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At Perdition's End (CaydenBlack&Firetigress3)

"Oh gee, thanks," Naomi bit back sarcastically, "It's also a great idea to insult the one holding the gun here." She sighed, hands reaching into her pocket for a toothpick. Her pack was there, luckily, but she definitely would need to refill her supplies soon. Oh well, it didn't matter much right now, toothpicks of all things should probably be the least of her worries. Flicking a toothpick into her mouth, she shrugged, "But it's not like I would shoot you now. I don't exactly like killing without a good reason." The toothpick in her mouth bobbed as she spoke, though she had developed the skill to not let it hinder her speech. After making a habit of having it stick out of her mouth all the time, it felt natural to be chewing on one again. Probably not a good habit at all, but it was hard to break out of it once you got into the swing of things. Naomi glanced at the bandana covering her wound, "Probably not as bad as yours. I'm hurt, sure, but I can move my arm alright. Well enough to hold a rifle." Sure, maybe there was a slight sting when she moved it around, but it was nothing really. She had handled worse, and besides, she wasn't going to wimp out and claim it incapitated her.

Naomi glanced up at him as he spoke of the nearby towns. "I get that these towns aren't exactly ideal," she replied, crossing her arms, "But it's not like we really have much of a choice or anything. We're stuck in this kind of situation right now, and it's our best bet." Of course she was against the whole thing where they claimed they were superior, but it was probably their only option. Grin and bare it. Or something like that right? She held a few grudges, being raised in a poorer class meant lots of others picked on you as a kid, but she knew it was a desperate situation. "I mean, I got some problems as well, but... Beggars can't be choosers. Or, something like that right? I can't really remember that saying too well."

He had bowed, and she let out a snort. She was never good at being lady-like and all that garbage. "Why thank you, my dear sir." she replied in a similarly playful manner. Naomi linked her arm with his, probably against his will, and grinned. "And now the, shall we be off? I do quite think I saw a nice little half-destroyed house that seemed like an ever so lovely place to rest these weary bones."

The Divide ((Drakon rift x Firetigress3))

"I mean, again, we're not all that bad." Lyra replied, quickly catching up to him as he started walking to the Gate to Hell. "But then again, not all of us are exactly what humans think Angeks should be." She shrugged, different people were different, and she couldn't control that. Much as she disliked some of them, it didn't mean she could snap her fingers and they would automatically change.

As they neared the gates, Lyra flipped her hood up, and double-checked that her wings were retracted all the way. Funny thing about Angel wings, most people found them bothersome, and could make their wings disappear completely. Ugh she was nervous, crossing the border was a huge no, and if she was caught... Well, she didn't want to think of the consequences.

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The Divide ((Drakon rift x Firetigress3))

Lyra glared at the other Angel as he turned around, off to have another drink most likely. Ugh, he just couldn't control his temper, could he? She rolled her eyes and turned away from him, looking up at Greg, who had called back his fire which had flared up during the confrontation. "I can't really apologize for him," she sighed, shaking her head slightly, "But I can say he's one of the not so bright ones. Most of us really are better than that, I swear!"

She looked back at the others, both Angels and Demons, who glanced at them suspiciously. Of course they would, mingling between the species was rare, and for it to be relatively friendly was even rarer. And it didn't help the fact she had stood up for him. "Yeah, we'll have to leave separately, for obvious reasons. I'll be out in a few minutes." she whispered inconspicuously before sitting over at the bar. After ordering a glass, which she downed quickly, she slapped a few bills on the table and walked out of the tavern again.

At Perdition's End (CaydenBlack&Firetigress3)

Naomi weighed the canteen lightly in her palms before replacing it in her bag. If they were to be here for a while, they would have to find water, quick. A clean source too, dirty water was as good as dirt. Sure, it was water, but it was also undrinkable, for obvious reasons. Maybe she had some water-purifying tablets left over. After all, they were a necessity in a world like this. Clean bottled water was at the top of the market, a price she definitely couldn't afford. Lucky the tablets were relatively cheap, and even if she didn't have them, she was sure she could remember a thing or two on how to manually purify water. Well, provided they had the right tools in the surrounding area, then that would definitely be an option. And speaking of water, was there any food? Ugh, yes, food. She felt like she hadn't eaten in days. It wasn't as much of an issue as water was, since there was probably some sort of creature they could slaughter and eat. As unpleasant as it sounded, it was probably the only choice thus far. And it was better than nothing at all.

