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KiraVanhelsing
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I'm Batman...
Just KIDDING!
I am just another run of the mill nerd who likes to kick ass and raise a few virtual zombies online. I like pirates, whales, peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, necromancers and above all anything to do with the ocean. I am up for almost any kind of roleplay, with the aim to not make any grammatical errors or to BECOME THE OVERLORD OF SUPER POWER NEVER TO BE DEFEATED BECAUSE I AM SO UNDENIABLY AWESOME! Oh and did I also mention...
I'm Batman..
Haha...Yeah..MESSAGE ME! I'm fucking hilarious and always willing to try out new rp's!
Just KIDDING!
I am just another run of the mill nerd who likes to kick ass and raise a few virtual zombies online. I like pirates, whales, peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, necromancers and above all anything to do with the ocean. I am up for almost any kind of roleplay, with the aim to not make any grammatical errors or to BECOME THE OVERLORD OF SUPER POWER NEVER TO BE DEFEATED BECAUSE I AM SO UNDENIABLY AWESOME! Oh and did I also mention...
I'm Batman..
Haha...Yeah..MESSAGE ME! I'm fucking hilarious and always willing to try out new rp's!
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Rose felt him follow her and stopped turning away from him to rub her eyes before she looked back up at him with a miserable expression. She listened quietly her frown deepening when he called her a bitch. She was beginning to really despise that word. She remained silent though, listening to his opinion to not let those things turn her into a vicious person. She stared at him quietly for a few moments supposing he was right. She did jump down his throat for just looking at her, taking most of the rage that should have been placed on Senator Skeez, her brother and out of everyone her father. She still hated to be called a bitch though.
After her silence, he walked over to his bike grabbing a spare helmet and held it up toward her, offering to take her to a place where she could clear her head. She looked at the bike than him and then to the people at the front of the bar. Deciding, she pulled her purse over her head and grabbed the helmet her tone soft but still edgy, "I live with wolves Sparky, if you ain't vicious you get eaten very quickly."
She pulled the helmet closer, looking away from him as she grumbled an angsty, "I apologize for putting that on you though....even if you were being sassy!"
She slapped the helmet over her head and sauntered up behind him after he got on the motorcycle. She pulled up her dress, showing off the edges of her garter belts as she threw a leg over the back of the bike. She sat down slowly, her nails grazing his chest as she wrapped her arms around his midsection. Once comfortable, she spoke up behind him, "Don't go slow for my sake, Sparky. I can handle any speed you throw at me."
She leaned her cheek against his back, wondering what the hell she was doing. The unwritten handbook for single ladies says that this was a bad decision, but honestly, she had a feeling she would regret it if she declined. Plus the bike was nice and the guy who she was holding seemed warm beneath her. Tomorrow she would go back to her usual calculated, diligent self, but tonight she was the reckless girl who went with the dangerous biker boy, and she was going to enjoy it!
After her silence, he walked over to his bike grabbing a spare helmet and held it up toward her, offering to take her to a place where she could clear her head. She looked at the bike than him and then to the people at the front of the bar. Deciding, she pulled her purse over her head and grabbed the helmet her tone soft but still edgy, "I live with wolves Sparky, if you ain't vicious you get eaten very quickly."
She pulled the helmet closer, looking away from him as she grumbled an angsty, "I apologize for putting that on you though....even if you were being sassy!"
She slapped the helmet over her head and sauntered up behind him after he got on the motorcycle. She pulled up her dress, showing off the edges of her garter belts as she threw a leg over the back of the bike. She sat down slowly, her nails grazing his chest as she wrapped her arms around his midsection. Once comfortable, she spoke up behind him, "Don't go slow for my sake, Sparky. I can handle any speed you throw at me."
She leaned her cheek against his back, wondering what the hell she was doing. The unwritten handbook for single ladies says that this was a bad decision, but honestly, she had a feeling she would regret it if she declined. Plus the bike was nice and the guy who she was holding seemed warm beneath her. Tomorrow she would go back to her usual calculated, diligent self, but tonight she was the reckless girl who went with the dangerous biker boy, and she was going to enjoy it!
