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Kingsglaive {Filled}

@Samara Already in it ;)

Incarceron - The Tales of New Ancora

@Ghost Shadow To be honest, I only just got back into the swing of things. This one kinda burned me because I couldn't dish out long posts for it, so it went on the back burner. I do want to continue it, but I'm not sure I could throw out a super long post like the others.

Titan's Vanguard

I'd like Pangaea if we are choosing.

Titan's Vanguard

Hmm I am intrigued by this.

Kingsglaive {Filled}

I finished my relationships part. Lemme know what people think.

The Mavericks | Neo-Genesis

@knighthawk If it's smoke, it can be manipulated by her. I imagine being low-tier, she can't do things like huge smoke bombs and such, but small smoke bombs, no problem

Kingsglaive {Filled}

We definitely got an interesting bunch here

Kingsglaive {Filled}

ayyyyy, I posted. Hope you enjoy!

Kingsglaive {Filled}

B L A I R C L O V E R F I E L D

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The Tipsy Noble

"Hey cutie! Another beer over here!"

The big, burly man called over to Blair as she had her back turned to him and was trying desperately not to roll her eyes and vomit. The man could stand to lose a few pounds, and she was referring to the other three guys he associated himself with. All of them were loud, obnoxious, and were probably drinking their paychecks away while their significant others and children suffered at home.

But it paid the bills.

Blair, despite what she may appear to be, enjoyed working at the bar. It provided much needed entertainment on otherwise slow, boring days. All she had to do was walk around in a tight outfit, pour drinks, and pretend she gave a damn. She was surprised she didn't have to smile much, if at all. The men (and even some women) enjoyed the "resting bitch face" she sported. Some found her to be a conquest, the ultimate prize. Get her to smile and you won the day.

These people typically failed.

Blair turned around and nodded as she went behind the counter and poured another glass. This was the man's fifth one in 2 hours, he would be getting cut off soon. They weren't regulars, but she has seen them around before. She imagined they were work buddies, construction or something. If they weren't so unappealing, they'd be almost appealing.

Blair finished her pour (she mastered the craft in only a day) and walked over to the booth. "Here you go guys. Can I get you anything else?" she asked in a seemingly concerned way she was able to easily get out. The three friends smiled knowingly as the big man in charge gave a shit-eating grin. "Well now that you ask, I could use your phone number."

She almost couldn't hold it in. Was this guy serious? She's been flirted with before, it comes with the job (and the fact she was one of very few women in the bar, and she had a pulse) but that was seriously a poor effort. Blair could only look into his eyes, giving him a 'watch yourself' glair, "Sorry, my number is not on the menu. How about some wings instead?". She turned away when the man started to speak again, "Whoa now baby. No need to get snippy. I thought I'd try, is all. I see something else I want," and before she could turn around to look at him again, she felt the man's hand slip on to her rear. And held it there.

The other three men began chuckling as she stood there. She almost couldn't believe it. She had never been groped at the bar before. Some have looked, but never touched.

"That's a nice ass doll. Couldn't help myself," the man stated matter-of-factly, like it was HER fault that because she had such a nice butt he had to touch it. She tilted her head to the left side as he continued to fondle her.

It only took a few seconds for her to turn around and punch the guy square in the face.

It didn't even hurt.

The man's head belted back and he let out a cry, "Ah, Bitch!" A few more seconds passed and he looked at her, a fierce gleam in his gaze as he and his three friends stood up, "No bitch does that to me and gets away with it!" he screamed and reached out to grab her. Blair proved to be too quick as she easily outmaneuvered the man and took his arm and flipped him over. He let out a loud groan as he hit the floor, hard. His three friends stood dumbfounded before they, too, went after her. It was almost too easy. She let them close the gap before she got one of them with a good kick in the junk. The other two she let them both get near before she spun around and gave a solid back kick to one's head as he topped over on the other. Both fell with a satisfying thunk.

Before they could get up and continue this thrashing, she head another voice, "Oi, break it up you lot. Can't you see this is a poor, defenseless woman you're harassing." Blair looked over to see Colin come out from behind the bar. He, of course, conveniently waited to stop the fight after she kicked their asses. It was one thing she liked about it.

The men groaned and stood up, "Are you fucking kidding me! She.." but Colin held up a hand, "Before you spout out any other nonsense that's sure to get you punched again, let me say that I saw the whole thing. The lady merely defended herself. Now why don't you all go home. I'll add your drinks to your tab." The men stood there to argue some, but stopped, "Ah, it's not worth it." They all got up and left, but not before the one she punched turned around to stare at her one more time. She gave him the finger.

She turned to face Blair. He shook his head and chuckled, "Can't say they didn't deserve that, but now you're out a tip." She only shrugged. Before she could speak, she heard the familiar ringtone on her phone. She bounced behind the bar and picked it up and read the message. She nodded, "Sorry, I need to head out. Can you handle the rest here?" she asked Colin. He nodded his head, "Course I can. Nobody bothers to fondle my arse here," he said with a wave. She headed out the door.

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Kingsglaive Safehouse

It's been a while since she went on a Kingsglaive mission. She admitted to herself she missed doing it. She saw the others outside of their work, some would come into the bar or she'd see them on the street. She had to admit that she enjoyed working with them. She didn't think she'd find anyone she could trust wholly, but the group proved her wrong. She would easily allow any of them to watch her back.

She sauntered into the room to see some of the others already there. She came in just as Saga was lecturing Nero about his smoking habit. She walked over to a chair and sat down, "If he wants to smoke, I say let him. We already do deadly things all the time, what's a cigarette going to do that's worse?" She shurgged, "I kicked some guys' asses today, so I am in a good mood," she said with the same stoic face. The others that knew her well could tell there was a hint, however small it was, of a smile.

The Mavericks | Neo-Genesis

@Nemaisare Ha! Yeah, I can see where you would get that. Hopefully I'm not wrong and that my character can't be bested by an electric fan...

Be that as it may, Smoke Manipulation is essentially Air Manipulation, only you can see it. Plus, smoke adds on different things such as choking and blinding. That's where I have her going as we progress, being able to use smoke in other capacities. At this moment she can only create and move it, and turn into smoke to avoid damage or to get into places.