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Nathalia Soltero – Gift Stop – Finn & Nicole


Nat’s eyes stayed glued to the man before her, refusing to break eye contact and show any more fear that she probably already did. It wasn’t until a shadow of a figure appeared behind him and a young woman peered over, her eyes seeming welcoming. The sight of her nearly broke Nathalia as she seemed to be the age of one of her younger sisters. She gave herself a brief moment to feel her emotions before turning back to the man and forcing herself to stand her ground.

”I’m Finn, Finn Loughty”

The sound of his voice softening gave Nathalie a sense of relief. They couldn’t be there to hurt her, could they? Especially not when there seemed to be a teenager involved. Only a monster would do that. “I….” before she could say anything else, the young woman stuck her hand out in a gesture that Nathalie had not seen in what seemed to be decades. “Nicole. That’s a pretty name, you can call me Nat.” The woman’s voice was must softer and trusting than before as she took a couple of steps to reach over and shake Nicole’s hands. She turned her attention to the man again and nodded after he spoke, “I came here to try and get some time to myself. I haven’t eaten in several days and I just wanted to sleep. Can’t catch a break though.” She gave him a half smile before returning to the window where she had initially stood.

As Finn spoke, Nathalie took the time to study him and his companion. If they had meant any ill will they would have already tried something. Both seemed like they had gentle souls, at least for the time being. It was almost comforting to have others around her. She was tired of always having her guard up, but even then, she couldn’t afford to give herself that false sense of security, especially when she hardly knew the couple. When he spoke about the mall soon being filled with the dead, she sighed and took a look out of the window, agreeing silently with him.

“I don’t have any family here. I am originally from Cali, I don’t know how to get back. Before all of this happened, my parents had told me how horrible things were getting over there, worse than here, so I think going back is a mistake all on its own.” She looked back at them for a second before crouching down and packing any items that might have been messily poking out. She noticed she had two cans of chili which she had been saving for a rainy day. She was tired of chili, it was all she had eating for days on end and was hoping she could find something else in the mall. She planned on eating half a can later that night if her adventure was not successful. Although she didn’t fully trust the two that had broken into the shop, she wanted to both show that she meant no harm and that she was grateful that they didn’t rob or kill her.

“Um,” she cleared her throat, “Here. I have two of these if y’all would like them.” After fixing her backpack, she stood back up with the two cans in either hand. She tossed one at Finn and the other at Nicole. “Take it as a token of my appreciation for not jumping me and running off with my stuff.” She let out a soft laugh before wrapping her jean jacket around her waist and placing the backpack on her back. “Finn is right though; the mall will be crawling with the dead if we do not move.” She walked slowly back to the barricaded door and sighed, not knowing exactly where she would go to next.

@Juniper
Scarlett
She has short, blonde hair styled in a pixie cut. Her eyes are more green than hazel and she has freckles splayed on her cheeks and nose on her fair skin. Scarlett is graceful, having spent her years in gymnastics and ballet. She has no tattoos and the only piercings that she has are the two on her ears. She prefers to wear clothing that will help her remain free and flexible. She's usually wearing some sort of running pants or leggings, a loose long sleeved black shirt and a black hoodie over it; she wears this along with running shoes.



Name
Scarlett Watson

Age
25

Skills
A gymnast, is a people person, book smart and can cook.

Preferred Weapons
9mm beretta, gator machete pro, and whatever else she can find whenever she faces trouble.

Personality
Scarlett will welcome almost anyone with open arms and a smile on her face. Scarlett is a complete sweetheart from the moment she meets someone. Don't let it fool you though, everyone has their secrets. Once Scarlett is pissed, she has no mercy, but she will rather leave people to die by the walkers than actually kill them.

Brief Bio
Originally from Pheonix, Arizona but ended up in the city when she received a full ride scholarship. She was the eldest of her siblings, as well as having a twin that was lost in the outbreak, although not knowing is she is alive or dead. Unfortunately, she had a younger sister and a baby brother that were killed when the outbreak happened, along with her parents. Scarlett would volunteer at a nearby gym to help kids with gymnastics while her twin worked as a part-time store manager at the local mall.
@Belle I kinda want to bring Scarlett into this. What do you think?
Nathalie Soltero – Gift Shop – Finn Loughty


After the piercing scream and gunshots, it had gone eerily quiet again. Nathalia kept her eyes locked on the outside of the shop, focusing fully on the direction where the scream had come from. Her mind was so completely engulfed with the possibilities of what might be happening beyond the walls of her shelter, that she had hardly heard the sounds of movement inside those ‘protective walls’. She had pushed them aside, not taking them in as a priority since she had already cleared the shop; if it were one of the dead, they were to have made more noise along with their disgusting groaning.

The young woman had moved a bit to get a better angle to look in different directions when she heard something like a voice. This caused her to stand up straight from her semi crouch. Part of her wanted to investigate, but there were other times where she had heard voices as well and there was nothing. Just her mind tricking her into thinking that there were others, fooling her into getting her hopes up.

”Who are you?”

Nathalie spun around, gasping slightly as a booming voice back from behind her. She had her machete in hand but when her eyes landed on the man questioning her, she was able to tell that she had no chance. The man stood at least a whole foot taller than her, if not more, and judging by the sound of movement behind him, there was at least another person there.