O.o o.O
You don't know how hard it was for me to make Rose not try to kick yo ass. Jkjk :D
Rose crossed her own arms, her stance solid as he stepped up to her, asking if she insulted herself. She was about to speak when he warned her away from him again. She narrowed her eyes, the anger behind her expression quite visible when he offered to take this feud outside. She took a moment looking him up and down before she gave him a smirk, holding up a finger as she stepped away from him towards the bar, grabbing her purse. She opened it and dropped a fifty on the bar, "Keep the change."
She then sauntered back, snatching the cigarette from his lips and putting it between her own, before she shoved past him out into the street. She headed down the steps taking out the cigarette and held out her arm to a guy smoking to the left of her, "Mind helping me out."
The guy lit it and she brought it to her lips, taking in a drag, and letting out some smoke before she turned to the guy who seemed to have followed her out, "Alright prick, we're outside. Just like you wanted, so put me in your fucking planner and pay attention."
She took another drag, before throwing away the cigarette, looking at this stranger fully now, taking in his handsome features. She hadn't seen men like this really before. She lived in a world of men in suits, too smart for their own good, and too concerned with their next buck or hair then her. Not to say she could blame them, she used them for the same reason. This guy was different though. Dangerous. So different than Patrick, with his gelled hair, bronze skin and too white teeth. The thought of her cheating boyfriend only fueled her anger, "I am not in the mood for you tonight. Nope. I have had too bad of a day. You want to know what I just went through. I just lost a billion dollar deal, that took me SEVEN fucking months to work on to my greedy asshole father, RIGHT in front of my shit hole brother and then just to top it off I just caught my FILTHY CHEATING ASS BOYFRIEND FUCKING HIS SECRETARY. WHOM I FUCKING PAID FOR! OH AND LET'S NOT FORGET THE BITCH COMMENT FROM SENATOR SKEEZ BACK THERE. Then you think you can waltz in with your hot ass attitude stating that I should be scared of you!?!?!"
She let out a breath, her tone cold and pointed as she spoke evenly, her anger firing up, "Kiss. My. Ass. YOU SHOULD BE AFRAID OF ME MOTHERFUCKER!"
She looked at the group of bikers around her, watching their wide eyes move over their conversation before one girl let out a giggle. Rose stood up straight when a few of them began laughing. As the laughter increased her bravado fell and she cringed, a look of hurt working over her features. She could handle almost anything, but arguing like this was foolish. It only made her look like an idiot, and that was the one thing she had been trying all day to avoid. She bit her lip for a minute before speaking quietly, her eyes angrily staring at the ground, "This was a mistake...I..I shouldn't have come here."
She started heading down the street, her burgundy hair rolling over her shoulders as she crossed her arms, trying to ward off the cold, and some angry tears.
She then sauntered back, snatching the cigarette from his lips and putting it between her own, before she shoved past him out into the street. She headed down the steps taking out the cigarette and held out her arm to a guy smoking to the left of her, "Mind helping me out."
The guy lit it and she brought it to her lips, taking in a drag, and letting out some smoke before she turned to the guy who seemed to have followed her out, "Alright prick, we're outside. Just like you wanted, so put me in your fucking planner and pay attention."
She took another drag, before throwing away the cigarette, looking at this stranger fully now, taking in his handsome features. She hadn't seen men like this really before. She lived in a world of men in suits, too smart for their own good, and too concerned with their next buck or hair then her. Not to say she could blame them, she used them for the same reason. This guy was different though. Dangerous. So different than Patrick, with his gelled hair, bronze skin and too white teeth. The thought of her cheating boyfriend only fueled her anger, "I am not in the mood for you tonight. Nope. I have had too bad of a day. You want to know what I just went through. I just lost a billion dollar deal, that took me SEVEN fucking months to work on to my greedy asshole father, RIGHT in front of my shit hole brother and then just to top it off I just caught my FILTHY CHEATING ASS BOYFRIEND FUCKING HIS SECRETARY. WHOM I FUCKING PAID FOR! OH AND LET'S NOT FORGET THE BITCH COMMENT FROM SENATOR SKEEZ BACK THERE. Then you think you can waltz in with your hot ass attitude stating that I should be scared of you!?!?!"
She let out a breath, her tone cold and pointed as she spoke evenly, her anger firing up, "Kiss. My. Ass. YOU SHOULD BE AFRAID OF ME MOTHERFUCKER!"
