Post by knight on May 7, 2011 2:40:03 GMT -5
real big fan of yours ,
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" We are the ones
We get knocked down
We get back up and stand above the crowd
We are one"[/center]
quite the joke to you ,
[/color][/font][/center]"so, hon. welcome to the distorted world.
what's your name?"
"Rinoa Heartilly. Don’t press your luck"
"ey, that's pretty cute. how old are you, and where are ya affiliated?"
"March 3. 17. Deiling City. Don’t be cute, it doesn’t fit you "
"young'un, are you? well then, i can deal. so... how bout you and me go on a date?"
"A Date? I think you might need to get rid of that receding hairline and maybe hit the gym… and aren’t you a lot bit old?."
"aaand.. what is your specialization?"
"I can’t seem to remember. When I came to I registered here and the word Ravager kept running through my head. "
"cool, cool. i guess youre a little talented filly? i like 'em like that."
"Too bad they don’t like you like that!"
kissed me in your room ,
[/color][/font][/center]"and on to the second section! how tall are you, exactly?"
"Five foot and three inches of Heart. "
"ah, just three inches taller. hm. so, what's under your clothes? not that i wont find out for myself."
"If your Five foot, then aren’t you technically still a boy? My body is nowhere near athletic. I have a linear body not the type made for rigorous combat that’s why my arms are thin, upper half is petite with semi sized legs. Raven hair with blonde highlights allures those to my Asian heritage.
"okay, sorry. let's talk about some.. non - crude things? what's your personal style?"
"A simple Black top and shorts covered by a sky blue skirt. A overcoat that’s made like a sweater covers over this that is sleeveless and I have forearm slits that cover them in the same blue hue, and did I mention the black boots? See how they shine?"
"hey, you look like that celebrity... what was the name...?"
"Forgetting a girls name who you want tot ake out? Rinoa Heartilly"
"right! i remember now. you look just like them. except better, heh heh..."
"I don’t even know why I wasted my time. IM sure my know it all Father have informed you..."
replied i love you too ,
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"soo, do you like or dislike anything?"
"I don’t like you… I can’t stand you… and I can’t wait to be away from you… is that enough dislikes for you? I like the stars whether its shooting stars, sitting stars, falling stars or anything that has to do with the cosmos for that matter.."
"ohmyjonas, me too! wow, thats such a coincidence. so have any dirty habits or secrets?"
"I have gained the nicknamed Rebellious Princess for not living up to what my dad, operative of the Deiling militia, has wanted me to do. In my original world I helped unearth a fake ambassador on a train and that guy really stunk... I was unearthed as a possible sorceress, having the powers over all domain of magic including time and space. I was almost single handedly controlled for dimensional domination but was foiled thanks to a cute guy who was obsessed with Lions and guns."
"coolness, yo. umm. home dawg. anyways. describe yourself."
"Optimism and brutal honesty through and through. When something doesn’t go my way My concern and dislike for it is immediately identified in any way I deem fit. I didn’t gain the title Rebellious Princess for nothing.."
"like dude! we're so compatible..."
"Compatible? Dude you’re a sicko… ."
a little bit insecure ,
[/color][/font][/center]"okay, let's rush through this. i'm thinking dancing? then, we can talk about rooms."
"You just don’t quit do you? You can drop the lines cause they aren’t working."
"shh, if my boss knew about our secret romance... so. what's your heritage?"
" Home? I really can’t say I have one. I was born in Deiling city but I never considered it home. I was never allowed out until I personally bust out myself with some friends. Those were good times until that damned Sorceress interfered.."
"wow, your family would love me! have anyone else in your family?"
" Just a mother and Father. I don’t even remember my mother too well and my father is something else. E don’t even talk so I guess you can say there is no family."
"oh. sounds horrible. haha. anything else important happen in your life?"
"I was born, I matured into a Sorceress power and woke up here in this office in front of the ugliest man I have ever seen in my life."
"hey, look! we're done. so, i would ask you on a second date, but i'm about to explode. no, really. please step back."
