Xandrya

- Squad 914: Beyond - Rebooted

Expect my medic soon.

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

Once the meeting had officially commenced, Genevieve continued sipping on her drink as she eyed some other attendees she wasn't all that familiar with. Not that her observations would be exceedingly helpful given the fact that these people were at the very least, concealing some part of their appearance.... but she had to keep busy. The image of that horrible night kept tugging at her sanity, yet her poker face never faltered despite the turmoil going on within the confines of her mind. Genevieve had previously made a decision regarding her lack of active participation in the meeting and instead, she would let others do the talking. She knew she wouldn't have anything of use to contribute, and she preferred not to attract any type of attention, whether positive or negative. For the most part, she was a stranger to them and they were strangers to her.

Genevieve then glimpsed over at Sparce from across the table as he started speaking, listening to his words for a moment before her mind drifted elsewhere. However, after a minute or so, Genevieve was brought back to reality when someone else chimed in. Despite previously making up her mind to refrain from speaking up, Genevieve felt compelled to do so.

"If anyone is in fact against it, there's no need to fault them," she shrugged, "everyone will be better off without."

She spoke the truth, nothing more and nothing less.

Night School *Looking for more players*

Here just waiting for the big event.

Woodswick (Survival-Horror RP) (2-3 Players) (M&F) (18+ ONLY)

Color me interested.

And I'd say go for the detective idea. It would make for interesting interactions since they're highly trained.

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@floodtalon@Gardevoiran@Old Amsterdam

"Wow, you really did go the extra mile, huh?" Genevieve thanked him, pulling the drink close to her as she admired the umbrella before having a taste. And she was right, the cocktail was very good. But one couldn't deny the obvious tense feel at their table after Heartless' sudden appearance. They were on edge, and to be honest, it put a little pressure on her. But that's why Heartless' question didn't come as a surprise. After all, he wasn't being friendly only cause of her looks. Certainly not there out of all places.

"Yeah, of course I know them," she looked in their direction, "I don't go chatting up to random strangers." Genevieve then turned her attention to Heartless once more, a playful expression on her face as if to communicate that what he'd done was wrong. But she wasn't lying. She obviously knew the rest of the group, although she was not about to make their interaction take a turn for the worse by giving away their brief history. At the very least, it would put both them and her at a disadvantage.

With her hands crossed in front of her on the table, Genevieve leaned forward to take another sip of her drink, the black strands from her wig slowly falling in front of her shoulders. "But honestly, they're good people despite the fact that they seem to want to kill you with their looks as you put it."

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@Eklispe

BTW, Healer has a black wig on, part of her costume and all.

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@floodtalon@Gardevoiran@Old Amsterdam

"Healer," Genevieve replied, reaching across the table to shake Heartless' hand with a firm grip, her eyes locked on him as she leaned against the backrest a second later. "I would absolutely love a drink," she went on, flashing him a convincing smile despite being rather wary of the guy. Her glasses did the job of hiding her vigilant eyes, but Heartless had double the advantage, having donned a motorcycle helmet. The eye display was unsettling, but even worse, the undecipherable face behind it.

"Let's see here..." she grabbed one of the drink menus on the table, mindlessly flipping the few pages it had before a colorful cocktail caught her eyes. The Dozier, as it read, looked good...and hopefully it tasted even better given the brief description provided next to the image. The play on words wasn't lost on her either, although within the confines of her mind, she gave it more of a French accent. "I'll have one of these," Genevieve flipped the menu so it could face Heartless before she pointed at the drink, asserting that she wouldn't just have whatever he felt like getting for her. She had to work through a number of god-awful drinks in the past, and she'd be damned if she ever accepted another ounce of alcohol which wasn't to her standard.

Genevieve then started playing with the black strands of hair which fell past her shoulders, waiting on Heartless to get her her drink hopefully before the main event.

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Genevieve had on her usual all-black ensemble, to include her aviators and wig, as she walked into The Cruise Room. Right away, she noticed a few of the others who were already there. Good...at least she wouldn't have to sit in awkward silence. As Genevieve walked over to the booth, making her way around some of the guests who were still standing, she toyed with the idea that any one of those people there could have possibly been involved in her parents' murder. But if so, why? What connection was she missing between two people who were practically strangers? And more importantly, what was their motive for doing so? Sure, it was some form of revenge from what she could remember, but she needed the specifics. She needed more answers than what she currently had...which was practically nothing.

"Hey guys," Genevieve smiled as she took her place on the edge of the bench, her arms resting on the table as she leaned forward. "I hope they have a good menu here; never been."

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@Spiffy

I'll have her go. She has her own little side thing going on that I would like to emphasize a bit more.

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@Old Amsterdam

Either way is fine with me. Would Judah have sent Gen? @Spiffy