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Robotic Zamat Vice Captain
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 Posted: Thu Sep 19, 2013 1:27 pm
This is a RP 1×1 thread for Robotic Zamat and YuukimuraSaito
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Posted: Thu Sep 19, 2013 1:35 pm
Ҫapʈain Ďomiȵika Ӻarϥua.........................................................................»»»»»»»»»»» Stationary Legion... "You look down, want me to put you outta your misery?""I'd say I'm sorry, but Mama always told me never to lie..." 
Dominika was walking, or, more precisely sauntering, as she was more prone to do, down the back alleys of Stohess. This was one of the more questionable areas, morally speaking, of this otherwise glistening and sparkling, not to mention,massively rich district.
The Captain of the Stationary Legion was a person who had a great many haunts where she entertained herself. Most of her subordinates did not have the courage to ask where, exactly she disappeared to upon occasion, into the depths of places such as this, and even less courage to ask what it was she actually did there...
Some things, they thought, knowing Dominika's grotesque humor and even stranger tastes,were probably better left unknown.
But those who knew her well, those very few Dominika thought of a friends, knew what she was up to.
Right now, it was raining.
Dominika hated rain.
It was too much like crying.
And she hated crying.
She had done enough of that to last a lifetime.
As the rain poured down, Dominika's wet and soggy footfalls echoed damply along the narrow alleyway she was walking up from wherever she had spent the last two or three hours. Her green cloak was tightly wrapped wound her and her hood was up to protect her head and face from the sudden deluge.
"Between two evils, I always choose the one that's more interesting...""Did ya hear the joke about the man inna pub and his pet alligator?"Theme song: ȘӇɄЯД [DOES] (OOC> )
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Robotic Zamat Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Sep 19, 2013 1:57 pm
I can't escape, though I am far away. Far away from lands that tears those from loved ones  ∮Vengeful Killjoy Strategist∮ "It's...raining..." He looked up to the sky, only to have droplets crash against his face. The rain. It reminded him too much of home. Since he was little, he would always go and play out in the rain, his mother watching him with an umbrella over her head. Of course, she would always scold him and tell him that he would catch a cold.
But now was different. There was no mother to scold him. And now that he was to be conditioned as a soldier, there would be many times where he would probably have to train long hours in the rain, regardless of whether he caught a cold or not. But still, even the smallest memories would always be there.
Ephraim looked forward before putting the hood of his Training cloak over his head. He marched on until he began to feel the rain get heavier and heavier. Unfortunately, he would have to stop until the rain stopped. He looked around until he found a small shoppe, running towards it. It was a small tavern in fact and it seemed that it was open, though there were no customers. He walked inside and sat at the nearest seat and looked outside the window, waiting for the heavy rain to pass.  ∮Ephraim R ygart∮
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Posted: Thu Sep 19, 2013 2:11 pm
Ҫapʈain Ďomiȵika Ӻarϥua.........................................................................»»»»»»»»»»» Stationary Legion... "You look down, want me to put you outta your misery?""I'd say I'm sorry, but Mama always told me never to lie..."
Lost in her won thoughts, Dominika trudged on, biting her lip and looking troubled. She had not liked how her day had gone. Mind, you, this was generally true, however, she had wanted a bit more time before...
And so on. These were the thoughts of someone mulling over something that bothered her a lot. For Dominika, with her basic attitude of complete nonchalance, this state of mind was especially stressful. She did not like to think about anything that required a greater amount of attention. She held that it was a total waste of calories, calories well earned.
Annoyed at herself for getting so involved with her thoughts, something she had often sworn she would never do again, and always failed, Dominika realized that she was passing a pub.
Without another thought, she turned sharply into this pub and stomped her feet just inside the door to shake off most of the water before she went farther into the establishment. Throwing back her deep hood, she unclasped her drenched cloak an hung it behind the door, shaking out and scratching her blonde head.
This done she looked about the place and headed for the counter, where she sat down and thoughtfully began to mine her nose, finger right up her nostril while she looked about for the bar tender with her blue, hooded eyes about as lively as those of a dead fish.
"Service?" She wondered aloud, "Damn, but people are lazy."
"Between two evils, I always choose the one that's more interesting...""Did ya hear the joke about the man inna pub and his pet alligator?"Theme song: ȘӇɄЯД [DOES] (OOC> )
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Robotic Zamat Vice Captain
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