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7 mos ago
Current putting yourself out there is scary, yes. but you rob yourself and others of those positive and welcoming interactions you might have. high risk, high reward. you've got this, friend.
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7 mos ago
Friends over so I'm away from my PC. Will get to owed stuff as soon as I can!
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7 mos ago
you all are making me feel old. dragoncave levels of old.
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7 mos ago
I want to write silly romance plots. That's it. That's the update.
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1 yr ago
Buried in chores this weekend. I'll be back to writing/plotting with folks by Monday at the latest!! ♡
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I haven't watched or read it in a very very long time. But the topic of her nail polish was brought up recently so it was sort of fresh in my mind. Lol.

Cipher is starting to turn into another one of my characters and I think I'm okay with it. xD

I wanted to go with hardass, but I can't stop myself from making her a very playful person. I have a feeling she'll be very excitable when new ways to kill someone are involved. Lul.
"Now comes the fun part." She told him with a smirk. Motioning for him to follow her, Cipher walked back to the prep room and opened up the second and third closets which all contained weapons of varying degrees. "This is mostly just so you know where it is in the event of an emergency. Don't touch any of it unless you either have permission or in the event of an emergency." She explained.

Smiling, she reached down at the bottom of the closet and pulled out a bottle of nail polish. "This is something of my own design. Ever seen the movie Holes? Remember that one chick that had the poison nail polish?" She asked, watching for a reaction, "I decided to try my hand at making my own. I haven't tried it out just yet but I'm excited to see it in action." She chuckled before putting the small black bottle back into the closet.

"Anyway, we'll need some of these." She told him, reaching over, making light contact with the boy's chest with her shoulder and picked up three black rods. Straightening back up, she pulled one of them out of the bundle with one hand and clicked a button on the side. The black rod grew about 5 feet into a rather menacing looking staff. "Don't ask why, just know we need them." She told him, her expression cold once again as she stuffed them into the boy's bag. They were each about 10 or 15 pounds. Carrying the bag would be training enough for him. Taking the bag, she held it out for him to take. Her muscles were strained just slightly show the amount of effort it took for her to hold the bag with one hand. Still, she seemed to make it look effortless.

"Time to go, princess." She told him, grinning once again.

Lol. Sounds okay to me.
@NarayanK -blows up NK-
I know only what my boyfriend has told me of them. I've dealt with them only in Tabletops. (I literally googled 'Hand gun' and was like... oh... Smith and Wessen 9mm. Cool.) Most of anything I write for Cipher I'll be BSing. But I think I know enough about guns for BS to be at least partially believable. Lol.

(My former character for Crimson Skies was a gun-aholic southern belle. Her aspect was "There's a gun for that." in which she could pull whatever gun she needed once a session from just about anywhere. One time she literally pulled parts of a gun from different parts of her body including her mouth and pieced it together. It's a pulp setting, so ye. Lol.

Anyway, that's neither here nor there. I'd probably just call it a Smith and Wessen and just roll with the punches best you can. I'll probably end up having someone try and explain how guns work to him at least once, even if he already knows. (I'll probably just google it. Lol.)
-vibrates-
"9mm?" Cipher asked, turning her head around to look at Michel. She'd heard the sounds of the gun being messed with behind her and from the sounds of it, it wasn't too bad of a gun. "What brand is it?" She asked, fully turned at this point, the news no longer her point of interest.

"A good gun can go a long way." She told him, finally cracking a small smile. She didn't know whether the kid had packed the gun himself or if someone had packed it for him but she was glad for it regardless.

"By the way, your room is down that corridor to the left. There's a bathroom on the other side of the hall for you. And if you need me and I'm not out here, my room is at the end of that hallway. Just... whistle something as you come down. I like to know when people are coming." She explained over the sounds of the TV. "And thanks for the compliments but it was just stew. I don't do ass kissing." She told him, chuckling to herself.

"I'd suggest you get unpacked as soon as you can because we'll be leaving for your first assignment here in a few. You'll need to pack a few things for it but I'll get most of it handled for you anyway. And..." She broke off, glancing at the purple bag "I'll get you a new bag. That purple is starting to make my head hurt a little bit."

With that, Cipher got up off the couch and walked into a separate room, the prep room, or at least what she'd made into a prep room. It was directly opposite the front entrance and was joined with the living room. Walking over, she opened the sliding closet door and pulled out two black bags, one for herself and one for Michel. She set the bags on a nearby set up table and walked back to the closet to get the rest of the supplies. In this closet were a plethora of medical supplies, enough to supply a small army. She packed two bags with the required amount of medical supplies. She wouldn't need any, but Michel could probably use all he could get. Then, she turned to see if he had finished unpacking by the time she'd completed this task.

Not seeing him in the living room anymore, she sauntered over to the hallway and called out, "How's it going, princess?"
He's so... soft. I need to toughen him up somehow. I doubt he'll deal with killing someone very well...

The two ate in silence, Cipher's way of testing his patience. When she was done with her food, she got up and walked over to the sink, washing the bowl immediately. She had a cold expression on her face, blank and uncaring. She placed the now clean bowl on the drying rack and then walked into the living area, taking a seat on the couch.

A few moments later, the TV screen blipped on to the news and Cipher sat for a moment, simply watching and thinking. She had to find ways to toughen him up, get him into the mindset he needed to be in. This wasn't a nice job and he seemed like an idealist. That would be beaten out of him soon enough. He hadn't even gone through initiation yet. That would be interesting. Part of her wanted to protect him but the other part of her knew that he needed to experience it himself or he might die out there in a real fight. Things weren't always so cut and dry in their world.

"How is it?" She asked with a monotone voice, not looking at the boy. "Don't forget to clean up after yourself. I'm not your mother." She continued, sighing as she stared at the TV screen.
-falls over-
"Uh yeah, I was told to come here, anyone home?"

A smile appeared on Cipher's face as she lowered the spoon back into her bowl and turned to the door. She didn't like having to deal with this brat but at the same time, new blood was always amusing. She just wished it didn't have to be her. She knew the other 'agents' were mocking her behind her back. She'd just love for them to do so in her face, they'd leave without tongues.

Getting up, Cipher walked over to the door, her smile faded. A rough hand at the doorknob, she turned it and pulled it back, revealing a well dressed young man with slightly disheveled hair. Then again, that was the style now-a-days. Cipher, herself, was dressed in all black, black pants combined with a tight black t-shirt. Shoes were something she scoffed at, preferring to walk around barefoot.

She glared at the boy for a moment before turning back to her soup. She sat down, and looked up at the boy. "Get some soup." She commanded, gesturing with her head towards the kitchen where a pot of hot soup sat, a bowl and spoon nearby. Without another word, Cipher continued to eat her food.
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