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Star Heresy

Alright, guess I'm in this thing. Haven't done a mecha RP in quite some time. Should be interesting.

Star Heresy

T w e n t y - E i g h t | V a r r i n a "W r a i t h" M e r c u r y | F e m i n i n e

Appearance

Varrina is the average height for a female at 5'7 while her build is firmly on the more toned and slender side of things. Her arms and legs, while defined, are thin and lanky, but her hips curve and stand out to give her a decent shape in clothing. Piercings and tattoos, products of a time long since passed, adorn her body in various places though the tattoos all reside on patches of skin that can be hidden under uniform and even in short sleeve shirts. Short hair with highlights of violet round out the claim of individuality and Varrina seldom wears real jewelry.

Rank

Master Sergeant

History / Background

Varrina Mercury and her family eked out a meager life on a small moon colony in the Orion Arm. Having been born into poverty, Varrina had only ever been subjected to the struggle her parents went through in order to provide for her and her young sister. Despite the visage she was shown however, the elder daughter had come across the truth at some point in her childhood. Her mother prostituted herself in secret as a means to make extra money in addition to the manual labor job she had and her father had a gambling problem that only added to the family's financial woes. Varrina herself joined a gang at a relatively young age and went on to become their leader when she grew into her teens.

During this criminal period in her life, Varrina found she had an uncanny knack for ranged weapons. Her aim was incredibly accurate and as she grew older and into adulthood, important people began to take notice of the woman's fine motor skills. Eager to rid herself of a past she considers shameful, the thrill-seeking young woman joined the military and eventually progressed her way to unit 7-5.

Personality

Intelligent

Calculating

Honest

Confident

Determined

Specialties

Master Marksmen

Though Varrina is proficient enough in hand-to-hand combat, her innate ability with ranged weaponry surpasses what many consider to be top-tier levels. She has mastered multiple gun-based and projectile weapons and has superior aim with just about anything one can fire. Put a ranged weapon into her hands and you can count on "Wraith" to hit her mark.

Long-Range Specialist

Varrina's true passion lies in fighting at long range. She gained her nickname due to the fact that by the time an enemy noticed her, a bullet was already whizzing their way to end their life. She serves as the sniper of the team and prefers taking enemies out in the most efficient manner possible--meaning in as few shots as humanly possible. For her, this is the most efficient form of combat in the grand scheme of things.

Star Heresy

Sent a character submission in. We'll see what happens.

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Posted.

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Aboard The Behemoth - Zalera Checkpoint - The Aftermath

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She was getting impatient.

Staring at the same four wooden walls, sitting cross-legged on the hardwood floor for almost an hour at this point was a true test of Sable's willpower. Arthur had instructed his student--or his charge as far as she was concerned--to meet him in the dojo behind the main house immediately. It seemed that immediacy was only required for one of the two individuals however. Suddenly, the somewhat out of place metal door opened and in walked a man. He was tall and thin, built like an endurance athlete of some sort under a roguish face, a mop of dirty blonde hair, and piercing, aqua eyes. The door closed on its own as he strolled towards Sable, hands in pockets and nonchalance radiating. "What's up?" He greeted. Sable heaved a heavy sigh and rose to her feet though the top of her head only made it to his chest.

"Don't 'what's up' me. Weren't you the one who told me to hurry up and come?!" Sable began stretching as she spoke, but also took a moment to adjust the loose gray sweatpants she was wearing.

"You know how it is... I was on this date--"

"The fuck?! You literally called me while out trolling?"

Arthur began his own series of stretches after rolling up the sleeves of his black sweatshirt. "Come on, that ain't fair. As a single guy, it's my duty to let women know how available I am. Besides, I wasn't trolling, I was on a date,"

"Oh yeah? What was her name?"

"Something pretty"

"How old was she?"

"Mature enough, but not pushing the upper echelon either ya know,"

"Where does she work?"

"In a building,"

"Christ, what color were her eyes at least?"

"A deep shade or hue,"

"Those are the same thing,"

"What?

"A shade or hue? It's the same thing,"

"The point is, she was pretty good lookin' ya know,"

"You don't even know,"

"But who really does?"

"Good fucking lord," Sable exhaled once and shook her hands out. She had finished her stretches at the same time as her mentor. Arthur chuckled as he pulled himself into a fighting stance.

