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" Ah! Miss Dorothy! " calls that fashion designer weirdo from some time ago. " Surprised to see you here. Figured you were the type who liked her parties a little more low key. " An assumption, yes. But could you blame him for thinking that? She looks like the definition of champagne wishes and caviar dreams! " You enjoying yourself? "
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i'd like to reapp dorothy from goddess of victory: nikke after being hit in the ac! thank u
Welcome back to scenic Isola Radiale, Dorothy!
You will be housed in HOUSE 105.
You will retain everything you had in your previous stay.
PLEASE NOTE: As you were removed in an activity check you have one week to make two eligible IC posts or else you will be considered inactive once more.
– mod pleiades.
continued from [ awoo! ] - @ungratefuloz
After seeing the replies from Dorothy, Marian tries to register these meanings, knowing it could need them for... future stuff. Who knows, it may be fun at all asides her child-like mind.
[TO: dorothy]
'festival? i remember that.'
'ooooo so scarier the costume more candy? wow!'
'wish i have candy.'
'happy halloween! am i doing this right?'
There will be more to ask since she contacted Dorothy first than anyone...
weave and sew
WEAVING WASN'T EXACTLY HIS FORTE, given the way calloused hands were meant for weaponry to swing and slice. thick fingers struggle to keep hold of the needle in a steady fashion, the thread constantly dropping lower and lower towards his fiery feet. ❝ I should've left this up to Athena and that one miss who went up against her, shouldn't I have? ❞ little comments as these sprinkle their way into his work. at least until the smell of smoke and the heat of fire call to his attention...
❝ Oh Gods一 ❞
and before he can even react, the flame shoots up the thread with haste, making its way into the clump of fabric he already and poorly weaved together. well, there went that poor show of effort, along with... threatening the other spindles of yarn? one hand reaches out to pat it down before the stinging begins, causing a hiss to escape his mouth as he shakes his hand. right, he wasn't fireproof here just yet.
❝ You, uh... wouldn't have any water to use by chance, would you? You know. For putting out flames and the like. Unless you'd like to see this place burn down, then we may have a bit of a problem here. ❞ he glances over at the woman beside him, urgent in all his hapless glory.
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"Glad to see you are answered the door Dorothy. For a moment I thought I'd need to break it down to make sure you weren't trying to flake out on me."
If there was one thing the newer Rapi was better at it was being much more forward with her dates and requests. She hadn't forgotten about the "request" she made the Pilgrim, ensuring the day after Rapi made the text the red haired woman was knocking at their door. Despite the thinly veiled threat when she opened the door (and through texts this morning as well) it seemed like everything was going to go well.
...Or about as well as it could go with the two of them together and no Commander around.
"Remember we're going out as friends today. I do hope you'll keep that in mind while we go about our day."
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⠀⠀@ungratefuloz is lost in thought at the Garden of Ash...
⠀⠀⠀⠀"You come here far too often for someone that never has anything to show for it. Especially when you seem to try so hard to keep the ash off of your clothes, Madam." The Count stepped from the entrance of the cavern to address the leaving woman in white, his curiosity now peaked after spotting this woman in this area so many times. It wouldn't hurt to probe for some answers to his suspicions, so long as the young-looking woman humors the cloaked stranger.
THOUGH DESERTS WERE NOT HER FORTE, she has found herself within the land's of burnt umber time and again. it was necessary in order to familiarize herself with these foreign lands, much like the trailblazer once had to do upon arriving upon amphoreus. it was a humbling experience, in some ways, reminding her that you, too, could become the trespasser were circumstances to allow. whether or not she was truly encroaching on this land was up for debate, given so many others who have been brought here...
including a woman who seems keen upon the rumors that circulate an illusional space within the sands, something she had been curious of in her own time upon hearing of it as well. she waits patiently, taking a moment before approaching the other respectfully, offering a polite smile as her gaze drifts over her after her prior company leaves.
❝ Forgive me for overhearing, but the Last Repose... were you interested in seeking it out, too? ❞
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it had started out simple enough. though she wasn't banking on getting caught up dealing with a small hoarde of the glitched, she had help– if one could call it that. the commander knew dorothy as something of an old friend of snow's, and while the pink-haired nikke could be a pain in the ass, she was clearly a capable fighter and shepard wasn't one to turn down any sort of assistance. the sort of silent cooperation was working, too– reluctant as she was to pull the trigger, casualities were inevitable and the hoard was thinning.
and then every single glitch surrounding them vanished.
it wasn't silent. no, their screeching was still echoing around the two, but they couldn't be seen. she'd have thought it to be a new ability were it not for the short beep from her phone, followed by the Normandy's AI speaking into her comms.
commander, a modifier has been applied via your cellular device. please adjust your combat plan accordingly– hostile lifesigns are still converging on your area.
" Heads up!" she shouts towards the Nikke a few feet behind her on the battlefield as she arms herself with her pistol. " They've got–" but words are cut off as a glitch quickly flashes into view far too close to Shepard, causing her to curse as she jerks her body to the side. claws scrape against her armor, unable to pierce, and as she aims her gun on the spot where the glitched should be...........there was nothing. " Son of a bitch."
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