"Roger that Hunter" she grinned and reached down to the belt strap around her curvy thigh in tight black pants and grabbed her own ornate looking dagger. Showing it to him. It was jewelled at the handle and befitting a woman who liked pretty things. It had been a gift to her from a very rich father. Any normal soldier would use a standard issue combat knife. But not varia crest.
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~Angel Vicky~
Been a member of the old Roleplayer Guild since 2012 - I tend to do more Advanced. My favourite lore is Angelic (you probably couldnt tell by my name!), medieval, Ancient Rome/Greece/Egypt and Norse mythology. My fave writing genre is sci-fi and fantasy but I like drama, comedy, suspense and angst with a bit of romance thrown in!
I tend to do only 1x1 rps nowadays as they are less chaotic with less people, as they say "too many cooks around the pot". Here is my current interest check.
My Hobbies include: roleplaying (obviously!), astronomy, writing poetry, dance electronica music and raving, pets, video gaming, cosplaying.
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Variel's eyes widen in shock, startled by Roze. She didn't know what a gun was but it seemed like some sort of weapon and she put her hands up right away, jumping backward a bit in the back seat.
"I'm terribly sorry to startle you!" Her voice was genuinely worried and higher pitched. She blinks at the gun and back up at Roze. "My name is Variel. I was sent by Heaven to help you."
Variel reassured her, her soul aura had a calming affect, hard to make anyone angry at her. It was one of the perks of being a healing angel. She finally dropped her arms down and placed them neatly in the centre of her lap.
"..I'm an Angel.." She revealed at last. "But I would appreciate it if you kept that between just you and I for the time being...?" Her tone was primp and proper, a British accent to it. "You never know WHO or WHAT could be listening." Her voice turned more concerned now and regarded Roze with a look of slight worry glinting in those big blue eyes. She had natural enemies - demons and vampires who would love to feed on Angel's blood. Humans who would seek to use her. There were also gods and fallen angel lurking in the shadows who would love any chance to tear out an Angel's heart just for show of power. And Variel was a pure and innocent Angel. It was considered the most sinful of atrocities to kill such a creature of light. A challenge worth accepting to the creatures of darkness.
All of these things worried her about Earth. But in the back of her mind, she knew Gabriel was out here and wouldn't let such a thing happen. She wanted the fighting to stop just as much as he did.
And she finally gave Roze a warm and kind smile, one of reassurance that she was telling the truth. If she was to hide her true identity here, it might be best to get a more modern attire?
"I'm terribly sorry to startle you!" Her voice was genuinely worried and higher pitched. She blinks at the gun and back up at Roze. "My name is Variel. I was sent by Heaven to help you."
Variel reassured her, her soul aura had a calming affect, hard to make anyone angry at her. It was one of the perks of being a healing angel. She finally dropped her arms down and placed them neatly in the centre of her lap.
"..I'm an Angel.." She revealed at last. "But I would appreciate it if you kept that between just you and I for the time being...?" Her tone was primp and proper, a British accent to it. "You never know WHO or WHAT could be listening." Her voice turned more concerned now and regarded Roze with a look of slight worry glinting in those big blue eyes. She had natural enemies - demons and vampires who would love to feed on Angel's blood. Humans who would seek to use her. There were also gods and fallen angel lurking in the shadows who would love any chance to tear out an Angel's heart just for show of power. And Variel was a pure and innocent Angel. It was considered the most sinful of atrocities to kill such a creature of light. A challenge worth accepting to the creatures of darkness.
All of these things worried her about Earth. But in the back of her mind, she knew Gabriel was out here and wouldn't let such a thing happen. She wanted the fighting to stop just as much as he did.
And she finally gave Roze a warm and kind smile, one of reassurance that she was telling the truth. If she was to hide her true identity here, it might be best to get a more modern attire?
I want mah pie now ;_;
@MiddleEarthRoze We do not have pie. We do not have cheap whiskey. I was bribed with cookies. And a cola. This signature statement will attract people under false pretenses. "IT'S A TRAAAAP!"
ALSO I AM NOT TORTURED.
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ALSO I AM NOT TORTURED.
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Varia then came running to his assistance. "You okay Sarge?" She asked as she saw the facehugger planted to the wall with acid spiting everywhere with wide eyes His shot was so accurate and deadly. It kind of scared her but at the same time this man seemed to excite her. He was unpredictable. SHe sighed with relief as she came to a stop.
Varia helped the man to lean up from the floor. "Man I owe you one!" He patted his chest, knowing he would have been a gonner. She nodded. "It's fine. There are more of them than there are us. We need to stay alive." She pulled the glove off and put it in a bin, she picked up the medkit and put it on the table. She may need to use it again.
"Sarge is being attacked!" Her comrade explained as they watched on the cctv, then they ran out of the room to go help Drake.
"Sarge is being attacked!" Her comrade explained as they watched on the cctv, then they ran out of the room to go help Drake.
Varia immediately turned to scan the area on high alert. She drew her gun and walked around the room. She heard a skittering along the floor and the glimpse of a tail. She leaned over from behind the desk to look over it. It went quiet...
She heard her heart beating faster and her increased breathing. Suddenly it leaped out from the side at her and she screamed out, narrowly dodging it as she dived out of the way and landed on the floor. It soared past her position and straight onto the face of one of the PMs. It coils its tail around his neck and squeezes tight, making him gasp for air. It shoves it membrane against his mouth and pumps an egg down his throat and then fell off his face, dead. Varia shot to her feet and looked down at the PM, clutching his throat and coughing.