She looked at the group of bikers around her, watching their wide eyes move over their conversation before one girl let out a giggle. Rose stood up straight when a few of them began laughing. As the laughter increased her bravado fell and she cringed, a look of hurt working over her features. She could handle almost anything, but arguing like this was foolish. It only made her look like an idiot, and that was the one thing she had been trying all day to avoid. She bit her lip for a minute before speaking quietly, her eyes angrily staring at the ground, "This was a mistake...I..I shouldn't have come here."
She started heading down the street, her burgundy hair rolling over her shoulders as she crossed her arms, trying to ward off the cold, and some angry tears.
Ersa swore, slowing down and following traffic instructions like a normal citizen. She ignored the customers trying to wave her down when she turned left heading closer to the hotel. She looked over at Alden and winced her expression turning slightly guilty as she spoke quietly, "Don't call them."
After a few minutes of silence and Alden questioning her, she spoke again, "I said don't call them. The moment they send out another two agents they are going to be flagged as well. I say ve stay and vork. Ve go to the hotel, and check in under false names. I vill call Brandenburg and he can get a doctor for you. Give you some good drugs and then ve do vhat ve can for this case."
She bit her lip, trying not to look at him, knowing that he probably thought she was crazy, "Brandenburg can probably find us some new ID's as vell. Ahh here we...Alden? ALDEN! SHIT!!!"
She pulled over to the side by the hotel when she saw Alden start to pass out. She unhooked her seatbelt and scooted over to Alden, panicking slightly as she held his face, "Alden..Come on vake up. I need to at least get you up to the hotel room honey, Okay? Alright?"
She gave him a little slap then she got out of the car heading over to the trunk. She opened it and pulled out the luggage. She grunted throwing Alden's bag over her shoulder as she went back to his door opening it up. She leaned down and grabbed his arm throwing it over her shoulder as she reset her feet, "Okay. Hold onto me. Ve are almost there then you can sit. Okay. Now I need you to walk with me. Okay Darling, now we...ughh...go!"
She hefted him up yanking him against her as she stepped up onto the street. She grit her teeth and then grabbed her suitcase walking towards the hotel. She got them checked in and up to the room in about twenty minutes with some quick explaining and some extra cash. When they got into the room, Ersa's back was straining heavily and her ribs were killing her. She dropped the luggage then helped Alden into the bathroom, her coat soaked in blood. She swore in Russian before sitting him on the toilet. She pulled off her coat and threw it into the room, using the phone to call Brandenburg to come to the hotel with a doctor pronto. She grabbed her purse and headed back to the bathroom. She looked down at Alden shaking slightly in pain, "Alright. Now, I am going to take off your shirt so I can clot that, bleeding. Now don't you pass out on me yet, Okay?"
She stepped forward and began to take off his jacket as slowly as possible before she moved to her knees to unbutton his shirt. She swore as she tried to get her bleeding fingers to move quickly, blushing when he leaned forward slightly. When the shirt was unbuttoned she pulled it off him slowly, actually seeing the wound itself. She hissed, before grabbing a towel and wrapping it tightly around his arm almost painfully. When finished she helped Alden onto the floor setting him down against the wall to rest before she sat down herself. She wrapped her hands around her waist, trying to keep her breathing down before she looked down at her now stained red dress and let out a short laugh, "This was really not how I was expecting this trip to go."
After a few minutes of silence and Alden questioning her, she spoke again, "I said don't call them. The moment they send out another two agents they are going to be flagged as well. I say ve stay and vork. Ve go to the hotel, and check in under false names. I vill call Brandenburg and he can get a doctor for you. Give you some good drugs and then ve do vhat ve can for this case."
She bit her lip, trying not to look at him, knowing that he probably thought she was crazy, "Brandenburg can probably find us some new ID's as vell. Ahh here we...Alden? ALDEN! SHIT!!!"
She pulled over to the side by the hotel when she saw Alden start to pass out. She unhooked her seatbelt and scooted over to Alden, panicking slightly as she held his face, "Alden..Come on vake up. I need to at least get you up to the hotel room honey, Okay? Alright?"
