Kidd

The Fourth Realm

[ Flynn ]

With each half breed--particularly half demon--Flynn grew a little more comfortable. Her eyes lingered on Layla, a half angel..And blind? She scowled a bit, but humored her: "I'm Flynn." She much preferred fellow half demons, but she believed half angels were just as much victims of Axis, too. Especially small, pretty, blind ones; seemed easy to take advantage of. Though, why such a weak member was put on the team puzzled Flynn. She looked to the man who accompanied the half angel. Gross, she thought--not only of him. But the whole situation.

She blinked at the hologram as it appeared, her eyebrows raising. "Oh," she said dumbly. He said something about files, and she stayed silent as she glanced around at the others. They all seemed to be aware of the files, but her face turned a slight pink as she realized she didn't even think to take a look at them. Her embarrassment saved the holographic man the trouble of her protesting the "threat to the human race" as if half breeds and their parents weren't suffering, too. After that, she was afraid to ask any questions even when prompted.

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[ KB ]

"KB," he offered to Sonya on request, allowing her the chance to hear his soft voice. KB's gaze didn't lift from the file in his hand, however. He continued to flip through the files, one by one, even as the Axis officer appeared as a hologram to prep them. Occasionally, he would look up, connecting the half breed in front of him to the one in the file, but he was otherwise quiet.

London. His gaze hardened as anger and sadness swelled up in his chest. The words on the file became difficult to read and he took a break to glare at the hologram instead. His father had died in London; Agent Bromheart had been a force of nature within Axis, one of their best front line fighters. One of the scariest to half breed alike full alike. The other agents may not have had much interest in London, but KB definitely did.

He drew in a low breath as Blake proposed his own question. Then, KB spoke up, his voice almost cheery. "Pip pip cheerio, then, thanks for the briefing," he mocked in a fake British accent. He clearly wasn't too interested in hearing any other questions.

K9- Nine Killers (Modern/PvP/City rp)

@Kidd@Bombardier

Miles stared boredly in Nobody's direction as he waved for him to join him in the van. "Alright, alright," he said finally after gathering more supplies. He eyed a sniper rifle and decided against it, but grabbed a small bag to slip over his shoulder. He locked his own vehicle and joined Nobody in his, further unimpressed by the kazoo spitting. "Why are you like this?" he asked simply, giving the other assassin a cold glare. Why couldn't he have been paired with someone normal? Maja was fine, but he wasn't stuck in a van with her.

After a moment he blinked and pressed his finger to the speaker in his ear. "We copy. Maintain as much radio silence as possible," he suggested into the mic. To Nobody, he furrowed his brows. "How the hell did someone already find us? Take us to cover." A braver man may have suggested meeting Maja, but she said herself: she's a big girl, she can handle herself. Especially with one shooter.

Still, he grew silent. From what she described, it didn't seem like the shooter had tried very hard to actually kill her. But it seemed a little risky for just a warning...

K9- Nine Killers (Modern/PvP/City rp)

@Stekkmen Sorry! I've been overwhelmed by work and the energy to post just..hasn't been here lol. But I'll post right now.

Unknown Neighbours

Alright, I don't mind the wait. Maybe we'll get more interest in that time

Have fun in Spain!

Unknown Neighbours

Where's the IC??

The Tales of Winding

When Kahya had arrived just a day and a half earlier, her hand hung awkwardly from her arm, she could barely stand, and blue eyes were red with tears and exhaustion. Now, she was sick of laying in bed and felt an urge to explore the Winding. Gossip and mushy food was not enough for the woman. While she still appeared tired and sad beyond her years, she stood tall with a focused gaze. Her dark skin had returned to a natural, flushed tone. Her broken wrist sat stiffened in a sling over her neck, and the heavy outter layer of her clothes and armor and supplies and weapons had been removed. She was almost a whole new person.

There were a few impolite stares as she walked, but Kahya paid them no mind. The village was no where as large as the city she hailed from, and she supposed it was easy to identify her as a stranger. As she approached the center of town, she heard her stomach rumble; her first instinct was to look around to see if anyone else had heard. Satisfied that no one did, she began her search for a meal. The fruit smelled sweet and the fish...like fish, but neither would make much of a meal.

And then she got a whiff of pastries and sweet tea and warm bread. She looked up at Glass Key Cafe; she still struggled with the written language, but she recognized cafe well enough. She was getting ahead of herself when she stopped and patted at her pockets with her good hand. She chewed on the inside of her cheek in concentration until finally pulling out a few gold and silver coins from Kahndaq. Hopefully they would do, so in she walked to squint at the menu.

The Tales of Winding

Alright! I'll have her have been there for a couple days, then. I'll put up a post for her soon.

The Tales of Winding

Kahya

Kahya Tarom | ♀ | 26

The Journey

Kahya is many things: a widow, a scholar, a warrior. Specifically, she's a cartographer from south of the southern desert, beyond the Petrified Wastes. The kingdom she comes from is a large and thriving one, fueled by the wide river it sits on. With food and resources aplenty for the citizens, the throne is able to invest in academics--only, there is only so much to teach. But there is a lot to discover. And so a team of scholars and warriors was put together in order to explore and document the world in the name of Kahndaq. Kahya was one of the members and one of the only to be trained in both combat and academics. Her husband was also selected for his prowess as a royal guard.

The group departed Kahndaq as seven. However, the Petrified Wastes proved hostile and difficult: all but Kahya perished, and she barely survived. With a broken wrist and limited supplies, she seeks hospitality in the Village of the Winding.

Kahya

Kahya is a confident and proud woman, but also gentle and kind. At her core, she's introverted and needs time alone; however, she's friendly and accommodating even when someone can't take the hint. She has a simple sense of humor and dirty jokes will still make her blush like a maiden. Although her journey has already suffered multiple hardships, she is also stubborn and intends to keep going. Besides, she's unsure she can currently return home in her state. The desert and the Petrified Wastes proved difficult enough for seven of them. Still, she refuses to let the loss of her friends and husband go to waste; she will contribute what she can to Kahndaq's growth.

The Tales of Winding

As an aside, how long has she been in Winding at this point?

@Mokley

Thanks!

And I hadn't totally decided and I was going to ask for input, actually. I was thinking maybe a couple days at most, but I could also have her just arriving.

The Tales of Winding

Alright. I think she is ready.

Kahya

Kahya Tarom | ♀ | 26

The Journey

Kahya is many things: a widow, a scholar, a warrior. Specifically, she's a cartographer from south of the southern desert, beyond the Petrified Wastes. The kingdom she comes from is a large and thriving one, fueled by the wide river it sits on. With food and resources aplenty for the citizens, the throne is able to invest in academics--only, there is only so much to teach. But there is a lot to discover. And so a team of scholars and warriors was put together in order to explore and document the world in the name of Kahndaq. Kahya was one of the members and one of the only to be trained in both combat and academics. Her husband was also selected for his prowess as a royal guard.

The group departed Kahndaq as seven. However, the Petrified Wastes proved hostile and difficult: all but Kahya perished, and she barely survived. With a broken wrist and limited supplies, she seeks hospitality in the Village of the Winding.

Kahya

Kahya is a confident and proud woman, but also gentle and kind. At her core, she's introverted and needs time alone; however, she's friendly and accommodating even when someone can't take the hint. She has a simple sense of humor and dirty jokes will still make her blush like a maiden. Although her journey has already suffered multiple hardships, she is also stubborn and intends to keep going. Besides, she's unsure she can currently return home in her state. The desert and the Petrified Wastes proved difficult enough for seven of them. Still, she refuses to let the loss of her friends and husband go to waste; she will contribute what she can to Kahndaq's growth.