Oh! Lookie here, whom finally showed up with a IC post n all.
(looks at self) finally!
(looks at self) finally!
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Unbreakble
10 yrs ago
Unbreakable Foe, with steel and fire an Aries cuts the flesh and burns thy soul.
11 yrs ago
Name my thoughts and brand my soul distant. Drown your eyes and ears in water to experience my perspective.
11 yrs ago
All this time I have dreamed about something else and longed for something in my past...
11 yrs ago
I ain't going to mess up this time...
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A hopeless rainy noire romantic that adores tragedy.
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Vayen had kept silent since she last spoke, only following the rest of the fireteam.
She had wished this request had come from her queen back at the Vestian Outpost, her Vestian ship would even be left behind for the mission, not that she minded their new toy, neither did the ghosts it seemed.
Evana ran off to make sure her supplies was with her, the other guardians seemed to be at their own, inspecting their new ship.
Stepping inside she took her fair look inside, sitting down on the co pilot seat. Spinning her chair to face the back of the ship she sighed and looked up with a mixed expression, inbetween relieved and awkardly pushing her social side, "I, well I guess I will introduce myseld shortly, despite the data we have on each other..." she looked around for response, "My name is Vayen Lokh, I have been around for sometime, not good with the names but I will try to not mess up with you folks... My shy and mute of a ghost is named Saga, though she lacks outer communication functions she will happily listen and talk to you through a holoscreen..." She did not know how to continue, despite Evana being away it felt better doing something than to remain silent, besides these were the people she would now start to work with and probably beyond their current mission seeing as what has so far been invested on them.
She had wished this request had come from her queen back at the Vestian Outpost, her Vestian ship would even be left behind for the mission, not that she minded their new toy, neither did the ghosts it seemed.
Evana ran off to make sure her supplies was with her, the other guardians seemed to be at their own, inspecting their new ship.
Stepping inside she took her fair look inside, sitting down on the co pilot seat. Spinning her chair to face the back of the ship she sighed and looked up with a mixed expression, inbetween relieved and awkardly pushing her social side, "I, well I guess I will introduce myseld shortly, despite the data we have on each other..." she looked around for response, "My name is Vayen Lokh, I have been around for sometime, not good with the names but I will try to not mess up with you folks... My shy and mute of a ghost is named Saga, though she lacks outer communication functions she will happily listen and talk to you through a holoscreen..." She did not know how to continue, despite Evana being away it felt better doing something than to remain silent, besides these were the people she would now start to work with and probably beyond their current mission seeing as what has so far been invested on them.
Same same.
Still sorry for lacking a good gm presence, trying to change that now so I am on it.
Still sorry for lacking a good gm presence, trying to change that now so I am on it.
Aye, true true
It is. Adrenalin pumped, intense hardcore. :)
Lol, House of Wolves.
As sweet as sweet posts get Aro, heh, as usual
Sounds like a plan, maintaining conversation is the least we can do atm, but as I said, working on it.
Oh heeey, I am such a bastard. :O
I will try again soon.
I will try again soon.
Will I remain depressed for the rest of my life?
Forever glooming into the blue light emitting from a screen, wondering if my other life is out there and why I could never reach it?
Questions bound to the nostalgia with'in, small and gently cruising into the land of my lost dreams.
Tears, sadness, pain and mortality binds me to my pre-determined destiny...
An melancholic adventure for the depths of my heart to experience and ride through alone, bitter and defeated by fear.
Forever glooming into the blue light emitting from a screen, wondering if my other life is out there and why I could never reach it?
Questions bound to the nostalgia with'in, small and gently cruising into the land of my lost dreams.
Tears, sadness, pain and mortality binds me to my pre-determined destiny...
An melancholic adventure for the depths of my heart to experience and ride through alone, bitter and defeated by fear.
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