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 Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2015 2:44 pm
 [Wren Harbinger]
Wren chuckled, reaching to flatten the back of her short hair. "My first time went by in a snap, really. It was pretty uneventful, but we saw some Titans in the distance. I can't explain why, but I don't get all that nervous out there. Never have," her eyes fell to the table. It was strange, especially out loud. She'd thought about the reactions most people had over and over, the anxious sweating, heavy breathing, pressed expressions. All of those were vacant of herself, however. As serious of a situation as it was, she just felt the need to remain calm and focus on the formation. It came naturally, and she didn't question it in the beginning.
As the waiter returned, she glanced up at him briefly and nodded in thanks when he set their drinks down in front of them. She waited until he was out of sight to continue. "I hope you don't think I'm strange because of that," she said softly, dropping her arm back from behind her head and lifting her drink to her mouth. "I still nearly pissed myself the first time I fought one of them, don't get me wrong. Thing almost caught my wire." She added before taking a sip.
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2015 6:33 pm
Elin DeraWhat am I missing?
"Hmm...I think it is quite reasonable. You make more blunders when nervous.Fear is natural--a survival mechanism. It keeps people like me alive." she tucked a few stray hairs behind her ear, rubbing her head near the ginger double buns. "But I've always known that I needed to stop being a coward. It's not in my blood to go down without a fight. I should have started fighting titans actively years ago." Now Elin took some larger sips. She didn't intend to sound quite so self-deprecating, but she tended to be very harsh, even on herself. And the alcohol she took in was starting to take the edge off those hateful feelings toward herself, although she was unintentionally letting such feelings become open to Wren.
"No...I like you, Wren." Her lips curved up in a sincere smile, cheeks a bit rosy from the warmth of the drinks that she kept going through.
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StaroftheBazaar Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2015 6:43 pm
[Wren Harbinger]
Wren craned her neck to the side to pop it, sighing softly as it gave a few satisfying cracks. "I'm glad you're doing something you want to do," she said affirmatively. "It always feels good to achieve that type of thing." she sat quietly for a moment afterwards, taking a sip of her drink and noting to herself that it tasted much better now than it had to her when they first came in.
She giggled at Elin's final words, seeing that she looked rather amused. "I like you too. Really, it's uncanny how much like my brother you are." she smiled, shoulders pulling upwards a little with her stiff position. "I feel kind of like I'm a kid again right now," she added, laughing a little.
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2015 7:17 pm
Elin DeraWhat am I missing?
She arched an eyebrow with a bemused sort of smirk. "Does this make me 'like a brother' to you? She wondered what kind of relationship that would give them. Thinking too much of it simply caused her to go through drinks faster. "Well, hopefully I don't give off too much of a youth vibe. I tried to ditch that almost a decade ago. Hopefully I won't regret skipping over childhood. It might cause me to be a bit of a handful when I switch colors." Sipping thoughtfully, she added "Get rid of these painfully tight buns, perhaps." however, as a female, she quickly realized that she had, as it were, three pairs of buns. This caused her to chuckle some: a bit less repressed than it usually would be.
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StaroftheBazaar Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2015 7:34 pm
[Wren Harbinger]
With a laugh, Wren swatted at the longest bit of her hair. "I couldn't stand to have long hair even as a kid," she said, twisting it around her finger and pinning it up against the side of her head for a moment as a joke. She dropped it, sniggering. "Knowing my luck it'd get caught in my gear," she added, smoothing her light brown locks back into their proper place.
"I guess it'd be more appropriate to say that I think of you as a sister," she responded, halfway to taking a drink of her beverage. She chuckled before closing the gap and taking a sip. She rested her elbows on the tabletop and nodded toward the other. "Now that you mention it, I guess you do come off as kind of young,"
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2015 7:47 pm
Elin DeraWhat am I missing?
"I usually only put my hair down around a select few people. You might just get lucky." Okay Elin, that's enough innuendo. Goodness. She sighed at her thoughts. "Yeah, long hair's a b***h with gear. Or really any object. Including the hair ties I have in now." Several large sips were taken in an attempt to lessen her embarrassment for talking about something like hair. It wasn't every day she talked about that sort of thing. Usually, she was stuck around bad-mouthed males.
She took a sharp swallow at the mention of her youth, causing her to cough and smack her chest bone with a fist a few times. "Is that so...well, I suppose I'm not as old as I might prefer to be. Not that I'm not...not youthful." Time to drown herself away from her wall-awful excuse for a cover to try to keep Wren from asking her age. That plan had gone quite awry at this point.
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2015 7:54 pm
[Wren Harbinger]
Wren leaned forward, an amused look on her face. "Hey, what's with you?" she laughed a little, looking around them. She lowered her voice and leaned a bit more, flat chest pressing against the edge of the table. "You're not as old as you put off, are you? I won't say anything, I swear," she giggled softly, sliding her mug across the table to clink it against Elin's before lifting it to take a swig.
"I'm not usually talking about stuff besides how many bruises are on my legs or who kicked who's a** in training recently," she paused, taking another small drink. "This is fun," she finished, offering a somewhat gleaming smile. She honestly couldn't care less what Elin's age had been. She was cunning enough to make it to her ranking, and respectable enough to pull off getting Wren to open up. She was mature as any, it seemed.
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Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2015 6:42 pm
Elin DeraWhat am I missing?
