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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2015 5:32 pm
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((Worried if we wait for the last two we might never start. They can always be picked up later.))
The loud, metallic clang of the ship docking brought Amaya back to the world of the conscious, her eyes snapping open, and immediately causing the Neocinian female to cry out with pain as she covered her eyes from the bright sun surrounding Cardiff. Yanking her dark goggles on over her eyes, Amaya got up and grabbed her bag, walking off the dock and into the city.
Cardiff seemed to be full of off-worlders, though not many were Neocinian, and this brought attention to Amaya as she stalked through the streets. Even with the attention, it was mainly to clear a path as she approached. It was almost sunset on Cardiff as Amaya entered the cantina.
A small smile creased her lips as she pulled her goggles off in the dark cantina, and quickly Amaya found a set at the corner of the bar, flagging a bartender down to give her a cocktail of poisons, mixed with alcohol. While she waited, Amaya kept an eye on the door, waiting to see what the impending night was willing to bring.
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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2015 6:06 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2015 6:10 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2015 6:32 pm
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It had been rather uneventful for Amaya, the bartender bringing her her drink before a rather animated Drionian came flying in, leaving her and the bartender confused. Taking a sip of her cocktail, Amaya sighed with relief, feeling the poisons take affect and bring her back to a normal feeling, as the Ecladian rum in her drink settled her nerves.
A boisterous laugh and the clinking of glasses grabbed the Neocinian's attention immediately, her purple eyes darting to the source of the noise. It was an Ecladian, she could tell by the webbing on his hands and the sharp scent of salt water still on his skin. Still, the Drionian sitting next to her smelled of singed hair and the crackles of electricity she could occasionally hear coming off him distracted her.
Unfortunately for Amaya, that distraction was all it took for her to find a large, Priorian male standing in front of her with a grin.
"You're pretty far from home." He observed, looking her up and down as he took a swig of his drink. He was obviously drunk at this point, his friends trying to wrangle him back to their table. "What is an attractive Neocinian like yourself doing so far from your dark little planet?" The Priorian asked.
Rolling her eyes, Amaya looked to the Priorian in disgust. "I came from home to learn how to kill things other than what I've spent my entire life so far killing. Although I've learned how to kill a Priorian a few times over, unless you'd like to give me some practice." Amaya hissed dangerously as her grip on her glass tightened.
The Priorian glared and produced a small explosion of fire in Amaya's face with a grin.
With a shout of pain and rage, Amaya flipped her glass over on the bartop, breaking the edges and coating the glass in the cocktail and her own blood before jamming it into the Priorian's chest and twisting it with a grin as her vision came back and she caught the look of horror in his face before falling over dead.
The Priorian's friends looked at the scene horrified before quickly gathering their friend and fleeing the cantina.
Wrapping a bandage around her hand, Amaya cast a lazy look to the bartender, nodding for another drink, who was quick to oblige and passed it down the bar.
The Neocinian caught it and took a big swig, relaxing once more as the atmosphere in the cantina settled.
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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2015 6:56 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2015 8:17 pm
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((Uhh..no sorry >.< ))
A young Priorian woman was on board the last flight of the day to Cardiff. It had been a long and boring flight for Vera, but finally the ship had docked into the city. This is the first time she ever traveled outside of Prioria. Once off the ship and into the city, Vera raised her arms over her head and stretched, finally glad to be off the cramped ship. The first thing she noticed, besides the diversity of the many people here, was the lower temperature compared to her home planet. Looking towards the sunset, Vera rubbed her arms as she heated her skin just a tad.
Before she did anything, she need a little celebration for her first time away from home. Vera was heading towards a nearby bar, but as soon as she reached the door, a few Priorians came rushing out and knocked her to the side. "HEY! Watch where you're going!" she shouted while shaking her fist at them. She didn't pay them much attention to notice they were carrying a dead body. Vera just got back up and brushed the dirt off her clothes before walking into the bar. Taking a quick look around, the place wasn't too crowded and she found a spot to sit a couple seats over from the Neocinian and Drionian. "Bartender! Give me something with a kick." Vera ordered.
