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Posted: Fri Jan 27, 2017 10:41 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 29, 2017 1:28 pm
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—(••÷[ aтнena dorne ]÷••—
Athena gave a look of surprise by the sudden assistance she got from the hybrid as she gave a shoulder to lean on. She didn't want to admit it, but she was grateful as it took a bit of the pain off from her ankle and letting her move with ease. Yet it was nerve-wrecking knowing that softness squishing against her side was the big cat's chest. That was just enough to make the bounty hunter tense and nervous to any movements. Being this close to the cat was never a good sign making her desire to be miles away despite her need to protect her. "Th-Thriller said it would be between the Big Tent and the Gallery. Just look for a trailer with a 4 on it." She directed unsure how to endure this situation, but it looked to her as if the hybrid had her own trials she was going through.
The cat did just have to endure being the subject of prejudice. It was probably a little hard to embrace being in a place unwelcoming to her kind. Cerci didn't help either since she was always was the most cold-hearted of the Banshees. It would make sense seeing how these two acted how they could exactly be polar-opposites." Cerci has always had that spoiled attitude. Elle est une vraie salope. You can't let her see that she's getting to you." She insisted as they walked through one of the tents casting them a shade of colors from orange to purple, "She likes to get her way and if you show her that she gets to you, she'll only do it more. Show any weakness and she'll take advantage of it." She chuckled thinking back to all the times that Ashara or Nanira would tease the Araqnian and get her worked up to the point she looked ready to cry. Even she occasionally thought it was cute when Cerci would pout whenever she gave her a cold shoulder back when the bandit was just a new recruit. "Anybody else that bothers you, I'll just break their nose. So don't look so down, yeah."
☾ Location :: Nobel Galaxy>Zlaibovic>Lodric ☪ Feeling :: Stupid ☾ Company:: Ad & Maribel ☪ Wearing:: Dark brown bomber jacket over a black top, black khakis, and her combat boots. Accessories: Ad's earpiece, Shield Generator, Vibroknife, and her hand cannon: Salem.
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Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2017 9:48 pm
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It was easy to see the huntress' words had made her smile a bit as one corner off her lips curled up in a smirk as she mentioned Cerci's behavior. Still it disappeared back into a somewhat focused expression as she thought about anyone else causing problems for her. Maribel did have to wonder how all of this would play out for her being a tool for a change without any real prior consideration to being one. She let her smile return hearing the chuckles of Athena before wanting to know a bit more about these Banshees; especially since it seemed like they were running into them more and more. And what she really wanted to know more about, but wasn't sure how to ask was about the mysterious ex-fiancee of Athena's. She had started looking around, but it seemed like they still had a ways to go towards their trailer. The cat had considered waiting to ask these questions, but found some of the stares from those around made her want a distraction from it all.
"I've been meaning to ask. . . I mean I've heard her name a few times. . " She looked at Athena not sure how to continue with a question that she might get shot down on. In the end, she decided it would be best to ask once they had made it to their trailer. "I'll wait until we've made it some where else to ask. For now, we just need to get you there to rest. Can't impress the crowd if you're hurting. Right, Artemis?" With that she turned her focus back towards looking for a trailer while avoiding making eye contact directly with anyone, but did her best to keep a smile on her face so they wouldn't see her down.
Location:Nobel Galaxy > Zlaibovic Feeling: Surprised/ Thankful Company: Athena & AdWearing:Black Puffer Vest, a blue, long sleeve v-neck, dark blue jeans, and a pair of black and brown lace up boots
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Posted: Sat Feb 18, 2017 8:31 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2017 7:13 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2017 12:44 am
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2017 4:13 pm
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►▬▬▬◄ Maribel "Mare" Derson ►▬▬▬◄
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The hybrid felt her heart flutter a bit more knowing that Athena had decided to keep her by and use her help. She had picked up on a bit of a change in her, but assumed it had more to do with her injury and the overall journey to the circus campsite. Still it made her thankful that maybe despite all that happened between them that the hunter didn't hate her. And the bod to body contact wasn't that bad for her either. Out the corner of her eye she thought she had even noticed that Athena had started blushing, but it was so faint she did not think much of it in the moment.