"Try me… I will make you famous on this day."
of this mistreatment ,
[/color][/font][/center]name. Rinoa, Rin, Tony
age. 24
rp experience. 12 years
rules. I prefer Firaga but since I can only cast Thundaga take that…
rp sample.The running had stopped. She was alone but she no longer seemed to seek the feelings she once needed. Eyes would cloud over and close as her head tilted to the side smirking to herself. A mumbled mutter came from those same lips followed by quiet laughter, the moon illuminated everything around her and yet it was difficult to recognize anything. She stood at a balcony in the sky overlooking Acres of field though she was not focused on these; her attention was directed towards the sea.
Boats had gathered together, the rapid speed they’d all maintained on their journey slowed down but still sent each vessel crashing into the beach upon arrival. She no longer was smirking, her expression now irritated by the vermin that wanted to take so much away from her. They’d fail. Each of their faces flashed before her eyes, each one scared, angry and misguided, they were all just small, useless pawns in this game and there was no way they’d reach their goal. Unlike her.
Squall had finally came for her, he’d hold her close. Close but without the comfort. It almost made sense in her mind but he’d lean in, eyes looking straight into hers as their noses almost touched. Those same eyes that had locked onto hers countless times before. Except this time his face wasn’t as emotionless and he held only hate inside his blue eyes. Suddenly he’d move away, she’d gasp for air but it was too late, the blade from her stomach was ripped out by his own hand. She could only reach out as she fell backwards, grabbing his necklace, breaking the chain from his neck as she clutched the lion in her hand with the little strength she had left and she’d fall into the darkness.
Rinoa flipped up from her bed, gasping. Another bad dream, she’d thought they’d become less frequent the more she’d wake up without Squall, but it seemed otherwise. Sliding her legs over the bed sheets so her feet could touch the floor, Rinoa sat for a moment trying to wake up properly. Her dark eyes were still not quite open and ready for the light past her closed curtains. A hand gently reached up and rubbed one like a child before lying back down and squeezing the mattress, “Hm.” She’d mumble and looked up towards her window.
Be it not hers at all, after the base had been ruined and Watts and Zone came back from their little “trip” they’d been staying in various places, Rinoa had been quite welcome at the hotel, Watts at the Timber Maniacs provided he helped them with their work and Zone at the leader of the Forest Foxes residence also provided he’d help around there. The rest were welcomed by friends around Timber, a few out of town. Rinoa’s hopes were to get them all together again so they could continue with their goal for Timber but they’d need to find another base.
She had a small plan, though it was best to sit with Watts and Zone to work out the details. When she’d got everyone back together, she’d seek out SeeD once again. But before all that...she’d need to take a shower. Pushing herself up, the young woman would walk over to the window, the sound of rain heard from her bed as the water hit her windowsill. Hands pushing open the curtains allowing her to see the grey clouds and water running down her window.
A smile crossed her lips as she turned and walked towards the bathroom. After what had happened recently, she was going to need to check on a few people, their welfare, the damage to the town. She’d wonder whether everything was going to be alright this time. Sure she would survive but what about the people around her? Perhaps it was now to speak with her father properly also, after everything that had happened in the past few weeks, to tie loose ends may be an idea.
As she buttoned her blue dress and pulled her arm warmers over her arms she wondered whether it was right to leave Squall. After all they’d been through it was probably difficult for someone to accept her wishes to leave Balamb Garden so soon. She knew on some level they’d all understand but it also may have seemed so...rushed. She’d laugh at herself for thinking too much about what the others thought, but she had always loved to know what others were thinking, too curious perhaps, she’d just wish she could pluck the thoughts from someone and read them like an open book. And she was sure she wasn’t the only one.
The only thing she had left was her pinwheel. It lay on the edge of the table on the other side of the room. If she were more careful of intruders she’d perhaps keep it closer but she was never worried about the Galbadia Soldiers so much as the young boy she’d found trying to steal the little gil she had. Settling her pinwheel in its holsters she headed on downstairs to check out..