She knew the inevitable happened. He needed to be cut open in order to remove it. And she was the only one who might be able to save him. She was a scientist, she knew anatomy and how to get an egg out of a human. She swallowed hard, did she want to save this stranger's life? She didn't hesitate and knelt by his side, grabbing his hand. "You're gonna be okay!" She then looked over to her comrade. "I need the med kit!" This showed much about her will to save others.
They hand her the medkit and she pops it open as the PM lay on the floor shaking. "I'm gonna die arent I? I got that thing in me dont I?" He panicked. She then grabbed his chin and pointed him at her face. "Don't." She had quite a commanding tone in her voice. This showed she was in some sort of authority back home.
She pulled his armoured chest pad off and ripped his shirt open. She grabbed a pen from her pocket. She always had a pen on her. This showed her she was like a business woman of some kind. That began to narrow it down for the Sergeant to finally figure out who she really was. And he would not be happy to find out that's for sure. The first sign he noticed was indeed using her first name on the radio, showing she had not had proper induction.
She marked on his mid chest where his esophagus would be. She had to be careful not to get too close to the trachea. She then took out what looked like a needle full of a clear liquid. She injected it into his chest. It was anesthetic. The man grunted in pain and then fell lax. She took out a laser scalpel from the kit and cut down the line. She had to do this quickly before he bled out too much. She donned a latex glove quickly before cutting. Then she pushed her hand inside and felt around for the egg. She grasped it and yanked it out. She threw the egg to the side. "Kill it!" She instructed one of them and one of them pulled out a gun and fired at it, it exploded everywhere in a screech.
Varia then took the staple gun and planted several down in a line of the open wound, repairing the cut. She leaned back panting and wiping her brow after the ordeal. The Wey-Yu PM was now safe.
She heard her heart beating faster and her increased breathing. Suddenly it leaped out from the side at her and she screamed out, narrowly dodging it as she dived out of the way and landed on the floor. It soared past her position and straight onto the face of one of the PMs. It coils its tail around his neck and squeezes tight, making him gasp for air. It shoves it membrane against his mouth and pumps an egg down his throat and then fell off his face, dead. Varia shot to her feet and looked down at the PM, clutching his throat and coughing.
She knew the inevitable happened. He needed to be cut open in order to remove it. And she was the only one who might be able to save him. She was a scientist, she knew anatomy and how to get an egg out of a human. She swallowed hard, did she want to save this stranger's life? She didn't hesitate and knelt by his side, grabbing his hand. "You're gonna be okay!" She then looked over to her comrade. "I need the med kit!" This showed much about her will to save others.
They hand her the medkit and she pops it open as the PM lay on the floor shaking. "I'm gonna die arent I? I got that thing in me dont I?" He panicked. She then grabbed his chin and pointed him at her face. "Don't." She had quite a commanding tone in her voice. This showed she was in some sort of authority back home.
She pulled his armoured chest pad off and ripped his shirt open. She grabbed a pen from her pocket. She always had a pen on her. This showed her she was like a business woman of some kind. That began to narrow it down for the Sergeant to finally figure out who she really was. And he would not be happy to find out that's for sure. The first sign he noticed was indeed using her first name on the radio, showing she had not had proper induction.
She marked on his mid chest where his esophagus would be. She had to be careful not to get too close to the trachea. She then took out what looked like a needle full of a clear liquid. She injected it into his chest. It was anesthetic. The man grunted in pain and then fell lax. She took out a laser scalpel from the kit and cut down the line. She had to do this quickly before he bled out too much. She donned a latex glove quickly before cutting. Then she pushed her hand inside and felt around for the egg. She grasped it and yanked it out. She threw the egg to the side. "Kill it!" She instructed one of them and one of them pulled out a gun and fired at it, it exploded everywhere in a screech.
Varia then took the staple gun and planted several down in a line of the open wound, repairing the cut. She leaned back panting and wiping her brow after the ordeal. The Wey-Yu PM was now safe.
I could maybe give this one a go if it had some fantasy elements to it - The Chalk Board Romance: A romance involving two teachers.
Perhaps the Batman rp The Clown Princess if I knew more about it? ^^
Perhaps the Batman rp The Clown Princess if I knew more about it? ^^
Varia noticed the PMs were staring intently at the security feed. She wanders over to peer at the screen which they were looking at. It was the Sergeant. She wondered what he was doing drawing his pistol and looking down the hallway at something. She felt worried for his safety. He had obviously heard something to alert him. She took out her radio.
"Sir, come in. This is Varia, out." Her radio goes to static. She hoped he had it turned on. Otherwise she'd have to go down there and be back up without his consent. She would use her initiative if she had to, even if it meant breaking rules or disobeying orders.
"Sir, come in. This is Varia, out." Her radio goes to static. She hoped he had it turned on. Otherwise she'd have to go down there and be back up without his consent. She would use her initiative if she had to, even if it meant breaking rules or disobeying orders.
Varia stood guard over the Wey-Yu squad as her comrades slept. She looked down at her wrist com and the time was 3am. She sighed waiting for her squad to rest up and listened for any sign of the aliens. To which she'd dispatch no problems. Although, the turrets seemed quiet for now...
She rested from one foot to the other, leaning on her other hip. Her gun held at her side, but at the ready. She didn't like the fact the PMs were here either. She didn't trust people who sold out to the highest bidder. One of them was giving her the eye, she glared back at him. They couldn't believe a pretty face could be deadly? They would be wrong if they tried anything on her. She wasn't a soft touch.
She rested from one foot to the other, leaning on her other hip. Her gun held at her side, but at the ready. She didn't like the fact the PMs were here either. She didn't trust people who sold out to the highest bidder. One of them was giving her the eye, she glared back at him. They couldn't believe a pretty face could be deadly? They would be wrong if they tried anything on her. She wasn't a soft touch.
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