"The town...?" Naomi looked around them with a grimace, "It's more like "What town?" After the bomb went off, it must have taken down everything around us as well. It's a pretty small town too, so the bomb didn't have to be too powerful to just wreck the place." The town was growing, after all, and only consisted of perhaps a few inns and a shop or two. But the smaller it was, the less likely officials would be snooping around the area, which made the town a hot spot for criminal activity. Well, probably not anymore. She was pretty sure that whatever, or whoever, was once there was either long gone, or laying in the rubble. "There's probably a few towns in the next few miles and heard the explosions," she contemplated, "If anyone survived at all, whether from the town, or from one of our groups, they most likely went to one of those."

Oh, bandages, right! Those were probably important, and she could use them for her own wound as well. After all, she was missing her bandanna already, it felt weird not having it tied around her neck. And hopefully it wasn't too bloody either, she wanted to wear it and not smell like shit. Good, there they were, right in the pocket she had left them in. "Well, yeah, you're right shade's important, especially in this heat. But once we manage to find some shelter, I'll treat your wound, alright?" Naomi fingered the roll of bandages, it was a new pack, as far as she could tell. Probably enough for both his wound and hers. She looked up at him and blinked curiously before hesitantly taking the weapon. "You sure about giving a stranger your weapon?" she asked, holding it by the barrel, "Actually don't answer that, I probably was the one making stupid decisions first." She would admit, when she had approached him it wasn't one of her finer moments, but in a desperate situation, what was a person to do? "But, uh... thanks for trusting me," she grinned, "It's kinda a first."

The Divide ((Drakon rift x Firetigress3))

Lyra gave a small wave good-bye before leaving a short while after him. After all, she needed her sleep too. Tomorrow would really be a big day if they would carry through, and he didn't just rat her out for trying to aid a "Spy". She quickly walked back to her place, kicking back on the bed with a loud sigh. "Yeah, I should probably sleep now, if i want to get up." she told herself aloud, rolling over in the covers and willing herself to sleep.

Morning came too soon for her liking. Just a few hours sleep, but she would make do. A quick cup of coffee, and she was fine, really. Okay, that was a slight lie, but give her maybe an hour or so, and she would be awake enough. Everything packed, and ready to go, Lyra headed out, saying a quick mental good-bye to the place she probably wouldn't see for some time. It had served her well. She quickly ran to the tavern, already a few minutes late. Shit. She hoped he wasn't that picky about being exactly on time.

As soon as she pushed open the doors, Lyra could tell the tensions were running high. For what, she had no idea, but it certainly wasn't good. "Oi, Orlick, calm down," she interrupted, pushing the bigger Angel away, "He ain't worth your time. You can't run all the Demons out of town anyway." She hoped that Greg had picked up on the act, otherwise she would have really seemed like a bitch. "Sit down and have a drink. This is neutral ground anyway, it's not your place to patrol."

At Perdition's End (CaydenBlack&Firetigress3)

A small sigh of relief rushed out her mouth when he had recognized her and lowered the gun. "Yep, I was with them, but I'm not exactly too sure what happened with the truck. But since it's nowhere in sight, I guess it did blow up" Naomi grimaced, pushing a broken piece of wood out of the way, "It would be optimistic to think they escaped, but that's a little far-fetched even for me." The truck had certainly been there before the splitting pain and ringing in her head, but what seemed like a second later, she remembered standing up and it simply not being there anymore. Well, maybe she shouldn't be surprised, it was probably one of the main targets anyhow. Speaking of the mission, she had probably seen him with the first team some time before, but everything was in such a rush, she didn't get a good glance of the people besides in her own team.

Naomi stepped over a fallen beam to move closer to him, making sure not to catch her make-shift bandage on anything. "Naomi Lyons." she greeted with a nod when she was close enough. "Not as far as I can see," she looked around them with a slight grimace, "This place has been bombed flat. It's a miracle we're alive, and not shredded to pieces at that." It was a desolate place now, once a small part of town, not too crowded, but not the middle of nowhere either. A nice place really, well, before it happened to get destroyed so suddenly. A pity too, she was looking forward to maybe getting a drink or something.

"Water? Oh, right, yeah I think I still have some left." Naomi snapped out of her thoughts, patting her hip pouches for the water pouch she had used earlier. "Here, you can have the rest of it," she handed the pouch to him, "But I think you should really save some for that wound of yours too." She spared a glance at the side he had been clutching and bit her lip. Shit. She wasn't a medic, oh God what if he died on her!? She began to panic slightly, but forced herself to clam down running both hands through her hair with a deep breath. "Is that from a bullet? We'll probably have to treat that quickly. I probably have some bandages for that."

Haunted House ((Sunshine x Firetigress3))

Totally not because I just love Open-World RPs, haha!

Actually, I'm still in high school, and really no idea what I want to get into yet! ^^' But it was an English Paper on Great Expectations.

Don't feel limited just because I posted two paragraphs! If you feel like writing more, I can crank out more!

Desperation, The Survival

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Desperation, The Survival

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