Sniper Bec

My name is Bec, Alliance Sniper, 5th Platoon. Reporting for Duty. [[ Indie Mass Effect OC RP Blog ]]

[the-omega-thief]

“I will not calm down. I WILL RAISE HELL AND BREAK SHIT!”

[milwyr]

“Only sometimes.” She finally let her gaze slip from the other. In the back of her mind she could feel herself relax. The other was clearly too nervous to be a threat, and there was something about the woman that made her inclined to trust her. Whether that got her ass handed to her or not she’d have to wait and find out. “Thankfully the galaxy only needs saving every once in a while.”

Snorting, the commander stuck her hand back into her pocket and tilted her head up to the look at the sniper. “As long as you don’t mention my constant need for a step ladder, or use my head as an arm rest I promise not to consider biting your head off. Once the jokes start then we’ll need to have another talk.”

[sniperbec-blog]

“Would have never considered that to be true. Seems like somethin’s always goin’ wrong, wherever I look.” Bec chuckled. Seemed to always be the case she noticed. 

She grinned, looking down at the commander from the corner of her eye. “Will do, commander.” Bec replied. Knowing how things usually went for her, she’d be the one carrying the step ladder for Shepard. “Wouldn’ dream of it. I’ve seen what its like to be on your bad side, on the news.”

[sniperbec-blog]

nonsexual acts of intimacy - select from the following for my muse to respond to:

♔ : Finding your muse wearing their clothes

♕: Holding hands

♖: Having their hair washed by your muse

♗: Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse's lap.

♘: Cuddling in a blanket fort

♙: Sharing a bed

♚: Head scratches

♛: Sharing a dessert

♜: Shoulder rubs

♝: Reading a book together

♞: Caring for each other while ill (specify which party is which)

♟: Patching up a wound

♤: Taking a bath together

♧: Your muse playing with their hair

♡: Accidentally falling asleep together

♢: Forehead or cheek kisses

♠: Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc.

♣: Back scratches

♥: Your muse crying about something

♦: Slow dancing

[norwegiandetective-deactivated2]

Armaments. Closed rp for sniperbec

[norwegiandetective-deactivated2]

Albert kept running, occasionally ducking behind cover and darting out again as Lombard did the same. Lombard ducked into the undergrowth once more as Albert approached. Out of thermal clips. The admiral left the gun and turned leftwards, further into the forest.

Albert could see him whizzing off in a new direction into the swamp lands. He looked back, sighting Bec after them in the distance in the open. The salarians seemed to still be back at the balcony dealing with that other Cerberus forces. The jungle was getting thinker. Dense and muggy. Albert was used to the outdoors, though. Years of survival training paying off. This might actually be good for him.

He turned rightwards instead; vanishing silently into the weeds.

[sniperbec-blog]

Bec shouldered her gun, running into the thickness of the forest and trying her best to keep an eye out for Albert and the Admiral. Except, the trees were too dense and she quickly lost sight of where the detective went. She slowed to a stop, huffing as she glanced around the trees. 

She spotted a gun on the ground, eyeing it for a moment. “Bastard.” It was the Admiral’s, so he was out of clips. She glanced around. She couldn’t tell which direction the admiral would have headed.... her worst trait, outdoor survival. 

She turned left, hoping to trust her instincts, at least the ass didn’t have a gun.

[gotmyshareofscars]

The hits keep coming-closed rp for sniperbec

[gotmyshareofscars]

“No problem Bec, anytime you wanna talk, you know where to find me.” said Joker.

Kay nodded, smiling, then lead the way out of the cockpit. She headed towards the ‘nose’ of the ship where the galaxy map was. Zaeed, Nel, and Fred (aka Blasto) were waiting there, along with Garrus, in a bare, darkened room.

“Okay,” said Kay, stepping forward. The galaxy map sprang to life around them, a three-dimensional model that was projected through the space. It was not only accurate, but breathtakingly beautiful, the stars winking like diamonds, the planets like so many rubies and sapphires.

Kay walked through it towards a galaxy. “This is the Knossos system,” she touched it, and they zoomed in. She touched a planet, and they zoomed in closer, able to see the continents and weather patterns.

“And this is Zakros. The mercenary outpost is somewhere here.” she circled an island of the coast of one of the larger continents, and it lit up, pulsing with a soft glow.

“The island is relatively small, but we still need to narrow down where they might be. I want a way to pinpoint exactly where they are. That way we can drop right down on their heads.”

She looked around at the team. “Any suggestions?”

[sniperbec-blog]

Bec took a step towards the holographic galaxy, eyeing the planet as Shepard proceeded to zoom in on the destination. Small island, they had to figure out exactly where they would be. Its a island, it was automatic that they would be on the shore line for water access. 

“Might not be able to even do that.” She absentmindedly rubbed her chin as she eyed the hologram. “What are the chances the base is underground?”

[xerxesofthewolfpack]

The quarian chuckled softly and tried to relax “Yeah good thing I did.” She said looking at her

[sniperbec-blog]

“So...” Bec hesitated, keeping her eyes on her hands instead. “So how you been? Work good? I mean, ain’t screwed up anythin’ with Aria again have ya?”

[mememusingjunk]

Nosy Mun Day Questions!

How are you today?

What is your name?

Have any nicknames?

How old are you?

What gender are you?

What is your sexual orientation?

What country are you from?

How would you describe yourself to a stranger?

Are you attending school?

Do you have a job?

Are you single or taken?

What is your best friend like?

When did you start roleplaying?

What are your favorite subjects/genres to roleplay?

What fandoms are you in?

Have you ever been to convention?

How many muses do you currently have?

Do you relate to your muse?

Do you think you and your muse would be friends?