“I… I’m Nathalie. Who are you?” Unfortunately, Nathalie’s voice did not come out as full of authority as the man before her. She wanted to show that she would stand her ground too, but she had been taken by surprise, causing her to not only lose her focus but her thoughts. Not to mention that she had just woken up a few minutes ago. “I don’t want to hurt anyone. I just stopped by here to get some rest.” Her eyes slowly looked around, making sure there was no one else that was going to take her by surprise from another angle. Sweat started forming on her forehead again as she began to stress out on how she’d get out of there since she had barricaded the door. ’The door. I closed it off with a book shelf…’ “How did you get in here? I blocked off the door with a book shelf and it’s locked from the inside….” Her blue eyes made their way back to the man, her voice was slowly regaining composure as she asked her questions, although she still didn’t feel as confident as the man probably did.

@Juniper
@Belle I had a question, will there be a chat for this one or strictly OOC?

Nathalie Soltero – Gift Shop – Open to Interaction


“This shit is never ending!” Nathalie practically hissed as she pulled hairs off her own face. The humidity was as suffocating as always, causing Nat’s ever-growing hair to stick to her face and neck. It was one of her biggest pet peeves at the moment, as trivial as it might seem. She had contemplated cutting it, but constantly reminded herself of how much her sisters loved her long hair because it was fun to braid. With a sigh, Nat pulled her hair up and threw it into a messy, half assed ponytail. It was too hot for her to care and she didn’t have the energy after walking for the majority of the morning.

Fortunately, Nathalie had found shelter in a gift shop. The shade had helped the temperature drop a couple of degrees, but the humidity hadn’t budged. She had been sitting on the floor, her back against the wall, letting her heart rate lower. She had taken off her jean jacket in order to get more ventilation but that didn’t seem to help at all. “I miss my AC.” Half a sob came out of her mouth as she let herself fall to the ground; her jacket being used as a pillow. Her eyes stayed glued to the door that she had blocked with a bookshelf. She wished that she could at least keep the doors and windows open to let a breeze come in, but there were too many dangers; both human and dead. She had come across more living than dead at this point and from what she had come to find out was that the majority of them meant more harm than good.

It hadn’t been long, or at least Nathalie thought it hadn’t, when she suddenly heard gunshots. Her eyes shot wide open, giving her little time to realize that she had dozed off. A following scream had the young woman scrambling to her feet, grabbing all of her belongings as fast as she possibly could. ’I swear to god it never stops,’ she thought to herself as she crept over to the nearest window to peek out of.


Name
Nathalie “Nat” Soltero

Age
27

Skills
- Stealth; being barely 5’3” on a good day helps a lot when trying to sneak past undetected.
- Climbing; one of Nathalie’s favorite hobbies was rock climbing with her friends, whether it was in the outdoors or in a gym.

Preferred Weapons
- Gator Machete 19”
- 9mm Berretta

Personality
Nathalie is a very reserved and cautious woman. Although her inner self wants to be optimistic and find the bright side in every situation, she has to continuously stop herself and tell herself to think realistically. Not being able to get in contact with her family and not knowing what happened with her little sisters eats away at her mental well being little by little. At times, it seems to overwhelm her, and the panic starts to set in. She is a very family oriented and being around other people can give her a bit of that feeling, although being alone doesn’t bother her anymore as it gives her time to try and figure out what her next steps are without having to worry about anyone else.

Brief Bio
Born in Chula Vista, California, Nathalie is the eldest of three girls. Her younger sisters are 16 and 14 and the three of them were unbelievably close before Nat left to college. FaceTime soon became their best friend as Nat pursued her education further on into her Master’s. Finding a job became all too easy and Nat fell into the typical 9-5 job before she knew it, unfortunately having to break it to her family that she would not be returning until the completion of her education and finding a transfer for her job. She kept a small group of close friends, choosing not to stray from the usual, and chose not to date. She led a simple life and wished for nothing more until the outbreak happened.
@Belle POSTING NOW LOL


Name
Nathalie “Nat” Soltero

Age
27

Skills
- Stealth; being barely 5’3” on a good day helps a lot when trying to sneak past undetected.
- Climbing; one of Nathalie’s favorite hobbies was rock climbing with her friends, whether it was in the outdoors or in a gym.

Preferred Weapons
- Gator Machete 19”
- 9mm Berretta

Personality
Nathalie is a very reserved and cautious woman. Although her inner self wants to be optimistic and find the bright side in every situation, she has to continuously stop herself and tell herself to think realistically. Not being able to get in contact with her family and not knowing what happened with her little sisters eats away at her mental well being little by little. At times, it seems to overwhelm her, and the panic starts to set in. She is a very family oriented and being around other people can give her a bit of that feeling, although being alone doesn’t bother her anymore as it gives her time to try and figure out what her next steps are without having to worry about anyone else.

Brief Bio
Born in Chula Vista, California, Nathalie is the eldest of three girls. Her younger sisters are 16 and 14 and the three of them were unbelievably close before Nat left to college. FaceTime soon became their best friend as Nat pursued her education further on into her Master’s. Finding a job became all too easy and Nat fell into the typical 9-5 job before she knew it, unfortunately having to break it to her family that she would not be returning until the completion of her education and finding a transfer for her job. She kept a small group of close friends, choosing not to stray from the usual, and chose not to date. She led a simple life and wished for nothing more until the outbreak happened. [/center]
@Belle I miss Scarlett and Katie moments!
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