"You should feel honored. I raced back here just as soon as I realized what time it was. Your parents hired a pretty punctual guy, don't ya think?"

Sable adjusted her fitting t-shirt and took her own stance. "Oh yeah, I feel damn honored to sit on this floor for an hour. I can really appreciate the craftsmanship." She replied. The two stood focused on one another for only a moment. With a mutual grin, they lunged forward.

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Sable lurched forward slightly and grabbed her now throbbing torso. She felt the hardened exterior of her armor and the memories of the battle came flooding back. She sighed and slowly pushed her back against the seat and gazed up at the metallic ceiling of the behemoth. How had everything gone so wrong? It was bad enough that her first mission had gone south when SeeR ambushed the unit she was assigned to, but now she had suffered what she considered another loss against eagles--fucking eagles. Were monsters even supposed to have special attacks? The intense pain hummed and danced in all major body parts, but the only thing Sable could focus her mind on was everything that could have been done better or more efficiently. Maybe that was the result of SOLDIER training at the fort, but for once she wished she could forget about combat tactics and just... Empty her mind.

"He always said that remaining calm was the key in all situations... All situations... " She thought as she closed her eyes briefly and attempted to cleanse her mental processes. Fragments of the phenomenon played in her head instead; the azure blue outline of the eagle and a faint feeling of rage and refusal to wither away without taking the enemy down too--the enemy being the comrades who lined the other seats of the monstrous vehicle. Sable remained motionless, but opened her eyes once more to gaze at nothing in particular. She had moved her head around enough to notice that the moon was in its place and the lay of the land appeared to indicate that they had arrived at a checkpoint. With nothing else to say or think, she let herself drift off to sleep while the pain continued to forgo such human necessities.

Zalera Tundra - Mrihl

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Sable was well awake when the hatch droned towards the ground and allowed the visage of Mrihl to slowly peek into view. She was still in pain, but at this point her body had grown used to the companionship and was getting better at ignoring its presence. The Lieutenants aboard hopped up first of course and Evangeline followed after them. Sable brought herself up and slapped the top of the doorway as she made her exit. Despite the current situation, she couldn't suppress all of her excitement. For one who had never traveled before joining SOLDIER, this was an opportunity. Even under the soft light of the moon fighting against the vastness of the darkness, the ravager appreciated all the sights as the silent group marched through the streets towards an unknown destination. The architecture was much different than anything she had seen before and the layout of the city--from what she could tell anyway--intrigued her greatly.

It was not long before the troop stopped in front of a large and obviously important manor. Its large doors pulled back and several individuals came out. The salutes and slight bows of the Lieutenants confirmed that at least someone important had just exited, but Sable fixated on another obscenely large man, heavily armored and carrying an equally heavy looking thing on his back. He immediately reminded her of the Sentinels that already resided in her current unit and she rolled her eyes at the introduction of yet another one. How many obscenely huge men existed anyway? Once Luc Watkins introduced himself, Sable understood. They were in the presence of the Baron of Mrihl. The only thing she took away from his introduction however was the offer of sleep and refreshment. Considering this was the real start of their mission, Sable longed to eat real food once more before she wouldn't have the chance.

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Glad you recognized that fact Julien, there is a fine line to writing collabs and only collabs.

That being said however, good job to everybody involved in that one. It was pulled off wonderfully. I'll have Marcus chime in on some of the conversation in a coming solo post and we'll see if TEA can get something up between now and then. We're about to move to the next scene and that scene, my friends, is our first battle.

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Looking forward to it. I don't think I've seen a collab that big as I've said before so I'm very interested to see how it turns out.

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Touche' lol. I edited my post to be more accurate.

That banner is indeed good looking, holy shit.

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Excellent, spoilery things by Noxious on coffee

@Noxious

YOU SPOILER, HOW WILL I EVER BE SURPRISED NOW??!!

Kidding aside, that sounds excellent. You lost me on the coffee though. I am not a coffee drinker unfortunately. Shame.

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Pretty decent day off for me, but I already have bullshit to look forward to when I get back to work. Annoying as hell. However, tomorrow looks to be good at least. Got lots of writing to do myself tomorrow (or should I say later today as it's passed 1 AM)