, I am sorry but I must go, I just realized I have someone to find before this night is over." she pushed herself up into a crouch and placed her drink on the rafter she was sitting on. "Be a dear and finish my drink for me." she winked before leading down and walking out the bar.

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Tasha appeared in the doorway, the second time today, to finish off where she had started, a nice rum and coke while up in the rafters. Tasha walked directly to the bar counter in the typical feminine, though she put a bit of playful attitude in each step, a bounce if you will. Once the woman was infront of the bar she turned on her heel and toe to look at the bar, her hands together with fingers interlocked as she smiled at the two male bartenders from earlier. "Spiced rum and coke with ice, moderate strength." she ordered. The bartenders tripped over each other in order to be the one to fill her request, this time it was the younger of the two men. Despite his speed it all depended on if it suited Tasha's taste, she took a sip and smiled at the man. "Perfect."

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Tasha saw a rather odd looking fellow appear through the bar doors and giggled to herself at the ridiculous factor he held. 'Anyone can pass as a hero these days, must be why theres so many masked people appearing dead.' she thought to herself as she took another sip of her mixed drink. Tasha looked about the room and saw no one to really peak her interest, there was Reis but he just didn't quite make it, at least not to her.

Finding that none really suited her fancy to even bother to start a conversation, Tasha threw her drink straight up into the air she then took a step to on side and leapt up onto a rafter, a hand reached out and caught her drink, the process had not spilt a single drop. The woman sat with her legs dangling over the edge, one hand holding onto the rafter in which she sat, the other her drink, she smiled as she continued to watch the many patrons.

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Tasha raised a brow at one of the bar's newest patrons, a man, it would seem, garbed in a long robe with hood up and a mask covering his face. "Ah, perhaps there is someone here that is decently interesting." she murmured quietly to herself. The elf would lean back, letting herself fall off the rafter, however her legs would curl and she'd hang upside down, when required she twirled her drink so that it would be upright.

Despite her interest in Izzin she couldn't help but look over at Reis and tilting her head slightly, he had moved under her perch and was now pretty much face to face with her after she had decided to hang upside down. "Flattery gets you nowhere." she said with a smirk.

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Tasha shook her head with a smile before taking a sip of her drink...upside down, the process would loo complicated as she put the glass to her upper lip and tilted it, spilling nothing while doing so. "It got you a reply, but probably not the one you wanted." she replied with a giggle following soon after.

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"Ya, I suppose your right." Tasha replies with a shrug. Having had enough being upside down Tasha let her legs slip from the rafter, but would kick it before her feet fell past it, sending her into an almost cart wheel like motion before landing on her feet upon solid ground, once again pivoting her drink in the perfect moment as to not spill a single drop, the entire motion was fluent and graceful, almost as if it had been rehearsed many times, though it had only been done once. "There are many that try to get my attention but fail, what makes you think I won't give you a cold shoulder?"

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Tasha raised an index finger and a brow. "A good point, but what if there is no heart at all but a black hole instead?" she inquired with yet another smirk before taking another sip of her drink. 'Perhaps this man is a bi interesting, but still not enough to truly intrigue me." she thought to herself.

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Tasha giggled to herself before replying. "Yes but a rock doesn't vibrate with life either." She smiled coyly at Reis before taking another sip of her drink. Tasha then looked to the Succubus that had momentarily caught the man's eye, raising a brow before looking back to the elf. "Hmm, maybe I should leave you at her mercy." she said with a rye smile used her head to gesture to the approaching daemonette.

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Tasha looked between the man and the demon woman, things would seem to be getting interesting now. Tasha grabbed a chair and sat on it in reverse fashion, rather than having the backing to her back it was infront of her with her legs on either side, an arm resting along the back rest, the other over the arm.

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Tasha giggled to herself at the daemonette's words. "I'd love to see you try your tricks on me, it would be a very interesting outcome." Tasha said with a brow raised, she'd take long sip from her drink before parting her lips from the glass. Tasha eyed the rather dreadful looking woman at the counter, just in time to catch the back pop. "Oooh nice one."

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Tasha yawned and stood from her seat, stretching her arms above her head for a moment before bringing them back down, the hand holding the drink would be pushed out towards the man. "I believe you were telling me a rock has life where as a black hole does not, but I'm about to leave so..." she continued to hold her glass out to the man, it being still half full of coke and spiced rum. "You can have the rest of my drink, I'm off for a little fun."

