Little Italy

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Elle glanced over at her taller companion, offering him a sad smile when she noticed how distraught he seemed over the state of his venison, but made no remark. She was too consumed with her thoughts. And yet, as otherworldly as he was, he was doing a pretty good job of keeping her down to earth throughout all of this and unknowingly keeping her fears from running away with her rationality. She would have surely had a mental breakdown by now if he hadn't been here, or very likely, dead.

She finished her food in silence, feeling much better with a full stomach and a decision concerning what she would do next. Blue eyes focused on the flames, she finally spoke, "I need to go see the Greybeards," she paused a moment before deciding to explain herself, "The dragons aren't going to stop coming, and they're probably the only ones with any concrete answers about what I am. I don't think this is something I can run from," she looked over at Nil to see what he thought.

Yes, she was scared, but she was too overcome with curiosity to slink back home and pretend none of this ever happened. She had always read about great heroes who possessed amazing power, but she certainly never expected to be a part of anything like that. Now it seemed as though she didn't get much of a choice in the matter. Still, there was this strange ache in her chest, nothing physical, more like an innate desire to know more what it meant to be Dragonborn and what she was really capable of. Her mind went back to Helgen, the moment the black dragon had stared at her with beady red eyes. It had known her, and recognized something in her. Whether or not it had attacked because of her, she didn't know, but that's why she needed to see what the Greybeards had to say.

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Elle looked up at him and smiled at his response, but it faltered when he mentioned the Greybeards, her expression becoming more thoughtful as he laid out some options. Honestly, with all the chaos, she had completely forgotten that he was wearing a guard's uniform, laughing slightly at his disdain. "It would probably be best if we got you some real armor before we do anything else," she replied, picking up her plate and sitting back down again, "But food first," she added, taking a bite out of her chicken. She really was starving, having a light breakfast and skipping lunch due to the whole dragon attack.

She was quiet for a minute as she ate, lost in thought. She was extremely relieved that Nil would stick with her, but now she had to decide what she wanted to do next. She had wanted answers about the dragons, and the Greybeards could offer them. Since the threat only seemed to be growing, that information was going to be vital. Maybe she should find out what she could and what her role in all of this was before she jumped to any conclusions about not wanting any part of it. She didn't, but then again, innocent lives could be at stake here. If there was anything she could do to prevent the dragons from tearing Skyrim apart, she at least had to try, even if she didn't feel like she was up to the task. She now had a friend by her side, so that certainly helped her confidence and calmed some of her fears.

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Dude your fine, I don't really have time for lengthy replies either XD

Soviet Amerika - Red Dawn-Inspired Alternate History

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ғᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ || 25 ʏ/ᴏ || ᴋᴏʀᴇᴀɴ-ᴀᴍᴇʀɪᴄᴀɴ

Physical Description

Fairly slight and standing at an average height of 5'6, Nari looks more of her Korean mother than her American father, her figure lacking any substantial curves, with rounded face, pointed chin, and hooded eyes. She doesn't have much to show in terms of any muscle, but is pretty athletic from keeping up a regular workout routine. Her hair is dark, dark brown and more on the wavy and frizzy side, reaching her mid back when worn down. She is dark of eye with a rosy skin tone, a sprinkling of freckles on her face, shoulders, and arms, inherited from her father. Her smile is slightly crooked from a childhood injury where she badly damaged her lip after falling during an ice skating accident which required stitches. A big fan of mom jeans and crop tops and tends to favor whatever is comfortable and cheap in terms of clothing.

History

Born in Charlotte, North Carolina, Nari was the third child out of a set of four, with two older half brothers and a younger sister. Her immigrant mother met her recently divorced father when his sons were two and five years old, leaving a three year age gap between herself and the youngest boy, Daniel. She spent her early childhood living in Charlotte with her family until work called her father up to Massachusetts for work when she was fourteen, taking his family with him. She wasn't happy about leaving her friends and the only home she had known, and became very sullen after the move. She missed the warmth of the south and simply despised the northern winters. However, she slowly came out of her shell as she made friends and adapted to her new home.

She was always a very smart girl, and did fairly well in school. She had always wanted to become an astronaut when she grew up, but the older she got, the more impractical it seemed. Still, she had a fascination with space, and didn't want to give that up. Being good with numbers and having a love of science, she decided very early on that she wanted to be an astrophysicist, as she found the subject matter to be truly fascinating. After graduating high school, she did two years at Massachusetts Institute of Technology before transferring in to Harvard to finish her undergrad and continue her masters. In her first year of college, her parents got her a puppy as a going away present, though she had explicit instructions to train Hye to be a guard dog. Her parents had always been very protective of her and her siblings growing up, sometimes unreasonably so, but Nari couldn't argue with that. She studied the Russian language during school, as she ultimately wanted to work for NASA, which used to work closely with their Russian counterpart.

She and her best friend were taking a little weekend vacation to visit the latter's family, making the short drive with Hye in tow when the attack happened. In the mayhem, she was separated from her friend. Terrified and unable to return home or contact her family in the chaos, she checked into a motel to hide out for a bit. Via her laptop, she managed to find out about the guerrilla effort, and decided to join. She may not be a fighter, but she could do a lot from behind the scenes, which would give her a chance to find out whether or not her family was still alive.

