One snake lady is in the house. This is going to end soooo well.
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"Presenting Dame Maritza Verenna, Knight Serpenta of the Iron Roses and veteran of the Red Flag War."
Dressed in her formal white & dark green quartered gambeson and partial plate armor, the latter of which she'd spent the day cleaning up; the Naga is met with a few audible gasps and plenty of murmuring. Well, I've been met with worse. Nobody fainted this time... Mari thinks to herself as she weaves through the party with ease, her quarterstaff tucked under one arm; the other guests giving her a wide berth. As she makes a beeline for the food, Mari catches sight of the noble harassing the Captain. Suppressing a growl at his condescending body language, Mari relaxes as Gillian and then Tyaethe move to support Fanilly. Good. Those two aren't going to put up with any nonsense... Returning to the task at hand, Mari leans her staff against a table and takes a plate which she begins carefully loading up with clean cuts of various meats. Thank the Goddess' for the formal etiquette training my teachers insisted on... She thinks to herself.
Ready.
Watching the Captain sink back into pensive brooding, Mari sighs again before reaching out to briefly dunk her superior officer. As Fanilly comes up sputtering, the Naga boops her on the nose. "You were doing it again. Keep worrying like that and you will make yourself sick with stress. So either let it go, or speak what is on your mind. I would be happy to offer any advice that I can, and I am sure all the other senior knights would as well, but none of us can do anything if you just silently stew in your own self doubt." Mari finishes, leaning back in the bath. "So, what is eating away at you?" She asks, prompting.
Little bit. I've got 3 days off and should be able do some posting.
With an amused sigh, Mari shifts slightly, bracing herself against the rim of the bath, her lower half moving to separate the cat-like vampire from their rather overwhelmed Captain. "You know, if a drink is what you needed, the polite thing to do is ask." The naga dryly directs at Tyaethe, as she deposits the older knight across from Fanilly. Waving her hand, Mari casually dismisses the young Captain's sputtering. "Stop worrying so much about it all. No one is perfect, and accept that you will make mistakes, but dedicate yourself to learning from them." After laying there in the bath for a moment, the Naga blinks, and shakes her head in amusement at herself. "That was far more succinct. It appears your little interlude was helpful Tyaethe." She says, giving a nod as an apology of sorts.
[Amanda]
"Hey! The Zerg showed up after we did." Amanda quips back with exaggerated indignation as she returns the hug before stepping back to arms length. "I'd give you a kiss, but I'm well aware that I smell like absolute shit right now." Trailing off, the empath's expression turns sober. "This place has been an almost constant battlefield for the past two weeks. Even with my nanites and the combat stims, I've barely been able to keep pace. I..." She trails off as Terrance approaches, a bit of her lopsided smile returning.
"...I'm just glad we managed to keep our casualties to a minimum." Amanda finishes, lightly ribbing her brother with her elbow. "I do believe we can thank Uncle Stef for saving our bacon once again for the umpteenth time." With a deep breath, Amanda takes a moment to stretch before looking at a readout on her suit's arm. "Well, a proper catching up can wait. I've got just over three hours left on my current stim drip, and I see no reason to wait around while the Swarm properly reorganizes itself. With your added firepower and Uncle Stef's multiple lifetimes worth of combat knowledge, we can clean up this mess, flatten their hive and then maybe, just maybe, get some fucking sleep."
"Hey! The Zerg showed up after we did." Amanda quips back with exaggerated indignation as she returns the hug before stepping back to arms length. "I'd give you a kiss, but I'm well aware that I smell like absolute shit right now." Trailing off, the empath's expression turns sober. "This place has been an almost constant battlefield for the past two weeks. Even with my nanites and the combat stims, I've barely been able to keep pace. I..." She trails off as Terrance approaches, a bit of her lopsided smile returning.
"...I'm just glad we managed to keep our casualties to a minimum." Amanda finishes, lightly ribbing her brother with her elbow. "I do believe we can thank Uncle Stef for saving our bacon once again for the umpteenth time." With a deep breath, Amanda takes a moment to stretch before looking at a readout on her suit's arm. "Well, a proper catching up can wait. I've got just over three hours left on my current stim drip, and I see no reason to wait around while the Swarm properly reorganizes itself. With your added firepower and Uncle Stef's multiple lifetimes worth of combat knowledge, we can clean up this mess, flatten their hive and then maybe, just maybe, get some fucking sleep."
"...Died?" Mari says, finishing the young captain's sentence as she watches Tyaethe's antics with passive amusement. "...How you performed?..." The Naga murmurs, thinking aloud as she takes a moment to ponder the question; more or less ignoring the vampire's shenanigans with a slight shake of her head. "Well... For an un-blooded, I assume you don't hunt, teenager who's only experience has probably been sparring practice and classroom lessons... you did just fine. None of us knights are expecting you to be a master swordswoman, expert strategist and charismatic leader; not right away that is. That kind of skill set takes time and experience to build. Don't stress yourself about it. And finally, ask for help if you need it. None of us want you to fail." Mari finishes, resting her hands behind her head with a stretch and a yawn.
Pausing for a moment to take it all in, the Naga offers a shrug. "Well, in that case, If I am invited I will attend... Now, if you will excuse me, I really do need to clean up." She says, slipping into the Baths. Discarding the remainder of her clothes in the antechamber, Mari slithers into the bath proper, enjoying the onrush of steam with a tired sigh. Out of her armor, Mari's human upper half is well muscled from a hard and physically active life. In addition an odd patchwork of scars are scattered across her body, mementos of various dangerous mistakes and lessons learned the hard way over the years.
After taking a look over the bath, Mari slips into the water across from Fanilly. Letting the silence sit for a few moments, the naga speaks up. "Was that your first real battle, Captain?" She asks simply, lounging back in the water with one eye open.
Yeah, little busy IRL right now, social stuff today and Sunday, work Friday and Saturday. Hopefully, I'll be able to crank a post out in the next few evenings.
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