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Tasha blinked at the man as he didn't take the drink she offered, at this she'd shrug and place it on the table before moving to align herself with an open window, not caring for the table in her way. Tasha broke into a sprint towards the window, she leaped at a perfect moment that would put her to land just on the edge of the surface, to which she launched herself out of the small opening between the glass, landing in a hand stand and launching herself with her arms sending her again into the air and landing on her feet outside on the street. "Gosh i love doing that." she said to herself with a smile as she walked off down the street. The two bartenders would be stairing at Tasha's exit window with jaws agape.

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Tasha walked in with a nonchalant manner about her, eyes looking out over the patrons and smiling to herself upon spying Reis, she didn't move to speak with him, instead she leapt up into the rafters and sat across one of the wooden beams where she had a better vantage point. The bartenders remained ready to fill her order, unfortunately for them she would not drink tonight.

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Tasha was not amongst the crowd but up in the rafters watching the scene below, however her attention was caught by the man playing a musical instrument, she didn't know why it did, perhaps everything else was just too boring. Tasha noticed the bowl that Reis had used to collect some money, she shrugged. 'Why not.' she thought to herself as she pulled out a gold coin from a pocket, aiming expertly, she tossed it to land in the bowl.

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Tasha smiled as the coin landed perfectly within its intended target, she then looked to the bunch of pirates and shook her head. 'A bunch of scurvy ridden, flea bit drunkards...boring.' she thought to herself as she sighed and decided to get comfortable, she let one leg dangle down, the other bent at an angle, one arm resting atop of the knee, the opposit hand ran along one of her many blades.

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Tasha grew bored rather quickly and soon found herself twirling one of her small throwing knives in her hand, the small blade sliding gracefully and expertly through her fingers almost seemed like an illusion. Tasha yawned as she continued to fiddle with the knife, though now she looked down at the pirates, her expression still hinting to her boredom. 'Ugh great, a bunch of skilless, rotting teeth imbeciles are going to fight, lovely.' she thought as she continued to watch.

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Tasha pushed the open to the bar, her red eyes looking about the room at the menagerie of beings within. 'Hmm quite the variation, perhaps there will be someone that is of some intrigue.' she thought to herself as she smiled. Tasha walked over to the bar counter momentarily to order a drink. Once again the two bartenders fought to be the one to fill her order, though this time it was a simple glass of water.

After receiving her drink Tasha turned and leaned back against the bar to examine the crowd once more to see if anyone of interest to possibly talk to.

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Tasha yawned, holding her hand over her moth to cover it. Despite the rather large variety of beings within the establishment it was getting incredibly boring incredibly fast, a sigh as she crossed her arms was evidence of her boredom. "Such an interesting group, and here I thought someone would be even the slightest bit of interesting, but no."

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Tasha 's boredom had grown excessively apparent as she drew one of her Kunai throwing knives and slipped her finger into the loop, she then began began to twirl it round on her finger as she looked for a possible target to launch the deadly blade. "Who to talk to...who to talk to...hmmm"

Tasha's eyes looked over to Cenoic and she grinned with a hint of mischief. Taking the blade off her finger and in between them, she'd hurtle the blade in the man's direction only to embed itself in the back rest of a chair directly beside the him. Tasha wasn't trying to hit Cenoic, just get his attention.

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Tasha raised a brow as she saw Cenoic give little, if any, reaction to the blade. With a sigh and a shrug shrug she wandered over towards the man. "Sorry about that, boredom gets to me and I felt like testing my accuracy." she said as she removed the blade from the chair, her eyes watching Cenoic as he looked outside for the moment. "Anything interesting going on outside?" Tasha inquired with a friendly smile.

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Tasha didn't care for the look she received, she had got the look before many a times. "Oh, a freak gathering?" Tasha sat in the chair that the blade had been lodged into and crossed on slender leg over the other, once again she twirled the throwing knife on her finger. "Perhaps a lesson is in order."

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Tasha sighed and shook her head as she pushed herself up out of the seat. "Boring." she muttered at Cenoic. Tasha's attention span was rather short when it came to mingling, though on a job she could wait days for a target to make an appearance. The woman wandered back to the counter and placed her glass on the counter and sat upon a stool. "Completely bored."

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