[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:300px; height:120px; background:#D8EAED; padding-right:50px; padding-left:50px; padding-top:30px; padding-bottom:30px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; height:100px; width:80px; border: 5px solid white; background:url(https://33.media.tumblr.com/e7…iqp2gzEx1r9iwxmo4_250.gif);][/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:300px; min-height:200px; background: white; padding-right:50px; padding-left:50px; padding-top:30px; padding-bottom:30px; font-family: sans-serif; font-size:11px; color: #97B7BD; text-align: justify;]Well at least he looked sober, which she was sure she wasn't the only one who was a bit disheartened by that fact, and Tex lazily made her way over while wondering what the grumpy landlord was going to blather about this time.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:300px; height:120px; background:#D8EAED; padding-right:50px; padding-left:50px; padding-top:30px; padding-bottom:30px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; height:100px; width:80px; border: 5px solid white; background:url(https://33.media.tumblr.com/e7…iqp2gzEx1r9iwxmo4_250.gif);][/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:300px; min-height:200px; background: white; padding-right:50px; padding-left:50px; padding-top:30px; padding-bottom:30px; font-family: sans-serif; font-size:11px; color: #97B7BD; text-align: justify;]Well this would be entertaining to watch and she couldn't help but have the corners of her lips tilt upwards. It seemed that although many years had passed Carolina was still determined as she had been to what? Beat her? As if that would happen. She too had gotten better within time and being reincarnated hadn't altered that in the least bit.
"Still as stubborn as ever, huh Carolina?" Tex commented with a tone that suggested just a dash of taunting as she went to join Vulth on the sidelines.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:300px; height:120px; background:#D8EAED; padding-right:50px; padding-left:50px; padding-top:30px; padding-bottom:30px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; height:100px; width:80px; border: 5px solid white; background:url(https://33.media.tumblr.com/e7…iqp2gzEx1r9iwxmo4_250.gif);][/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:300px; min-height:200px; background: white; padding-right:50px; padding-left:50px; padding-top:30px; padding-bottom:30px; font-family: sans-serif; font-size:11px; color: #97B7BD; text-align: justify;]Absentmindedly the dark female was spinning a glinting knife along a particularly smooth patch of grass, her lungs expanding as she took in a crisp breath of air. Soon enough everything would be covered in a heavy blanket of snow and she was secretly looking forward to that, the young women had always prefered winter to any other season after all. It was fairly chilly this morning, cold enough that if she squinted she could see the faint cloud of her breaths puff into the air before they dispersed into the light ray's of sunshine.
Her pale blue eyes studied the knife that belonged to her deceased comrade...Well ex-comrade anyways since Tex had actually killed her but the details were blurry, but those thoughts aside it was a nice knife. Truth be told the canine hadn't used it and had actually carried it around as some sort of weird keepsake, which was strange since she wouldn't consider herself to be a very sentimental person, however over the years she had collected a lot of crap like that. She would blame nostalgia.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:300px; height:120px; background:#D8EAED; padding-right:50px; padding-left:50px; padding-top:30px; padding-bottom:30px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; height:100px; width:80px; border: 5px solid white; background:url(https://33.media.tumblr.com/e7…iqp2gzEx1r9iwxmo4_250.gif);][/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:300px; min-height:200px; background: white; padding-right:50px; padding-left:50px; padding-top:30px; padding-bottom:30px; font-family: sans-serif; font-size:11px; color: #97B7BD; text-align: justify;]Throughout her life she had always had a clear purpose; obtain the objective, stay number one, save the Alpha, break out of the freelancer facility, go undercover, find Church, kill The Reds, find O'malley, break into his fortress, kill O'malley, avenge York by killing Wyoming, stay alive, stay alive, break out of the facility, find Maine and Washington. Hell she could probably go on and on and add a few things here and there but honestly it was a good representation of what her life had been. There had always been a clear goal set into her mind but now...Now there wasn't anything she needed to do, besides maybe find the Bloodgulch crew or Washington but that was about it.
Carolina would have been on that list but she had somehow found herself right back into Tex's life without any trouble and she shouldn't tell whether or not it was good thing or a bad thing. After Church had brought her back everything had been so fuzzy, she could remember important events but the details were jumbled. Slowly but surely she was remembering though and at least that was a relief.
Currently the ex-freelancer was settled near the barn, her icy gaze scowling at the fields that spread in front of her as she was lost deep in thought about these types of things. Carolina had been a teammate before but above that she had been a rival, full of ambition and hungry for a chance to to beat her. Well if she was still looking for a fight then Agent Texas had never been known to back down from one.
//lol just followed you on tumblr, hope that doesn't sound creepy ^.^
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[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 20px solid #FFF5EE; border-bottom: 20px solid #FFF5EE; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; color: white;]tracking ^.^[/fancypost][size=10px]template © wolfe. | #wolfetemplates[/size]
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[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 20px solid #FFF5EE; border-bottom: 20px solid #FFF5EE; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; color: white;]The strange girl could do many things but being able to read was not one of them. She however noticed the fresh cut that marked the page with a striking crimson splash and her eyelashes fluttered as she smelled the harsh tang. It wasn't a large wound but the observant creature lived to notice these small things, like the way the young male was engrossed with his readings. How different individuals appeared whenever focused fascinated her; some narrowed their eyes, some bit the inside of their cheek, some twitched their whiskers, it was all very interesting.
Bonekit seemed anchored to the ground, only there by physical means but not psychological. Candycorn was the striking opposite, a swoosh of chaos in motion. It was these thoughts that caused Dag to have a quirky small smile curl her lips yet she said nothing, only walking over to watch.
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Rising to her feet to slink forward to get a closer look at both the box and the apprentice, she blinked slowly until she settled for staring at his mask yet she didn't say anything. Instead she curiously reached out to attempt to touch the mask, wondering if it was part of his skin or not.[/fancypost][size=10px]template © wolfe. | #wolfetemplates[/size]
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Eventually though she relaxed and she rolled up the sleeves on her cream sweater before her blue eyes found Onyx. "Hello!" The young teen greeted before Dag shut the door and crouched down beside the hostess.[/fancypost][size=10px]template © wolfe. | #wolfetemplates[/size]
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like ahs dandy?
Yassss!
Dag gonna go after some Candy booty.
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[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 20px solid #FFF5EE; border-bottom: 20px solid #FFF5EE; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; color: white;]Oh shiny things attracted the young girl and she padded over beside Rick while her eyes were glued to the dangerous, but alluring, display of weapons. It gave her chills just looking at them but she'd much rather pick them apart than learn to use them.[/fancypost][size=10px]template © wolfe. | #wolfetemplates[/size]
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