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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2015 8:43 pm
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┈┈┈♫ 𝕮laudia 𝕬dalwin ♫ ┈┈┈
The wind flew past the hair of the young Sondaran as her ship began to dock. The rush of the air flew about her, and her body floated slightly before coming back to the ground suddenly. Ohhh.. Her inner thoughts whined, already missing her home planet. Yet she gathered her things nonetheless thinking of other things. Her eyes quickly scanning throughout the dock, and her feet running past her. The colors of each object, person, and building was being absorbed into her mind's eye. A giggle flowed out like a wave hitting the beach. " Oh... Hello Cardiff!" She exclaimed in full excitement... before running right into a pole.
" Ooo... ow." She grunts, rubbing her head. Her head looks up to see it as a sign for the building behind it. From the looks of it, and the men around the entrance... it seemed to be a bar. Her eyes took in the atmosphere while a grin spread ear to ear. Oh, brother wouldn't approve... but surely, one quick stop wouldn't hurt. The young Sondaran walked in and instantly became a fish out of water. Her long white hair flickered against the dim lightening. Her young appearance stood out, though she was older than she appeared. Still grinning innocently, and looking side to side observing the bar. She giggled slightly at all the different men and women. What a wonderful mix....
Thinking.....Out of Character...
{Oh! We've started! *quickly reads and previews to be accurate* Yes, Shining.. the question is what is the meaning of life. Let me know if the post style is too much. I'll change it to just the color if no one else is doing it. }
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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2015 9:15 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2015 10:47 pm
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┈┈┈♫ 𝕮laudia 𝕬dalwin ♫ ┈┈┈
The young Sondaran had just missed out on the particular event from before. Her figure just now passing the table at which the event occurred. Blood splat on the floor, and against the chair...she examined it concluding the death. Seems whomsoever killed the victim did not mind hurting themselves as well... She starts to gaze at the blood for a moment, simply admiring the color. The shading, the glimmer... blood had its own shade outside of the color red. Yet, as admired as she was, a slight gag laid at the back of her throat. Death wasn't her favorite thing in the world. Or, in any of the worlds. Her figure left the scene wandering deeper into the bar.
Her eyes went about once more, and caught a spark. Blinking slightly, she recognized it as a smile from an Ecladian man. She returned the smile, and gave a small wave. Though she moved to the bar itself, actually quite parched. The closer she was to the bar, however, the more her mind became to hint at her. Brother... would not approve having a drink here. Too risky, he'd warn me. Nor a meal, incase of that being drugged as well. Thinking this, she paused. Instead, taking a seat at one of the stools. I still have my water, at least. Her hands moved into her bag, pulling out her water sack. Slowly sipping from it before returning it back to her bag.
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{Heh, thanks. I normally keep it smaller but I love the pic for my character way too much. Though if my posts are out of place, I think I'll take out the bottom part just to keep it relevant.}
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Posted: Mon Jul 20, 2015 3:07 am
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((I didn't either))
With the second drink, Amaya was relaxed once more, taking a deep breath as a new Priorian and a Sondaran entered. Turning to watch the Drionian with a bored, yet curious look on her face, Amaya rested her head in her uninjured hand.
"Bartender didn't make your drink...electric enough?" She asked, watching as he seemed to electrifiy his drink some more. Drionians were certainly interesting to watch, they never seemed to stop moving.
Still, Amaya was now more aware of those around her, not wanting another incident with with the new Priorian. The Sondaran that came up to the bar seemed disgusted by the blood left on the bar and the floor from Amaya's injury and the dead Priorian. Smirking, she allowed the shadows in the bar to soak up the blood, leaving no trace of it as she took another sip of her drink.
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Posted: Mon Jul 20, 2015 6:02 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 20, 2015 6:14 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 20, 2015 6:21 pm
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