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virideiu

Had the man never laid eyes upon this woman , yet there was familiarity that eased his heart some way. Kakashi pulled his book from his pouch and opened to where he left off, trying to place focus in the novel as steps made towards the other.'With that body posture, she must be..' The man thought to himself as his eye would peek over from his readings to study her but would go back momentarily as steps grew closer.

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          This was definitely not the Farm. But rather than being struck by fear and confusion- the child felt an excited itch to explore. He never got to leave the Farm; and while he had absolutely no idea how or why he was in this city, he was going to have a little bit of fun before he worried about getting home.

          Golden eyes glued to the skyscrapers, he didn't see the girl in front of him until they had both collided.

Sector 003; one away from where he should be and after oversleeping on route, facing a dizzying amount of train travel, getting his wallet swiped, being too thwarted by the strange faces and places to react instinctively, and nearly losing Makuhita's Pokeball, Brawly's decided he knows what is going on. 

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Laei :: virideiu

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MAN THO... Amber you are by far the best OC writer I've had the pleasure of rping with, and Laei is a precious bae. Your writing style is so much fun to read, and the interactions between Laei and other characters is genuinely enjoyable when I see them come across my dash.

Some might call a zombie apocalypse setting over-used, but the way you integrated her story and the unique aspects of her life, -including the environment of France over that of say, I dunno, the ever unfortunate United States that seems to be the only place that can ever have zombies ever. Usually exclusive to Georgia and Florida- makes for a wonderful new spin that makes Laei her own character with her own life.

Her powers are believable and they fit naturally into her journey, her skills in combat are just as fluid to her character and I can't tell you how much I respect your ability to do that, since I personally struggle with that aspect of my own OCs. 

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A tree. A large fir tree, ornaments hung off and tinsel encircling every branch would stand in the center of the bureau. And underneath the fir tree, there would vibrantly wrapped, pristine presents stowed away for every member.

For Desmond, there would be an assortment of sweaters, a hoodie, stainless steel equipment fit for bartending, various boardgames, a laptop, an iPhone, and a puppy accompanied with the necessities required to tend to it.

For Aveline, there would be an assortment of designer dresses, a collection of alligator plushies, a set of decorative daggers, a rope dart and a brand new pair of boots.

For Malik, there would various pens--all with a gold finish and black ink that flowed with utmost fluidity. There would also be a jetspa foot massager, an assortment of lightup sweaters as well as a collection of Eagle feathers.

For Claudia, there would be a deluxe makeup set and an assortment of dresses as well--however, there would also be hard cash, at least 10k worth of it...she would receive a pen akin to that of Malik's.

For Altair, there would a collection of decorative swords, a massage chair, various pairs of boots and lightup sweaters to coordinate with Malik.

For Laei, there would be ballet shoes, a ballet bar, various French themed souvenirs such as a miniature scale of the Eiffel tower and--...robes. Robes tailored to her measurements, crafted to her individual sense of style and demeanor.

For Ezio?

He knows well what he received.

Breakfast would be served--and a reservation for one of the Hive's most expensive restaurants would be set atop their presents. And so, a note hanging from the tree would merely read

Desmond > Laei > Aveline

If there were a list of things that Desmond never wanted to wake up to, ‘trapped in an apparently underground maze with no escape except some vague instructions’ would probably be one of them. Not that it would have ever occurred to him to actually consider putting something like on any sort of list in the first place, since that was far-fetched even for him.

Aside from the sheer bizarreness of it all, there was at least something good. A feeling that wasn’t entirely all that different than when he had been plugged into the Animus drew his attention immediately. To his left and right were two familiar faces-

“Laei? Aveline?”

His body was tense, on guard after the shift in environment, but he recognized them to be real with a flicker of his Eagle Vision. He lacked really anything to say, the situation being pretty mysterious and nothing being certain, he voiced the first thing that came to mind.

“…You guys come here often?”