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Jun 28, 2017 15:44:10 GMT -5
Post by STILETTO on Jun 28, 2017 15:44:10 GMT -5
[nospaces] [attr="class","distance"] [attr="class","howlong"]have no choice [attr="class","listening"]but be isolated struggling eyy, I remembered promising you a thread with DOLLIE's siblings so here's one  [break][break] The howling winds brought sharp grains of sand to bear like a hailstorm of knives. [break][break] She was inside of a building, watching out of the window even as the wind rose into a high whine. She was trapped in the bar - along with many others of course. Some people still managed to tickle in, but nobody would leave either. Some took rooms above the bar - because it was part inn too - and would get out from under-feet. And she was just sitting there, a drink before her even though she didn't need or taste it. Her fingers tapped on the table, and her green eyes stared out the window in thought. She had been following tracks of her siblings, one of her sisters having passed through this town at some point. [break][break] This weather just highlighted the need to find them. [break][break] She couldn't find many to question, and with a sigh, she closed her eyes. The people here were not those she would bother with right now, what with the underlying tensions in the room. People were terrible, but beautiful, and she could only watch as this event, or whatever it was, was driving all the NPCs - and some players - spare. The effects that rippled, like a malevolent wave of darkness that warned of future troubles, through the crowd were almost amusing. But she had more concerns to think over then that, for today was her maudlin day it seemed. The hardest part of days like these, is to see her reflection. [break][break] If she didn't know better, she would say she'd be staring at her sister Catherine's twin, apart from the eyes. And well, she closed them, so she couldn't see them either. Perhaps her sister was still alive - one day she would find her. That was a mission she hadn't confessed to her guild mates yet, simply because it was something too personal. Or perhaps it was because it was her weakness, her failure. Her siblings were in this world, and she as one of the eldest, had failed them. Another sip of her drink went to her lips, even as the doors banged open, admitting someone else. [break][break] She sighed, and leaned her chin on her hand, preferring to think then to observe for once. ulla [googlefont=Pacifico] [newclass=.howlong]font-family:pacifico;color:#2C5332;font-size:25px;margin-top:10px;line-height:30px;margin-top:-30px;opacity:1;transition:1s;margin-bottom:-10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.listening]font-family:pacifico;color:#2C5332;font-size:25px;margin-top:10px;line-height:30px;margin-top:-30px;opacity:0;transition:1s;margin-bottom:-10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.distance:hover .listening]opacity:1;transition:1s;[/newclass] [newclass=.distance:hover .howlong]opacity:0;transition:1s;[/newclass] [newclass=.til a]color:#2C5332!important;font-size:12px!important;font-family:pacifico!important;text-align:center;float:right;text-transform:lowercase;[/newclass] [newclass=.til]color:#2C5332!important;font-size:12px!important;font-family:pacifico!important;text-align:center;float:right;margin-top:25px;[/newclass] [newclass=.distance]padding-top:0px;opacity:.9;[/newclass] [newclass=.distance ::-webkit-scrollbar]width:3px;[/newclass] [newclass=.distance ::-webkit-scrollbar-track-piece]background:#eee;border-left:2px solid #fff;border-right:2px solid #fff;[/newclass] [newclass=.distance ::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]background:#fff;border:#eee 1px solid;[/newclass] [newclass=.distance b]color:#2C5332[/newclass]
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Jul 1, 2017 21:13:45 GMT -5
Post by kingrex on Jul 1, 2017 21:13:45 GMT -5
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 | The desert was turning into a shitstorm of reckoning, if it was anything this game taught you it was to take the cues it gave in full strides...Some serious hell was going to throw down and soon. Obviously tensions were high everywhere you went, even outside of Dione.
Rex had been out here doing a mission the days prior with his Guild mates, and was just finishing up some loose ends. But with a bitch ass sand tsunami raging outside he was forced inside the tavern to take a break, the solder was wearing some kind of black uniform adorned with his Guild emblem and a hood that he brushed off when he got inside.
Sharp teeth snarled at the crowd inside, and a few wandering gazes that met his dangerous blues. They knew better to fuck with an blatant troublemaker like that, and quickly went back to their own business before the Commando stalked himself for an empty seat. It just so happen to be not to far from where Stiletto had taken her perch, and though the woman had a sickly familiar look about her...Rex kept to himself besides a mild stare.