She listened to the concerns of Athena, but for once did not feel as if she was causing her further hurt. In fact, she was thankful to see that despite Athena's feelings about the treatment of bounty hunters, she was glad to have her around to be different. The hybrid smiled a bit before turning to make sure Athena could see that smile of hers. "I did say there would always be a room for you at the Obrium. I want anyone to be able to come there and be treated fairly. So to me, you're not a scoundrel, but someone who I would be glad to serve you there one day."
Location:Nobel Galaxy > Zlaibovic Feeling: Okay Company: Athena & AdWearing:Black Puffer Vest, a blue, long sleeve v-neck, dark blue jeans, and a pair of black and brown lace up boots
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Posted: Wed Mar 01, 2017 3:39 pm
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—(••÷[ aтнena dorne ]÷••—
Athena felt mixed about the welcoming arms of the hybrid and her offer to serve her. It was heartwarming to be offered such a place to stay, but she was unsure as she remembered how much she was despised by Maribel in the beginning of their journey. The smile on her face always was one that made her comfort, but it was easy to remember all the other times that she made the cat angry with her or had even annoyed her with her character. Deep down she knew this was just an act of pity on her. It tore at her as one part wanted to believe she would let her in, while the other was terrified to believe such things and be lied to. It would be much easier to just deny her into the Obrium and who could blame Maribel for that? The bounty hunter had done nothing but give her reasons to hate her existence. As far as her mind believed, It had a diminishing sense of faith in others.
"I know that's not true, Maribel." She spoke up trying to convince herself it couldn't be true, "I destroyed that place and the people who are regulars there would remember me." Her playful smirk seemed to fade while her gaze turned cold recalling the feeling of those around her looking frightened by her and terror that she caused. Even if she did have a room there, it would burn at her mind if like all of her customers, would Maribel be worried that she would cause havoc again. "I'm violent and I know that. Letting me in would just scare off everyone." Her voice grew disheartened as they approached the trailers of the site.
☾ Location :: Nobel Galaxy>Zlaibovic>Lodric ☪ Feeling :: Stupid ☾ Company:: Ad & Maribel ☪ Wearing:: Dark brown bomber jacket over a black top, black khakis, and her combat boots. Accessories: Ad's earpiece, Shield Generator, Vibroknife, and her hand cannon: Salem.
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Posted: Tue Mar 07, 2017 7:34 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 08, 2017 7:59 pm
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—(••÷[ aтнena dorne ]÷••—
The human found it hard to understand others the more she interacted with people. Maribel was a prime example of that; get too close and she would growl with claws out, but now that she was pulling back it was like all the hybrid wished was to give her affection and such thoughtful words. Such a small hug was comforting to her, but there had to be something behind it, right? The cat wasn't usually one to give her hospitality especially when it came to that establishment of her's. It had been tears and bitter words of despise towards her for all the trouble. Why just a month or two ago, Maribel would detest the thought of helping her or even making physical contact with the hunter. So where did this come from? What made the the cat accept this troublemaker and let her back in after always being so cold? On one side it was heartwarming, but another side was torn off and scared. Nobody was this nice to her.
"It's not easy." She admitted as she pulled their key to the trailer out and letting their lock scan them in. Inside was almost like a small loft offering a bunk bed and a small bathroom with a shower and everything. This tugged at her more as it was much similar to her Banshee bunker as well as her bunk mate and friend. "I'm on my own journey. I'm looking for someone dear to me and I know they're somewhere in this world." She explained before pulling down her shirt a little as she felt a little bit of cold air against her midriff as the door closed behind them. She dropped her bag down to relieve her back of the weight while her mind shifted to the thought of what made her get away from Banshees in the first place. "I have questions to ask them. Maybe after that, I'd be security if you want it. O-only if you really want it though"
☾ Location :: Nobel Galaxy>Zlaibovic>Lodric ☪ Feeling :: Stupid ☾ Company:: Ad & Maribel ☪ Wearing:: Dark brown bomber jacket over a black top, black khakis, and her combat boots. Accessories: Ad's earpiece, Shield Generator, Vibroknife, and her hand cannon: Salem.
