Posts by Elfie
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That's fine! If you have any questions about the show, letme know, cause I'm definitely an ultrafan.
And that is so freaking awesome that you fence. Like actually. I'm a huge medieval-fantasy nerd so when I think of fencing, I think of swordfights, to which I am obsessed with. BUT ACTUALLY, THAT IS SO COOL.
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Accepted!
Also, you sound like someone that I'd not enjoy getting on the bad side of.
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Dunno if this thread is still alive, but if it has any chances of being resurrected if it is.
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With fingers and brown eyes trilling over old documents in her old office, Syndicate felt a pang of sadness hit her. Her armed forces certificate, along with all those related to the training and missionary work. Her doctorate in psychology and degree in criminal justice. Her acceptance into the FBI as an agent and profiler— things she has spent her entire life, all 28 years of it, working for suddenly meant nothing. She shook herself and breathed, "Remorsing isn't going to keep you alive, Synna." She was quick to change into an extra change of clothes she had always kept in the drawer, exchanging her blazer and heels for a shirt, jacket, pants, and some boots. After tucking a frame of her parents into her backpack, she also stocked up on the abandoned FBI headquarter's food and ammo for the three guns strapped to her boot, small of the back, and hip. It didn't take a genius to know that she had to leave Washington D.C. as soon as possible before it gave forth to a breeding site for them, and her best bet was to move north to avoid any masses coming from the south. Brushing the dark bangs from her eyes, she gave a final look at her office before the woman swallowed her anxiety and set out.
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Caden's eyes were trained on the dirt as she walked, her thoughts further than any destination they were aiming to get to. She was surprised to hear any noise come from the prince who walked alongside her. Sure, she could've ran. Hell, she probably could've gotten away with it, but even so, her mission was to kill the prince. That was her contract of which she signed with a delicate pen at the bottom of the page, deeming it so official— but getting caught doesn't change the goal.
To his question, she shrugged. "Well the pathetic persona seems to be a nickname in itself, prince." She pursed her lips, brushing strands of blonde from her eyes. She waited with several counts of silence before muttering, "Caden," the two-syllable name barely audible. She threw a glance in his direction and lulled, "Don't believe I need to ask for your name, though a pleasant list of names are just building themselves in my mind for every word that comes out of your mouth." Shaking her head and leaning down to pick up a branch as they walked, she twirled it in between her fingers with expertise. "Where are we going, exactly?" she asked through a sigh.
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Cadence glared at the prince through the corner of her eye. Suddenly, she chucked the stick with a spear-like precision, hitting the trunk of a tree as they passed it. "Assassins don't become assassins for enjoyment or an adrenaline rush. Narrow-minded incompetence is tale of that." At the mention of a hotel, she nodded. Why bother asking when you don't have a choice?
OOC: Can't do much when Jace is the one guiding them, ya know?
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OOC: Are they in the Mainland right now? Like, are there shadows?
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WIP
Also, is the first-mate open? If it is, I was thinking I could make a family member related to Luca? Just an idea, but I could make his sister, but have her be recently widowed, and she comes back to be with her brother and thus joins the crew? Could be a love-hate relationship between brother and sister. Just a thought!
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tubig . I created the basis of her! I did make her a bit younger, just because the faceclaim looks young, but I can always make her older than Luca as stated in his bio. Up to you!
