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3: Has your OC gone through different incarnations during their stay on Tumblr? Were they reimagined or have they stayed the same all this time? 

(Mmmmmm-not particularly? D8;;;;; River’s the first and only OC except for one other who’s password I forgot that I have going on Tumblr; and aside from little things with my bruh Cherry on Skype sometimes, I haven’t roleplayed her anywhere else. River easily let’s herself get ‘defined’ by the people she chooses to hang around with though, so there’s room for that to change. xD

If anything she WAS supposed to be more of a ‘serious’-chill than the Alpha Dork she is currently, so she has changed a tad. =0)

19: Have they ever been injured? Sick? How do they deal with it? 

(PFFFFFT WHEN YOU’RE A PROFESSIONAL KILLER, IT’S WEIRD NOT TO GET INJURED… Almost all of her scars have an interesting story to them, too. River doesn’t get sick very often, though, she keeps herself in shape and tries to stay reasonably healthy; because she doesn’t have TIME to be ill.

Six blocks and still counting... Not impressive, but in a city as expansive as Gotham, that was more than enough grounds to write-off the male’s constant presence a ways behind her as mere coincidence. An enemy? Someone she ‘slighted’ somehow? From this distance, she couldn’t be sure if he was familiar; but whoever this was, he wasn’t very skilled at tailing people... The stench of amatuerity, while a bit amusing, is almost insulting.

Might as well say ‘hi’. Thus, she ducks into a side-alley the first chance given.

And when he rounds that corner as expected, River is right there WAITING for him. Like a hawk, she snatches him up by the front of his shirt and drags the shorter guy into the alley, green eyes stone cold and unblinking as she raises him near eye-level against a building’s wall... Slowly, for good measure.

“Fifteen seconds.”