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*tracks*
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erika had heard a thing or two about this place and, with no other place to be, the feline had decided to join.
the petite feline, fur pale gold, approached the boarder and inhaled a large breath. "erika, here to join with intention to declare to house targaryen." -
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"i'm sure she'll arrive soon enough." erika mused as she approached, taking a seat. -
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"if we do it, i'm in." erika stated as she approached, taking a seat with a mildly interested gaze. oh, this would be fun; maybe she could do something about all her oppressed anger. though, she'd likely be more of a drunken distraction. the feline wasn't sober often. -
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"erika targaryen," was all the feline stated as she entered, taking a seat and sipping from her flask. she wasn't particularly interested in meeting many individuals, but hey, why not? -
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erika approached, in a way that most women wouldn't dare. golden hair pinned back, the floor length black dress she wore with a high neck, no sleeves, with a gold belt and slit up her left thigh. despite her appearance, erika lacked two things: shoes and sobriety.
she held the flask in her hands as she approached, her other hand shielding the sunlight from her eyes. "please tell me there's alcohol around here. i'm on empty and we do not want to meet sober erika. she's worse then drunk erika." the targaryen twenty-something huffed as she approached. -
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human au with erika? i feel like they'd have an interesting interaction. -
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moon and erika au? -
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thread with erika? -
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thread with erika? -
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among the prisoners stood erika. the woman stood out with her height; at five foot eleven, she was close to ed's height, and practically towered over the girls.
erika was in there for something she didn't deny; bank robbery and attempted murder. with a few 'friends', erika had assisted in robbing a bank. they got away with it, too. but two weeks later, she had gunned down her three accomplices when they tried to steal her money and run.
and, they'd busted her.
so, erika stood there, silent and bored looking. despite the handcuffs, the only thing she seemed interested in was fixing her curly golden mane of hair. -
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erika had been enjoying her time since she'd joined westeros, but there was one thing that bothered her: too many animals.
the feline had lived alone, the twenty-three moon's she'd lived. until she joined the westeros, she'd only stopped to visit, never stayed too near others for too long.
and now, she found herself ducking away to find somewhere to drink. and so, the targaryen found herself ducking behind a tree; she didn't have half a clue where she was, and didn't really care. all that mattered to the blonde at that moment was downing whatever the latest alcohol she'd filled her latest flask with as fast as possible. -
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sure thing!
http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=2109571.new#new -
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*tracks* -
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(*hits head against wall* just change all that beginning stuff to she, uh, moved to westeros. it's nearly 100 degrees here and i can barely remember my name, haha! and omfg, that was literally the first song that popped into my head; see how it goes i suppose?)erika glanced up at the male, hurriedly setting the flask down and clearing her throat. "hey hey buddy, you should be happy i'm drunk. i'm a lot more fun to be around when alcohol's involved. what happened to you anyways? you look like you got hit by a truck. twice." she asked, pinning her hair up from the heat and raising an eyebrow at the male.
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erika blinked politely to the two females, turning her gaze to anarchy. "i swear my life to house targaryen." she said, yawning and blinking a few times. hopefully, this place has some good booze. -
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well, something to do.
"can i have one?" erika called out, yawning as she approached. she'd be happy with anything, as it was something to do. -
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"ahh, don't worry, it's happened to all the greats." erika mused as she stared into the black hole of the flask, swirling it around thoughtfully. "it's good alcohol. dunno what kind, bought it off some monks. stronger than usual, but it makes you all warm and fuzzy. it tastes...well, the more you drink it, the better it tastes. try it- i bet it'll make you forget all about that torture."
the female chuckled, leaning back against the tree and patting the ground beside her, holding the flask out. perhaps she'd make a friend. for once. -
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erika took another sip herself, setting it between them and sighing. "so, how does one get the last name snow, hmm? is it some new house i haven't heard of or something?" -
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"a bastard? oh, that seems...kinda awesome." erika mused, not noticing how touchy the topic seemed to be to link. she wasn't the type to avoid anything; she thought something and said it. though, she didn't judge others for things out of their control.
"you're probably not daddy's favoite, if he let 'em mark you a bastard. just think about all the things you could get away with under the radar. besides, snow's a pretty awesome surname. erika snow. i think it works. if i didn't adore the targaryen house so much, then i just may have considered trying to play bastard for that last name."
she was rambling, but it was better than her sober ranting. "tell me, mister snow, what's it like, being a bastard? are you able to get away with anything?"