#xamani

Xamani "X" 🌙🍺🎆

Oc info jeje

Nacida en el antiguo Aztlan, hija de un gran chamán y descuartizada al morir ( encontrándose solo su mano derecha y su brazalete).

Sus cenizas fueron la base para la tinta en los tatuajes de Roo, quien ahora tiene que soportarla a ella y así y mejor amigo: "Nez"

A pesar de su naturaleza rebelde y caótica, es bastante bondadosa con aquellos que tengan problemas.

Gustos: Ir a discotecas, conciertos y peleas con Nez. Molestar a Roo.

Pasatiempos: Ver películas o series. Astronomía.

Comida favorita: Nopales con carne, la bebida (pulque, cerveza, etc). Palomitas con chile.

Menos favorita: Calabaza y palomitas de queso.

Disgustos: Roo en modo mamón, la gente abusiva, ver a Roo sufrir.

Estatura: 1.55 m ( solo su torso)

Translation 🖤

Xamani “X”

Born in ancient Aztlan, daughter of a great shaman and dismembered upon her death (only her right hand and bracelet were found).

Her ashes were used as ink for Roo's tattoos, who now has to put up with her and her best friend, “Nez.”

Despite her rebellious and chaotic nature, she is quite kind to those in trouble.

Likes: Going to nightclubs, concerts, and fighting with Nez. Teasing Roo.

Hobbies: Watching movies or series. Astronomy.

Favorite food: Nopales with meat, drinks (pulque, beer, etc.). Popcorn with chili.

Least favorite: Pumpkin and cheese popcorn.

Dislikes: Roo being a jerk, abusive people, seeing Roo suffer.

Height: 5'1" (torso only)

Sociopath by Stayloose

Israel x Amani

The feelings I caught The time that I lost It's tough looking back when I thought what I thought                                                      Yeah, I feel ashamed Embarrassed with rage so I bloody the rain on your pity parade

Grinding his teeth together in agitation Israel sat in Maximus' living room, his face pressed against the window as he watched the rain beat down upon the earth. He had been sitting here for quite some time after the guard had dumped him here with Maximus and Amani. To say he was displeased put it mildly. The guard had said it was for his own good. That maybe it would clear the sour thoughts brewing in his head. Bull. Shit. Glowering out at seemingly nothing he finally fell over on his side. His silent temper tantrum coming to an end. Hearing a feminine laugh behind him, his gaze flicked to look at Amani who stood before him. What's so funny? He mouthed, genuinely confused as she shook her head and stated that it was "Nothing". No, it's something. He quipped, sitting up with his legs crossed as he eyed her in an accusing fashion. "You just look so sad." She said with a shrug, his gaze sliding away. He didn't know how to take that. He looked sad. In what way? Emotionally? Or physically? Or both. Taking his pointer fingers, he pushed his lips up into a smile. Better? He mouthed tightly, before letting his lips fall. Watching her move to sit on the couch he looked back out the window. Maybe if he ignored her, she would disappear. After several minutes he finally looked back at her. If you must know... I'm feeling things... and it's disgusting... and it hurts.... and I hate it... He huffed, his gaze softening as he let his tight posture fall. It was just them. No Maximus to root around his head. Maximus. He frowned. Don't tell him I told you this. Okay? But I feel... I don't know... bad? He bit his lip, scratching his shoulder blade. Sorry I was an ass... when I first met you... I swear I'm not a complete sociopath...