She gave him a little slap then she got out of the car heading over to the trunk. She opened it and pulled out the luggage. She grunted throwing Alden's bag over her shoulder as she went back to his door opening it up. She leaned down and grabbed his arm throwing it over her shoulder as she reset her feet, "Okay. Hold onto me. Ve are almost there then you can sit. Okay. Now I need you to walk with me. Okay Darling, now we...ughh...go!"
She hefted him up yanking him against her as she stepped up onto the street. She grit her teeth and then grabbed her suitcase walking towards the hotel. She got them checked in and up to the room in about twenty minutes with some quick explaining and some extra cash. When they got into the room, Ersa's back was straining heavily and her ribs were killing her. She dropped the luggage then helped Alden into the bathroom, her coat soaked in blood. She swore in Russian before sitting him on the toilet. She pulled off her coat and threw it into the room, using the phone to call Brandenburg to come to the hotel with a doctor pronto. She grabbed her purse and headed back to the bathroom. She looked down at Alden shaking slightly in pain, "Alright. Now, I am going to take off your shirt so I can clot that, bleeding. Now don't you pass out on me yet, Okay?"
She stepped forward and began to take off his jacket as slowly as possible before she moved to her knees to unbutton his shirt. She swore as she tried to get her bleeding fingers to move quickly, blushing when he leaned forward slightly. When the shirt was unbuttoned she pulled it off him slowly, actually seeing the wound itself. She hissed, before grabbing a towel and wrapping it tightly around his arm almost painfully. When finished she helped Alden onto the floor setting him down against the wall to rest before she sat down herself. She wrapped her hands around her waist, trying to keep her breathing down before she looked down at her now stained red dress and let out a short laugh, "This was really not how I was expecting this trip to go."
It's a wee bit shorter this time, but Rose is getting fired up. Lol.
Rose turned toward the bartender at his comment then eyed the rest of the bar before returning to the man at the end of the bar. She grimaced at the 'princess' comment, the word reminding her of her father and what he used to call her when she was small. She glared at him, watching him lick his bottom lip with a bit of angry fascination. No one talked to her like that anymore. Not since grade school and she would be damned if he thought he was leaving this bar with the upper hand. He paid some money then proceeded to walk to the door, glaring at her and calling her the same loathsome word. Now to be fair, most days she would handle this more tactfully, but today she was too pissed off so before he was out the door word vomit sprung from her lips, "HEY ASSHOLE. Let me be clear. I don't give a fuck who you think you are, and since you are so up for insulting people, let me tell you something!"
She paused standing up and downing her drink before she walked right up to his face, her yellow eyes now angry as she looked up at him, her voice loud enough so the whole bar would hear, "You think I am one of those girls who lives off her daddies credit card right! RIGHT! Well fuck that, and fuck you. I've worked my ass off for everything I have and if you think I haven't had some smart-ass guy tell me otherwise before you'd be wrong. I've suffered through this judgmental crap for too fucking long, and I am done!"
She leaned up even closer to him, "I'm sure you're used to girls backing down, but I'm not afraid of you. So try me."
Her breathing hitched slightly as her eyes moved from his eyes to his lips, before moving back up to his eyes. Gosh he really was handsome. She felt the silence in the room like a tension fog, wondering who she had actually insulted here. She didn't turn away from him, because that would be a sign of weakness but her brain went on high alert, knowing that he probably could easily kick her ass if she went too far. She clenched her fists, waiting patiently for a response.
She paused standing up and downing her drink before she walked right up to his face, her yellow eyes now angry as she looked up at him, her voice loud enough so the whole bar would hear, "You think I am one of those girls who lives off her daddies credit card right! RIGHT! Well fuck that, and fuck you. I've worked my ass off for everything I have and if you think I haven't had some smart-ass guy tell me otherwise before you'd be wrong. I've suffered through this judgmental crap for too fucking long, and I am done!"
She leaned up even closer to him, "I'm sure you're used to girls backing down, but I'm not afraid of you. So try me."
Her breathing hitched slightly as her eyes moved from his eyes to his lips, before moving back up to his eyes. Gosh he really was handsome. She felt the silence in the room like a tension fog, wondering who she had actually insulted here. She didn't turn away from him, because that would be a sign of weakness but her brain went on high alert, knowing that he probably could easily kick her ass if she went too far. She clenched her fists, waiting patiently for a response.
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