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Through the Black

"Ma de, I hurt."

Mia slides a large chunk of sheet metal off of her legs and pulls a smaller bit out of her hip.

"Anyone else alive over here?"

Through the Black

I'd rather get started and pick up more crew later. We have enough to run things for the time being.

Slice of life?

It's been too long since I've done one of these. Interested.

Something quite different. (Worthy of tilted heads and begrudging interest,)

Interesting... It reminds me of Tsubasa and xxxHolic.

Through the Black

"Well, the nav computer's gone nutty, that fuel line just shot across the room and I think that's an Alliance cruiser on the radar.
Distract them for five minutes and we're shiny."

Name: Mia Huang Long
Age: 20

Personality: Chatty and sarcastic, with a fair dose of bravado. Likes anything with moving parts or a power cell, but doesn't make much time for people she doesn't want to know better. When around close friends and a decent supply of drinks, however, she sometimes shows a softer side.

Skill set: Mia is a master with electronics, and a fair hand with machinery as well. She also has a knack for closing a deal, no matter the situation.

Equipment: More tools than you can count, a portable terminal and a "wrench set" that holds a machine pistol beneath a false bottom.

Unique traits: Mia's stint on a decades-old frigate gave her a passing familiarity with every black market on a dozen different systems, particularly the vendors that deal in ship parts and illicit electronics.

Through the Black

I'd be very interested if there are still spots left.

Wild Gods; Thirteenth Year::: OOC

Jennifer stayed silent for a few minutes, staring at the spot where Arven had stood before her.

Help? How could I help anyone? I can't even handle myself...

"...these are the people it's safe for you to be around, the few who could be your friends, your new family, if you let them."

I need them. And... somehow... they need me.

"I'll do it. I'll do... what I can. To help. Help my family."

She spoke to the air in front of her, a tear sliding unnoticed down her cheek.

But what was he?

Wild Gods; Thirteenth Year::: OOC

"I'm Marcus by the way, probably the god of gambling."

"Well, you're betting on your sanity, talking to me."

Was that an attempt to be cool? I'd bet that he turns right around and leaves. As he should.

Her thoughts were ordered now, and it was easier to focus. Unfortunately, her inner monologue seemed to be snarkier than usual, taking her insecurities to the forefront of her mind.

"My name is Jennifer... goddess of- well, madness. Pretty sure, since I got the whole goddess feeling and then people started going crazy around me."

Well if your oh-so-edgy opening line didn't scare him off that will. Way to go.

She looked down, not wanting to keep eye contact in case her eyes started changing again. They'd been a stormy grey since she woke up, and she actually liked the color.

"It shouldn't get to you, though. It's slow, and I don't think gods go crazy like regular people. Except me, but I can't get away from my powers..."

Okay that's enough now let him talk psycho girl.

"So... gambling? How'd you find that out, get thrown out of Vegas?"

summoners, select your champion (league of legends rp)

I'm here, my OC will be up late tonight.

Welcome to Beacon Academy: A RWBY RP

Okay, timeskip goes up tonight. Everyone be ready.