A waiter brought his attention, and he'd order himself a glass of scotch, slouching to the table with his elbows and hissing in frustration. If it hadn't been so crowded, he would of asked the green haired woman for permission to join her table, though even if she'd protest his presence it wasn't like he was going to move being the stubborn shit-head he was.
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Jul 7, 2017 8:22:12 GMT -5
Post by STILETTO on Jul 7, 2017 8:22:12 GMT -5
[nospaces] [attr="class","distance"] [attr="class","howlong"]have no choice [attr="class","listening"]but be isolated struggling What devils must she dance with for these feelings to leave?
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For even though she cared about her family, she didn't want to suffer like this. Unable to even see her own reflection, because it brought her sister to mind. It was almost disgusting in it's own way, because she was coward enough to try and bury her pain. She was strong, but every strength is born of cowardice and the folly of trying to face it. She knew, she knew that she was on a teetering edge, despite how she kept herself steady to the eyes of others. This was her one weakness, the one chink in the armor that could crumble all that she had worked towards. And she hated it, she hated that weakness and yet she revelled in it all the same.
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Her eyes opened when she felt someone sit across from her. Her head turned and her gaze landed on the person that had arrived, taking them in for a moment. Sand ridden, and with a drink in hand, they choose one of the only free spots left in the overcrowded tavern. Raising an eyebrow, for the person before her had their own beauty - for a moment it was difficult to tell if they were male or female, but the Adam's apple didn't escape her keen eyes - and yet there was something aggressive about them. Perhaps it was just the cloak of frustration lain upon him by the chaos outside. Or perhaps it was something else, but the woman found herself smiling.
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''Well, if you wanted hello you could've just sent a message like a normal person.'' she quipped. Yes, she found that a conversation right now might distract her, for awhile. But she was not aware of the fact that her words echoed ones her sister once spoke, directed to the same figure that was sitting before her.
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Jul 8, 2017 22:51:03 GMT -5
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Jul 8, 2017 22:50:44 GMT -5
Post by kingrex on Jul 8, 2017 22:50:44 GMT -5
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| A chill of familiarity ran down the solder's spine when Stiletto spoke, but sadly he couldn't quite draw out the memory in his clouded mindset. The storm outside was doing strange things, was this a part of that cursed mishap, or was Rex hiding them away himself?
Sharp blues were quick to flick onto the woman, eyeing her briefly before he scoffed under a breath and leaned to cradle his drink between two hands, looking at it, “There wasn't any other seats, sorry.” He muttered back lowly, though loud enough to hear over the weathering outside, and the chatter inside.
Rex wasn't the kind of person for small talk, but she was probably trying to distract herself as much as he was, “...Why the hell are you out here?” Rex asked sharply, assuming by her looks she was rather green around the edges. Though maybe he was totally wrong and she was some kind of seasoned veteran in disguise.
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Jul 12, 2017 12:45:39 GMT -5
Post by STILETTO on Jul 12, 2017 12:45:39 GMT -5
[nospaces] [attr="class","distance"] [attr="class","howlong"]have no choice [attr="class","listening"]but be isolated struggling ''My, you're certainly... interesting.'' she said, her tongue curling around the last word as if it was a delightful sweet. Her face seemed alight with amusement, because this was exactly what she needed - something to distract her from her own twisted thoughts. Was it the storm that made those skeletons leave the closet and dance naked in front of people's eyes? Or was it just some lost maudlin nature that resurfaced when faced with something less then expectation provided? Whatever it was, it was annoying in it's own way, and she sought to throw off it's yoke. And this man was perfect for that, even though something was bothering her.
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''I was just travelling along, looking for interesting wares to purchase.'' she decides to answer. Leaning back a little her gaze focuses on him, and she makes sure to let a small smirk curl at the edge of her lips. ''The NPCs of this town are absolutely fun to enthrall you see, they've never quite met someone like me. But of course, the storm came with a quickness no one expected, and I found refuge here, like most.'' she continued, gently crossing her arms over her stomach. This move made her feel a bit more down to earth rather then in her thoughts, and it also had the effect of pushing up her lovely breasts to perfect view.
