“Hey, you’re Remy’s kid, ain’t ya?” one asked
“Maybe. And maybe I’m an Arabian slave trader here to collect this little lady to sell for two stallions” I sneered. Laura laughed.
“Yup, that’s her” one nodded
“Anyways, what’s it to Ты who I am?” I asked
“Well, we’re the Ripper’s, and we want Remy dead” the lead one said
“Your point?”
“Well, we’ll need bait to get him down here. And if he knows his daughter is here, he’ll come get her” he continued
“Pass” I said, getting up.
“It wasn’t an option” he smirked. Laura snarled.
“Don’t use your powers” I hissed. She gave me a questioning look, but nodded. I brought out my bow staff.
“Now ya’ll, I don’t want trouble. So just Переместить before I rearrange your face” I glared at them. They all laughed. I smacked one in the head, knocking him out cold.
“You made me angry. Ты will not like me when I’m angry” I snarled. They all laughed again. I heard a thump and Laura was on the floor.
“Laura!” I exclaimed, kneeling beside her. I saw an ugly bloody welt on her fore head. I guy was standing above her with a bloodied ворона bar. I snarled and pulled off my necklace.
“You wanna dance? Let’s dance!” I snarled, charging my necklace. I threw it at him. He was blasted into the wall. I pulled out my earrings and charged them.
“Go now” I snarled
“Why?” he asked
“Do Ты like where your face is placed?” I asked
“Yeah” he nodded
“Then leave me alone before it moves into a less desired place” In growled
“You think Ты can hold yourself against all of us?” he laughed
“No. I know I can beat all of you” I corrected. They all growled and lunged at me. My hair loosed itself, growing long and smacked them away. I smacked and slashed my way out of the bar, Laura slung over my shoulder. When I got out, I charged a parking meter and it exploded, shooting coins at my pursuers. I ran off with Laura. Before I could make it very far, one of the ‘Rippers’ jumped me and knocked me out. The last thing I saw was a man standing over me.
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I woke up tied to a chair. I struggled to get out, but the knots were surprisingly tight. A man came in.
“Where’s Remy?” he asked. I shrugged. He slapped me across the face.
“Maybe. And maybe I’m an Arabian slave trader here to collect this little lady to sell for two stallions” I sneered. Laura laughed.
“Yup, that’s her” one nodded
“Anyways, what’s it to Ты who I am?” I asked
“Well, we’re the Ripper’s, and we want Remy dead” the lead one said
“Your point?”
“Well, we’ll need bait to get him down here. And if he knows his daughter is here, he’ll come get her” he continued
“Pass” I said, getting up.
“It wasn’t an option” he smirked. Laura snarled.
“Don’t use your powers” I hissed. She gave me a questioning look, but nodded. I brought out my bow staff.
“Now ya’ll, I don’t want trouble. So just Переместить before I rearrange your face” I glared at them. They all laughed. I smacked one in the head, knocking him out cold.
“You made me angry. Ты will not like me when I’m angry” I snarled. They all laughed again. I heard a thump and Laura was on the floor.
“Laura!” I exclaimed, kneeling beside her. I saw an ugly bloody welt on her fore head. I guy was standing above her with a bloodied ворона bar. I snarled and pulled off my necklace.
“You wanna dance? Let’s dance!” I snarled, charging my necklace. I threw it at him. He was blasted into the wall. I pulled out my earrings and charged them.
“Go now” I snarled
“Why?” he asked
“Do Ты like where your face is placed?” I asked
“Yeah” he nodded
“Then leave me alone before it moves into a less desired place” In growled
“You think Ты can hold yourself against all of us?” he laughed
“No. I know I can beat all of you” I corrected. They all growled and lunged at me. My hair loosed itself, growing long and smacked them away. I smacked and slashed my way out of the bar, Laura slung over my shoulder. When I got out, I charged a parking meter and it exploded, shooting coins at my pursuers. I ran off with Laura. Before I could make it very far, one of the ‘Rippers’ jumped me and knocked me out. The last thing I saw was a man standing over me.
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I woke up tied to a chair. I struggled to get out, but the knots were surprisingly tight. A man came in.
“Where’s Remy?” he asked. I shrugged. He slapped me across the face.
Likes: Swords, animals, history
Best Friend: Blaine, Aryess
Loves: Aryess
Dislikes: Those who pick on the weak
Worst Habit: Too trusting
Personal Secret: I have very few scars
Избранное Food: French лук Soup, черника, блуберри pancakes
Избранное Color: Blue
Code Name: Lance?
Mentor/Inspiration: Arthur
Relations: Unaware of my birth parents
Base of Operations: Currently Nedora
Personal Home: Nedora
Occupation: Knight
Job: Knight
Team: None
What Symbolizes You: Excalibur. или justice and loyalty
Biggest Regret: Not taking one hit...
Dream Career: Professor of Arthurian History.
Most Последнее Nightmare: Realizing everything was a dream
Spirit Animal: Dog
Likes: Sweets
Best Friend: None
Loves: Heat
Dislikes: Cold
Worst Habit: Anti-Social
Personal Secret: I can dance really well
Избранное Food: Creamed Spinach
Избранное Color: Black
Code Name: Vixen
Mentor/Inspiration: Becca
Relations: None
Base of Operations: Resistance Headquarters
Personal Home: New York
Occupation: Mercenary
Job: Journalist
Team: Resistance
What Symbolizes You: Wind
Biggest Regret: Not falling in love
Dream Career: Travel writer
Most Последнее Nightmare: Uhh...
Spirit Animal: Fox