She touched the ribbon tied around her collar and rubbed it between two fingers. "I'd be more okay if I wasn't, say, nearly five." Elin sighed, drinking from the mug that had been christened by Wren's. "Things should be the same when you find out my age, but that doesn't mean...well..." The length of her chugging seemed to indicate she was expecting it to be her last. But she wished that it wasn't--she didn't want it to be. After a deep breath, "...I'm nineteen."
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Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2015 11:48 pm
[Wren Harbinger]
Wren watched Elin chug her drink for a second or two, and then another, and then another, and then she had to stifle her giggles as the girl finished and came up for air. "You'll collapse when you try to walk out of this place if you keep that up!" she whispered, holding her hand up beside her mouth as if to guide the sound toward Elin.
She looked older than she was, that was for sure. Wren couldn't help but ponder how she would've felt if she had been wearing a Lieutenant's patch at nineteen. Hell, she couldn't imagine it now. It was quite impressive for someone to hold such stature at that age. Really, she doubted that anyone would call her out for looking too young because of that fact.
"Well, I can tell you one thing-" she said, swirling the remains of her beverage around the bottom of her mug. "I couldn't drink this much without losing my stomach when I was your age." She ran the fingers of her free hand through her hair, pulling it back away from her face as she drank, eyelashes shadowy against the dark pigment of the skin below her eyes. Sitting the cup down at the end of the line of empty mugs forming along the wall against their booth, she spoke up again. "You're kind of a badass, I think," she laughed again, sighing afterwards and leaning back in her chair.
"This is fun."
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ooc; hey i just thought about the fact that i drew elin in her MP uniform so whenever she moves over to the scouts i could do a new drawing if you want!! :> i actually fixed my tablet pens digitizer recently so my pen is working properly again which is a freaking blessing, so it'll look much better than that one does ;o;
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2015 9:41 am
Elin DeraWhat am I missing?
Elin snorted and chuckled a little, taking another sip. It was in her interest to, for once in her life, drink the night away, and pray that nothing bad would come of it overnight or in the morning after. "Just don't tell the barkeep. I've actually barely drank before." Her cheeks had become quite rosy and, when she mentioned the ginger being a badass, she laughed. It was a beautiful, crisp laugh, throwing her head back. The bar tender was fortunately still busy, because she didn't hold back the mirthful sound.
OoC: ooh, that'd be cool. I'm gonna need to update my format, anyways~
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Posted: Thu Sep 03, 2015 2:15 pm
[Wren Harbinger]
"Don't worry," she giggled, "I said I wouldn't say anything." Once their unison laughter died down, Wren sighed softly and turned herself to the side in her chair to gaze out the window. The rain was still hurling down against the paved street, misty and humid looking in the poor, flickering light emanating from the torch scones that adorned the paved walkways. She felt herself relax a little, eyes fixed on the scene outside.
It overcame her again as she watched the small splashes that erupted from the ground with the falling rain drops, that overwhelming need to wander off and get lost somewhere. She had dreams, when she could get herself to sleep long enough, of just walking aimlessly outside the Walls. She shook herself of it as best as she could, thanking the alcohol for helping her to forget the feeling. She glanced back up at Elin, who had fallen silent after their laughter. "Should we wait for the rain to let up?" she asked, studying the girl's features for a moment.
She herself wouldn't have minded sitting there in the creaky little tavern in Wall Sina for hours, not worrying about anything else.
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ooc; well if you have any specific ideas you want done or anything lemme know c: ive been wanting to do some digital art the past few days.
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Posted: Thu Sep 03, 2015 11:18 pm
Elin DeraWhat am I missing?
She couldn't help a little snicker or two once her laughter had died down. The booze in her system had caused her pent-up emotions to burst out at a moment of speaking on a subject that wasn't even that funny. But the fact that it was even sort of funny that she was too young to drink made it just hilarious somehow, and relieved a pressure in her chest.
Elin followed the other girl's line of sight. "Yes, I think we can wait a while longer. If it doesn't, we can just walk in the rain~" she snorted at her sing-song tone. A nice, warm night with the mist and rain...that sounded kind of nice. She had to pull herself together to take a drink and not choke, and began to relax, reclining a bit into her seat, her posture becoming as informal as her diction. Her eyes were softening as she sighed happily, mind emptied of complex thoughts. "So this is being drunk, huh? I like it. And I like you, did I mention that?"
OoC: she'll be a bit of a wild child in the corps. Her hair is long and layered, and it flips around to either side at the ends. Chances are that she'll get, or give herself, some different haircut....
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Posted: Fri Sep 04, 2015 2:05 am
[Wren Harbinger]
Wren pressed the back of her cool hand against her lips to quiet her giggling at Elin's comment. She felt a light blush creep across her freckled cheeks, and she vaguely hoped it didn't make her look more intoxicated than she was. "Yeah, it's pretty easy to like even a boring, stoic person like me when you're drunk," she lulled jokingly, sable fringe falling to dance across her eyelashes in the jumping candlelight.
The stale, dusty air in the tavern had become somewhat chilly, as though they had opened the windows to let the breeze in on the other side of the building. Wren felt a chill run down the backs of her arms and she pulled her midriff jacket from the back of her chair and pulled it on, fixing the collar so that it would lie flat. "For the record though," she spoke up, looking up at Elin through the jagged tips of her bangs, olive eyes glinting. "I think I was supposed to run into you up there on the wall today." The corners of her lips drew up in a crooked smile that showed her straight white teeth a little on one side.
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ooc; i will make a note of these things owo
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