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''But of course, there's something wrong with this storm, it takes not a genius to notice that. Yet, instead of aggressive, like them, I find myself thinking of my siblings. They are in this game, and yet I don't know their in-game names. I feel guilty for it, considering I haven't particularly looked all that hard. Did I just give up, or was I content to be freed from obligation? I wouldn't know, and with the family luck, at least one of them is dead.'' she said, a dark chuckle at the end of it. Sure, it was perhaps unusual to bear one's soul out to a stranger.
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But this player reminded her a bit of her guild leader, even if he seemed more crude then cold like she. They had the same vibe of strength and taking no nonsense, but there was more to them then just that. They were both beautiful and eye-catching, and Stiletto craved to learn more of him. What if she had met him before Skadi? Now that was an interesting question to think about, more so if she got to know him as she wished. After all, she had no problem talking to others, and taking their lovely quirks in stride.
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And it was not like he held some very dark secret, or so she hoped.
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Jul 13, 2017 0:11:43 GMT -5
Post by kingrex on Jul 13, 2017 0:11:43 GMT -5
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Rex inspected the woman closely as she talked, though it wasn't the kind of look you'd expect a guy to be giving a busty woman like Stiletto. It was cautious and nearly threatening, it was apparent the man didn't trust anyone, and for good reason. The tension from the storm probably wasn't helping his already edgy personality either...
His face twisted for some kind of disgusted expression, “...Why the hell would you quit on family? You better find them...” He snapped back in retort to the woman's casual worry to not being able to locate her siblings and assuming at least one of them for dead already. He looked to his drink for a moment before taking a long sip and tapping it on the table again.
A vague memory of Dollie popped up in his mind, but why? There had been something that green haired menace had left him, and he was having such a hard time recalling it. His sharp blues flicked for her nametag and the assuming Guildtag somewhere near it, REGALIA, he'd seen that before on some of the players during a raid, he was sure of it.
“Your guild isn't here?” He asked sharply. It wasn't like he had much room to judge, after his Guild had finished up a mission defending the station here in the town they'd all scattered. Who the hell would want to stay in this shitty sandstorm anyways?
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Jul 13, 2017 7:09:46 GMT -5
Post by STILETTO on Jul 13, 2017 7:09:46 GMT -5
[nospaces] [attr="class","distance"] [attr="class","howlong"]have no choice [attr="class","listening"]but be isolated struggling She laughed, shaking her head.
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''It doesn't matter if I gave up on them or not. Our family isn't the most functional of families, to say the least, and what's more well... I think we all scattered because we didn't want to face the expectations again.'' she said. Tapping her fingers lightly, her eyes seemed to be looking at something far away. ''My siblings were always fiercely independent. Like lovely Catherine, she didn't listen to anyone if she didn't think their words worth it. Stubborn child, she would slip away from home and go in the slums, and be with the people there. Can you imagine the scandal? Daughter of a wealthy noble family, cavorting with those in the slums? Not that I have anything against them, but I was perhaps the one least likely to rock the boat.'' she said. And none of the words she said were a lie, because what was the point of lying to a stranger? They wouldn't care about a lie, they don't care period.
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''But of course, I'm independent in my own fashion.'' she said, tilting her head. She had heard him, of course, and just gave him a smile. ''See, I always go off and do my own thing. My guild is rather nice, of course, but we're also independent, strong people. So I tend to act as a free agent, and do as I'd like.'' she said. Yes, her guild wasn't quite a tight unit, but that was fine with her. The leader and the founding member were close, and of course she herself was one that always good for helping but, she was still rather independent. She liked to wander and do as she willed. And that wasn't minded, so long as she didn't get herself killed.
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''Ah, I do seem to be talking a lot more then usual.'' she said, leaning back as she scooped up her poor neglected drink, taking a sip of it. ''Most would find that rather rude, but you're not one for small talk are you?'' she added, watching him carefully. Perhaps she could convince him to a night of decadence, but at this rate she would fall back into thinking of her family - it was already happening. And that was always a mood killer, most unfortunately. Well, for her at least.
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