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Updating playlist thing on my bio today, if you're ever looking for the link again or want it on a different platform just pm me and tricky will hook you up.
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This one time I seriously considered buying a dick rose phone case.
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Just about every character has a mish mash of skills and specialties, with sides of weird hobbies. :>

While having a variety of backgrounds everyone hails from~
Since we're all working on collabs at the moment we should probably figure out posting order.

Morty and I are working to get to the Yolac and subsequently pick up Tonka, Drono and Kasy.

Fallen, Hellis, DJ and Zombie are running another collab covering Haze and Serena's rescue, air support and all that jazz.

While Fallen and Rtron are having a after rescue collab back on the Borealis.

The AA Guns will give us some trouble with escape, I threw in a small edge however when Dex was hacking the communications network. She tagged the Kite and Borealis with confusing duplicate serial numbers matching ships the smuggler's own. On scanners it would be difficult to discern which is which but anybody with eyes could tell the Borealis isn't theirs.
@Zombiedude101@DJAtomika@Hellis@Dervish

Peeked at the other pads, don't forget Dex was trying to hail the Observation Team on their way to pick up Haze and Serena. This message in particular.

β€œWe are all green for secure communications. Borealis, Kite, Observation Team, and Infiltration Team are now connected. What the fuck is going on? Security from the compound reported contact on Happy Cliffs, Observation Team. Please tell me they’re taken care of."

Communication between all team members have been secured. If they're reasonably too busy to respond that's all gravy. Save for Drono, the other half of the Jury Riggers hasn't a clue what's going on with their support up on the cliffs.
@Fallenreaper

Consensus has been that once this mission finishes I can, aye.

Alternative idea was running into one of the current crew members when the ship stops off somewhere. Though that'd probably work quite well too.


Or a stowaway~
I'll be getting a Lethe post up tonight. Feel free to keep posting in the meantime.

@Bright_Ops If your struggling with getting the right text color, I have all the hex codes/names for everyone's colors in the characters section. Or you could quote the post or view it raw to get it that way.

<Snipped quote>

And is Jillian wearing a mask? I thought I read that she wasn't? Unless I missed it somewhere in DearTrickster's IC post....

Also-- if anybody here wants to add me on Skype for easier communication, just let me know and I'll PM you my username.


I don't think I was specific if Jillian was wearing one, I was just going to roll with it because I honestly plain ole forgot to mention it lol.

"She's wearing a mask."

"CoughO-OH OF COURSE SHE IS. hAhA."

All smooth-like.
With my post I would have thrown in mentions at the bottom but it's essentially just Odette reflecting on the most recent events and it's not really any pertinent information to be found. So... yee
banner credit to Hellis
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Time: Early Morning - Final Day in New York City
Location: Ritz-Carlton Rooftop, New York City


Far above the city skyline with the sun rising slowly on the horizon, above the smog of the city, and the noise. Odette Favre stretched across her yoga matt. It had been a few days since she returned to New York free of further distractions.

The chill of the wind didn’t seem to phase the ballerina as she warmed up. Moving from the downward dog position to the tree position. Her mind seemed to be a peace, at the crack of dawn where she started everyday with slow measured breaths. The calm and quiet she valued most from her day, it was precious. Odette held the tree pose for a few minutes, remaining completely still, her spine was straight as a board and her shoulders square. Her callused toes were pressed against her calf, clear signs of previous injuries in her left big toe, it bent at an unnatural angle. While her muscles warmed up, the quiet in her mind invited the arcane stream involuntarily. White whisps of light lifting the blue hair off the nape of her neck.

Breathing in through her nose and exhaling through her mouth she slowly switched to her other foot, eyes closed.

The worries of the day were waiting for her the moment the hour was up. Curiosity of what Lekh would dig up on Racheli. How she would respond to his inevitable question in return for his work. If she let herself to think and concentrate on her magic coating his soul would give her his general location. That was if she allowed herself.

While she would need to reflect on plans to retrieve the location of Soloman’s Cube piece lying with Titania, the Queen of the Fey Courts in England. She couldn’t stand to visit England more than she needed to. Perhaps even spend time focusing on contingencies to protect herself against The Broker. Greed Incarnate simply could not be trusted, nor could the rest of the little cabal he was forming. Barron involved meant certain trouble for the likes of her association with The Shroud Syndicate. Barron was infamously on the prowl striking out against the Syndicate ambitiously.

The Shroud Syndicate… At home on her shelf next to her grimoires was a little red wooden trunk known better as Le Sourvenir Coffre. It was filled with a very special memory from the kingpin himself, The Cowl. It was now valued among her more prized possessions. A secret worth millions.

Even if those thoughts weren’t the first in line to pull her focus, her most recently acquired asset in the form of an intelligent golem named Mandate would surely make space in her mind. The curiosity was the last thing she’d ever imagine to stumble upon in Central Park a few days ago. Odette was glad she had discovered the mercury golem. Mandate was unlike anything she had ever seen before in golems, she innately resisted Odette’s cloaking spell directly. Not sure what else to do with her beyond making time to perform some stress tests when she returned home, Mandate was left in the capable hands of Mara the goblin in Paris. Without hearing from Mara since then, Odette safely assumed things were going alright. It was easy enough to gain Mandate’s trust, taking advantage of her child-like naivete.

Odette moved to a sitting chair pose, outstretching her arms in front of her. Breathing in through her nose and exhaling through her mouth.

Priorities for the day were simple however. Her eyes opened, her vision filled with dawn light warming her face and her body. Today was to celebrate the final day in New York at Lincoln Center then spend the rest of the afternoon filling her empty luggage bag with whatever she bought in the Garment District. Spoiling Kendra rotten, hopefully, if she allowed her to. Kendra never failed to note how Odette was able to afford so much on the same salary. A new jacket or some jewellery managed to distract her dear friend more often than not. Tomorrow she would board a plane, riding in First Class with Kendra (Odette arranged for the upgrade to look like an accident).

Today would be for playing the part of an ordinary woman.

She breathed in through her nose and exhaled through her mouth.
@Mortarion I'll be able to work on the collab some more tomorrow night, I gotta edit some of my replies as well. I'll @ mention you when I'm on the pad though.
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@DearTrickster OMG I love Brandi Carlile. Fshaw.


Yeah I love her too! Her voice and writinggg. <3 Love.
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