𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝑩𝑨𝑳𝑨𝑵𝑪𝑬.

HI THERE! this is an independent roleplay blog for EMILY BECKETT, an oc from the assassin’s creed universe ( ACIII ). 21+, selective, crossover & OC friendly. canon-divergent. written & loved by FIZZU. i look forward to interacting and developing our characters with you! 

SIDE BLOG: @freedomsake​  /  connor/ratonhnhaké:ton  (sporadic/low activity)

TLOU prompts.

A mere mutter beneath her breath. She thought nothing of it initially, but she'd been told of her silver-tongue. Perhaps not as a compliment; silver like the blades she wields beneath her coat. Her words are cunning as they are sharp. A woman with little to say, but when given the opportunity, she does not waste a moment nor her words. The Frontier often gives her liberty to speak her mind, with only the foliage and the wildlife as her audience. So after hearing Yuki's off-handed response, it's certainly a first for Emily to second guess her own judgement.

—An insult, really.

She does not stop on their path though. Her gaze simply treks to her left where he takes his place walking aside her.

"I am plenty funny."

i think it's safe to say that i've barely been on here, if at all, and so i'm hesitantly announcing that this blog will be on an hiatus. for how long? i've no idea whenever Em decides it's time for her to emerge from her cave ig. i don't plan on archiving this blog any time soon, but if it happens, i'll let y'all know. all who's left anyway LOL.

all threads are put on indefinite hold or closed if my partners choose to do so.

The call of sea gulls is a good sign that land soon approaches. The sound prompts Emily to head up to the deck. Early morning fog still disrupts visibility, but there’s a faint light at the end of the horizon. A distinct lighthouse. The sun peers through the fog, illuminating the city she once called home: Boston. The crisp autumn breeze fills her nostrils as she takes a deep breath. It smells like home, looks like home, but does it still feel like home, she wonders? 

Docking onto the pier is both a relief and a discomfort akin to a phantom ache. Her aversion for sailing the open seas has thankfully dissipated over time, but now, being on land feels more peculiar. Making her way off the docks—the transition from the wooden planks to the cobblestone streets—it occurs to her that so much has changed, but so much of it hasn’t either. The city is teeming with more life, bustling at every corner she turns. Taking a stroll down memory lane sounds tempting, but she yearns for something more grounding.

The Frontier.

just wanted to check in and see what's been happening—what new character developments & plots have been brewing up while i've been away. it's all been exciting to see! i never know how much writing + rping i'll get done in a year, but i'm hoping for more in the very near future. and maybe actually continuing some threads that have been sitting in my drafts for months lmao :'))

 suffers   from   it   /   in   remission.   occasionally   suffers.   potentiality.   never   suffers.

d&d character class asks — accepting.

Emily's fighting style + weapon of choice are explained further HERE! but her fighting style in general is essentially fluid, long range attacks. in close proximity, she uses her opponent's movements against them (redirecting their punches or swings), flowing in and out of their way. she also uses her own momentum to propel her strikes.

i imagine she eventually picks up a bow + arrow and learns archery. she also has grown quite fond of air rifles, particularly ones that shoots poison darts. just poison darts in general. as much as she dislikes the obnoxious sound of a firearm, she'd be willing to learn how to use a rifle at the very least. overall, she's pretty open to learning how to use a weapon so long as it's also long range.

d&d character class asks — accepting.

technically, Em's Eagle Vision is a natural talent. more is explained through the link, but essentially her 'natural talent' is the art of observation. she's always had an attention to detail, whether it's the type of fiber on a coat or a close estimate on how fresh a stag's tracks are. it comes in handy when she's hunting, and over the years, she's come to hone her Eagle Vision and make it her own. she's able to pick up on her target's energy—emotions, sometimes intentions. however, it takes a toll on her physically, ie exhaustion, so she only goes that far if she's deep into an investigation or mission.

she's not one to show off in general, so definitely not with her abilities. especially this one. if anyone suspects or asks her about it, she just shrugs it off as intuition.