Psychological Profile

Nari comes off rather shy timid sort, but her introverted first impression conceals a spunky and clever side exhibited with people she is comfortable with. She's generally very sweet and mellow, but has a subtle feistiness to her that proves she isn't one to be walked over. She is very smart with numbers and computers, though not so much with people, and can be a but oblivious to social cues and quicker humor at times if she is not familiar with a person. She's practical and quick thinking, and is good at coming up with effective solutions on the fly if need be.

She's a sensitive sort with a soft spot for people in general, and is very put off by the whole invasion. She believes her expertise can help the resistance, but ultimately wants to get back to her family. She is just as protective of Hye as he is of her, and the two are practically inseparable.

Skillset:

• Good with numbers
• Trilingual { English, Korean, Russian }
• A computer whiz, there's nothing she can't use, fix, or hack
• Her dog, Hye, is an exceptionally trained guard dog

Equipment:

• Pepper spray
• A black SUV that sits seven
• A dog whistle
• A heavy duty laptop and portable charger
• A flash drive

Other:

Hye

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Don't sweat it dude, I'm hella busy with school and concept art -.-

Soviet Amerika - Red Dawn-Inspired Alternate History

<Snipped quote by Little Italy>

Yeah, sure. Let's see what they are though. Would they be related?

@HeySeuss

Could be, if you would rather. I can make one for now, and if need be or if it seems alright, I can make another.

Soviet Amerika - Red Dawn-Inspired Alternate History

I'm interested! I do love a good "what if" plot line, especially of this caliber. In regards to characters, are we allowed to create two?

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As hungry as she was, Elle forgot her food existed for a moment as she awaited his response with bated breath. He was silent for so long that it made her more anxious and worried than she really needed to be. Her eyes followed him as he stood and finally spoke, her expression clearly crestfallen when he mentioned going home, casting her gaze to the ground. But when he continued, she knitted her brows in confusion and looked back up at him. It made sense that he would be curious about her identity as dragonborn, being someone of considerable power himself, however it was his mentioning that he actually enjoyed her company that caught her off guard, at least she was pretty sure what he had actually said was Nil speak for he had taken a shine to her. It made her smile slightly, especially when he made his intention of sticking with her clear.

"Really?" she asked in disbelief, clearly not expecting this answer. "Yes!" she exclaimed and stood up, but quickly caught herself and cleared her throat, "Uh, I mean, I'm not so sure about figuring out this Dovahkiin stuff on my own, and your help would be greatly appreciated," she said, taking on a more serious tone, "If I'm being honest, I'm not sure what I should do now. I wasn't even aware dragons existed up until a few days ago, and now it's my destiny to go fight them, which I'm am not exactly equipped to do."

Here she paused and pursed her lip before admitting with a small laugh, "I was actually going to ask if you wouldn't mind sticking with me, at least for a little while longer."

There were countless times within the past few days where she would have been surely dead if not for the half-mer. From Helgen up until standing between her and an enraged dragon a few hours ago, he had risked his safety for her time and time again. She had done her fair share of helping him too, and found it rather funny how well they clicked as a team, despite their many differences and being virtually opposites of one another. Besides, if she wanted or trusted anyone to help her with honest intentions, it was him. Anyone else just might want to use her for their cause. She had no idea how to handle power, and he certainly did, so maybe he could help her get a grip on all of this. There was no way she would be able to do this alone.

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Elle lifted her head when the sound of something being set on the table before her thudded softy, looking at the innkeeper who simply flashed her a smile as she walked away without a word. She looked down at the roast chicken and leeks on the wooden plate before her and her stomach growled when the smell hit her nose, reminding her how hungry she was. She refrained from digging in for a moment, noticing that Nil had not yet returned, and elected to pick up her plate and move to the kitchen, peering around the door way to see him seated by the fire. She hesitated a moment; she wanted to ask him what he planned on doing next, specifically, if he was going to leave her, but she didn't know how to bring it up without sounding weird or clingy. Honestly, she had grown pretty attached to him, and as of right now, he was basically her only friend in all of Skyrim and she was terrified of taking on all of this alone. She didn't know what to do, and while he may not either, maybe he would at least have some insight. Sure, she could throw a few fireballs and conjure a familiar, but as far as power went, he knew far more about wielding it than she did. But she couldn't ask that of him, he had no loyalty to her or any reason to risk his neck for her. Still, she didn't plan on just letting him go so quickly. They may have been unwillingly thrown together at Helgen, but after all they had endured together in such a short time, well, that had to count for something at least.

With a small exhale she stepped into the room and pulled up a stool beside her taller companion and sat down, eyes on the coals. "Hi," she greeted, planning on saying more, but at the moment, that's all she could manage. There was a lot to talk about and she didn't know where to start, or even if she had the energy to begin such a conversation. "I- um," she paused, setting her plate on her lap wringing her hands for a moment before glancing over at him, "Where do you think you'll go from here?" she asked slowly, her tone suggesting that she was afraid she knew the answer. At the very beginning of their acquaintance, he wanted nothing more than to go back to wherever it really was he hailed from, but now she was having a hard time getting a read on him. There was no earthly reason he could have wanted to continue following her around, he certainly had nothing to gain from it. He had made his disdain for mortals clear, so why he had continued to help her help the people of Skyrim was a mystery to her.

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@omerta Ugh that's so awesome tho XD