Kingfisher

Mass Effect: Stories of the Soldiers [Reboot]

Aria’s shadow

Laura made her way slowly through the claustrophobic jumble of sweaty dancers and horny patrons, moving with cautious elegance. The scents of cheap food and booze swirled round and round in her nose, whilst the booming rhythms shuddered through her.

She spotted the female Turian, with her tell-tale face tattoos and jagged scars, sitting by herself beneath the throne of Omega’s pirate queen.

Sliding between a pair of dancers, Laura strode over to Sicari, with her shoulders slumped in a nonchalant fashion, and her black bowler pulled down over her face.

“You come here often?” She called out, struggling to be heard over the obnoxious dance music as she cracked a knife-like grin.

No Masters or Kings - ON HOLD

Hey! Just a heads up, but I probably won't be able to get around to posting until Monday at the earliest. Feel free to move my character around, as long as you aren't putting him over some death pit or in a mouth or something.

@Atrophy

*Throws leaves over ominous death pit* Samuel is in safe hands.

No Masters or Kings - ON HOLD

@JulienJaden @Jbcool I don't know if you guys ever watched NBC's Hannibal, but I still find it confusing that it wasn't picked up by the food network

@Irisity

Hands down one of my favourite TV shows.

No Masters or Kings - ON HOLD

My apologies for being a grumpy bitch yesterday everyone!

@Rosalind

We all have our off days. Is everything okay?

Mass Effect: Stories of the Soldiers [Reboot]

So, how is everyone?

@Mega Birb

I'm okay thank you. Just doing catch-up work for the time off of college I've had. How about yourself?

Game of Thrones: The Long Night

Apologies for taking a little extra time, but it seemed important. Still I find myself right back where I began: thinking the best thing for me is just to step back, and let go.

So, yeah, I feel so bad for the timing but I've got to go.

If anyone wants to continue this game, just send me a PM and I'll be happy to work it out with you.

I've still got Skype, and I'll be checking PMs for a little while yet.

I can't thank you guys enough for the support shown to me. It was more than a little unexpected, and was by far the biggest bullet point for 'stay.'

@Ruby

I'm sorry to see you go. I hope whatever comes next for you is filled with awesome, magical things.

Beyond Civilisations Grasp... - A Rogue Trader (WH40K) RP (ON HIATUS, closed for now.)

Posted, final chance, board or die really.

@Jbcool

One ticket to space, please, my good man.

Beyond Civilisations Grasp... - A Rogue Trader (WH40K) RP (ON HIATUS, closed for now.)

A Hasty Goodbye

"You, fat lady! If you and your companions wish to accompany me, then please waddle over here immediately."

Keeping her slick, charm-filled smile plastered across her face, Nisvillia frowned inwardly. She'd been putting up with remarks such as this for her entire life, but her time spent as a fairly reputable mob boss had gifted her with a reputation which meant that folks were less likely to run their mouths off about how 'utterly gigantic' she was.

"If there are those that wish for freedom, and possibly life, make your way over here with all haste! This is your final chance."

No waiting to hear what her Pysker ally had to say, Nisvillia strode on through the bursts of fire and smoke which hissed and rumbled all around her, her thick thighs brushing against each other as she made her way over to the shuttle.

The young redhead was still all done up in her black and white dress, and looked awfully out of place amidst all of the blood and carnage.

"You have my thanks," Nisvillia wheezed, struggling to speak through raspy breaths. Her skin was peppered with sweat, and her cheeks were flushing bright red. "Wherever we're heading to next, I'll be glad to see the back of this wretched place."

Mass Effect: Stories of the Soldiers [Reboot]

I swear to god I posted just a minute ago, ah well. All day writer's block, was a struggle to get a post out, yada yada yada.

@Kingfisher, we should go get those character interactions up too.

@Clol7

I was gonna wait until I'd actually had interactions with the characters in question, but I can always just go with it if that's what everyone else is doing.

Mass Effect: Stories of the Soldiers [Reboot]

“Oh, and -by the way- , it really wasn’t that ‘experimental’! I met some asari chick down in the slums who was willing to do it first time, no questions asked, so before you go running your mouth off about how much you do for me, why don’t you just-”

Yawn.

“Yo, we still on for tonight? Sick, man. Yeah, I got the sand, don’t worry. Same place as last ti-”

Dull.

“Keep your eyes open, Kuruck. The big man thinks the Suns are gonna try something.”

Helloooo, sexy!

The woman’s fingers glided over the holographic interface of her Omni-Tool, pressing down on its glowing orange buttons and panels. She isolated the call she’d been tracing, zooming in and pinpointing its point of origin.

“I dunno what, you varren-fucker. When was the last time the guys at the top filled us in? Just quit your bitching and report back anything unusual. Jormul, out.”

Laura Kaelin grinned to herself, slouching back across her lush red booth. The murmur of chatter and roaring of music hit her like a fist as she unplugged her headphones, but she was in too good of a mood to care.

Swatting a strand of red hair out of her vision, she pulled down her black bowler so that its brim obscured her finner features, before digging through the ribbons of data which were flooding through her Omni-Tool, in search of any mention of a job regarding the Blood Pack.

Bingo.

She zoned in on the document in question

How shall I spin this one?

There was always the opportunity to tip off the Blood Pack and see what that might earn her, but she had her own personal vendetta to settle with them.

Am I really gonna start letting feelings compromise a job?

She pondered that thought for a moment.

Yes, I am.

Laura typed like a maniac, tapping away at her Omni-tool, quickly composing the transmission in the relative quiet of her booth.

How many credits are we talking?- L

And send.