"Winds blow, nations change, fortunes rise and fall, but the simple folk will always be asked to shoulder the weight."
That was the quote that Izumi's father had recited to her on the day that he began educating her in the way of the sword. She didn't fully understand it at the time, but...
Haha, not really. :P
I did play it a few times in the past, but I was using that as my status before trying LoL or hearing about it. I got it from a song title actually, here's the link if you're curious: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wokNTMOGArE
NAME: Ava Kharaith
FACTION: N/A
RANK: N/A
SPECIES: Energy Vampire
AGE: 20
GENDER: Female
HEIGHT: 5'9"
WEIGHT: 115 lbs.
EYES: Black
HAIR: Midnight blue
SKIN: Grayish blue
CREDITS: 1,000
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: A glyph from the ancient language of long dead civilization tattooed on her...
Kōkō wasn't particularly pleased with herself, having failed to talk the merchant into letting her have what she wanted before Raphael intervened. The padawan knew that she could do better, but the foreignness of the situation as well as the constant effort necessary to keep up her disguise...
Fiorenza accepted her weapon back, albeit with a slightly puzzled expression visible upon her face. She had no idea why in the world the staff sergeant thought it would be a good idea to give it back to her, but she wasn't about to complain. However, she did agree that they had larger problems...
After a few minutes, Izumi had grown tired of waiting for Lex to show up, and the idea that he may have simply gone off without her also crossed her mind. She didn't mind that too much, never really having been the type that liked partnering up, but this particular situation would have been...
((Edited the beginning of my last post a bit since I realized that I misread something. Oops! XD
It doesn't affect your reply though so don't worry about it.))
Fiorenza held her breath for a moment as one particularly overzealous soldier moved towards her, clearly feeling that same urge for...
The soldier's request for a ceasefire fell on deaf ears. Adrenaline was still running high, especially after Paolo had bit hit, so revenge was the main thing on Fiorenza's mind at that moment. As her shotgun ran out of ammo, she set it down on the ground and drew her pistol, shooting blindly...
The plan didn't go quite as expected. Instead of ambushing the enemy as they tried to rush inside, Fiorenza and Paolo found themselves trying to get as far away as possible from a grenade that had been thrown inside. She managed to avoid the full effect of the blast, but her vision was cut down...
Just as she was beginning to build uo some interest for the movie that she was watching, Fiorenza was slightly startled as somebody rushed into the room. Knowing that she was living in the middle of a ruined city and surrounded by hordes of undead abominations tended to make her just a tiny bit...
Burc, feel free to have James and his soldiers either take over the theater by force and capture Fiorenza or make some sort of truce with the gangsters, I'm cool with either option. Or if you have something else in mind, I'm pretty much fine with whatever. =]
Although the iconic Chinese Theater on Hollywood Boulevard was still recognizable, it had nevertheless undergone significant changes in the last three weeks. Most significantly, every exit except for the main one in the front and a single one in the back had been very heavily barricaded, making...