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2017 2:25 am
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2017 6:44 pm
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—(••÷[ aтнena dorne ]÷••—
There was a look of ease that appeared on Athena's face knowing the hybrid could look to her for security after all they had been through, but it quickly disappeared as she was asked about Ashara and what became of their engagement. Why would Vice even bring her up to Maribel? Knowing the Chithoran, it was nearly impossible to know what was going through that bubbly noggin of her's. Still it wasn't all her fault now that Cerci and her apprentice had mentioned the commander as well. At some point this cat would learn of Blue the more she stuck around, but that might be why she was scared to talk about her the most. She tucked her hand into the pocket of her jacket as she she felt the commander's scar leave a sting at the reminder of her. Right side from the hip to just under her breast was a laceration from saving the commander one one of their missions. Burning like always when she thought of Blue.
"I don't. . .I don't really know what happened to be honest. She just never showed up." The human confessed as she glanced away with a look of pain on her face at the memories. "Everybody claims that she got cold feet, but. . . I doubt the case." Her eyes held doubt knowing the Ytalonga and her habits, but there still was an unwavering faith to her after all their shared times together. Sure she was tempted time and time again, but she never gave into lusts or committing to a relationship with another. She had never spoken up about her thoughts on the woman since as she was scared how others would see her. Pitiful, naive, or desperate even to be dependable on one woman, but it was because she was the first one to ever show her that she was important to someone. She bit her lip in frustration as she turned her gaze to the bed she wanted preferring bottom bunk. "She wouldn't run away. She's not the type to." She said hoping to convince herself more than Maribel. ☾ Location :: Nobel Galaxy>Zlaibovic>Lodric ☪ Feeling :: Stupid ☾ Company:: Ad & Maribel ☪ Wearing:: Dark brown bomber jacket over a black top, black khakis, and her combat boots. Accessories: Ad's earpiece, Shield Generator, Vibroknife, and her hand cannon: Salem.
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Posted: Fri Mar 24, 2017 6:36 am
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Posted: Fri Mar 24, 2017 2:00 pm
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—(••÷[ aтнena dorne ]÷••—
Eyes of blues suddenly went from a stormy grey to almost an aquamarine as she was caught up in her past now. To be asked what kind of person the Ytal was put a warm, yet soft smile on her face to be asked something she had been asked too often. It was a challenge to describe a characters like her captain and lover, but she never seemed to mind as it always caused her to chuckle under her breath as all the good memories would cloud over the bad ones. She took a seat on her claimed bed as she fell in thought over the woman. Even when she wasn't around, Ashara could find someway to make the human happy and longing to see her cheerful expressions.
"Ashara Vaadishk est folle folle!" She insisted in her Aquatorian tongue all the while smiling on her reddened face trying to recall everything. "She has a quirk for making you laugh even when you don't want to and has banter that puts you at ease even when a bullet whirls past your head. She's the most immature child, but in critical moments she can show you that she's serious when she deemed it necessary. When you're with her, you-!" She wanted to continue on with a smirk and chuckle about such a goofy woman, but she found herself pausing now that she talked about her fiance in such a way. She could feel a ping in her chest and a lump in her throat as she flashed back to so many moments that she had with her commander. Past all her playful gropes and teases, Athena could easily remember all the times that Ashara had just held her hand or given her a kiss or peck on the cheek. As were all her other first times, their most intimate of touches and kisses only to just lay with each other afterwards would reside in her mind like a stinging reminder to what she yearned for the most.The way she craved for that sort of attention after such a long time was really the most painful blow to what her life had become of now and just how much she wished she had her companion by her side nowadays. "Y-you-um. . .you. .could really appreciate it when she showed that she cared for you like you're the most important thing in her life. . .that knucklehead." She finished with a quiver and a swallow of the agonizing lump realizing she got carried away with her past. This would make the night a lot harder for her now.
☾ Location :: Nobel Galaxy>Zlaibovic>Lodric ☪ Feeling :: Empty ☾ Company:: Ad & Maribel ☪ Wearing:: Dark brown bomber jacket over a black top, black khakis, and her combat boots. Accessories: Ad's earpiece, Shield Generator, Vibroknife, and her hand cannon: Salem.
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Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2017 12:23 am
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