How would you feel if you met your muse’s faceclaim?

Would you ever consider cosplaying as your muse?

What do you think are your roleplaying strengths and weaknesses?

Is roleplaying more of a job or a hobby to you?

Are you a jealous roleplay partner?

How do you feel about others who have the same muse as you?

What’s a song that could be your theme song?

Name something that’s a favorite of yours?

Any advice for other roleplayers?

Tell us a story about yourself?

Post a pic of yourself?

[sniperbec-blog]

[[ Back, and  tired AF ]]

[littlemusingthings]

“ We are neither on good terms or bad terms. 

                We are no longer anything ”

[aniquotes]

I don’t like pity. Pity makes you feel small and weak. I’d rather have someone hate me than pity me.

Marco, Book #15: The Escape, pg. 98 (by K.A. Applegate)

[sniperbec-blog]

💓

“Was wonderin’ when you’d get here.” Bec grinned, grasping Rila’s hand, entwining their fingers before she leaned down a pressed a kiss to the asari’s cheek.

[notyourslaves-blog]

“The wonderful benefits of technology.” Rila flashed a smile of her own, one that slowly faded with Bec’s words. “We’ll make this work, one way or another.” The thought had her look down, eyes picked out the details in the tank top Bec wore.

“Regular people?” She couldn’t help but laugh at the thought. “I gave up on that over a century ago,” the asari raised her free hand, brought it up to lay on Bec’s face. “It doesn’t have to be wishful.. I’m sure there’s things we can do that won’t ultimately lead to our demise.”

She paused, bit her lip as he nodded, “I’ll let you know the same. Our time approaches anyway, to stretch our legs in a new place. Can only be somewhere for so long before people start connecting the dots.”

Rila dropped her hand, let her elbow go slack in Bec’s hand. “I should probably have that talk with Morinth sooner rather than later.” She looked to the floor a moment before her eyes raised to meet the woman’s, grin plastered on her face. “Kiss for good luck?”

[sniperbec-blog]

There was a peace that had settled between them, although Bec knew the consequences of them being together. The risks that could happen, the fact that they were both killers in their own right. It didn’t matter, she wanted nothing more than to remain there, with Rila’s hand pressed against her cheek. 

“Yeah. We could go out and enjoy some grilled donuts.” Bec smiled, recalling the day that they went out for breakfast, just the two of them. “We’ll keep in contact if anythin’ like that happens.”

Bec nodded, her eyes looking down as she remembered Rila still needed to talk with her sister. It was only a matter of time before the asari had to leave. Although Rila’s next words brought a smile back to Bec’s face, Rila’s request too adorable for Bec to pass up.  “Always.” She replied, bending down to press a kiss to Rila’s lips. “Good luck.”

[hopeful-hugz]

National Kissing Day, you say? Send a 💓 if you’d like a kiss from my muse.

[gotmyshareofscars]

The hits keep coming-closed rp for sniperbec

[gotmyshareofscars]

“Awkward, nostalgic, and strange, a typical day with the Commander.” Joker quipped, giving her a smile. “As for the team thing, you’ll get over it. We got a lot of lone wolves on the Normandy, and they pull together for missions, do their own thing when they’re not.”

He was interrupted by Kay knocking on the wall of the cockpit.

“Hope I’m not interrupting?” she said, and Joker shook his head. “Nah, just finishing up.”

“In that case, I need my sniper.” said Kay. “Hope things worked out?”

Joker snorted, flushing slightly. “Oh my God Shepard, what are you, my mom? We’re fine, I’m fine, please stop embarrassing me.”

Kay walked over and gently tweaked the brim of his cap, smiling. “Drink your milk and eat your veggies.”

Joker stuck his tongue out at her impishly as Kay turned to Bec. “We’re going to go over the mission by the galaxy map, if you wanna join us.”

[sniperbec-blog]

“I hope so. At this rate, I’ll keep makin’ myself look like an idiot. Already did that to you, twice, if you ask me.” Bec gave him a small tired smile. She was hoping she’d get use to it, but at the same time she knew it was only a matter of time before she was back to being a lone wolf.

Bec turned, seeing Shepard join them in the cockpit. She nodded at the commander, greeting her. “Yeah, I’ll join you.” She stepped towards Kay, taking a moment to glance back at Joker and nod at him. “Thanks for talkin’ to me, Joker. I appreciate... what you said.”

She turned back to Shepard, nodding at her to lead the way. “Shall we?”

[pastxcanxhurt-deactivated201612]

Sid shrugs. “Basically. In laymans terms. I’ve never really worried about what I am. At least, not defining it.”

She tosses her head and laughs at Bec’s question. “Not so much teenage days, more like….Trying-to-throw-my-life-away-because-my-people-are-lost-forever kind of days.” She gives another shrug; she’s come to accept that she’s the last of her kind. “But yes, I have my act together. I only get into trouble when I’m not on duty.” She winks. “So as soon as we’re back here, I’m probably going to go challenge a krogan to some sort of stupid pain-endurance test because they get a kick out of ‘humans’ being able to….how do they put it? Have the quad to do something.” She snickers. “And I was never the one for sneaking and pickpocketing. I did the really dumb stuff.”

Sidearg gives a wry smile. “Surprisingly not. I find myself most at home with the asari–though I’ve yet to be able to change my skin blue–and I’ve made some friends amongst some wonderful asari on the Citadel. They’re also the most…accepting of me. At least, those who know what I am.” She shakes her head. “I’m not great with keeping my secret, but I’m very good at finding people who are trustworthy.”

[sniperbec-blog]

“Ah, those days. Sounds a lot like a human’s trying-to-throw-my-life-away-because-no-one-gets-me kind of days.” Bec chuckled, resting her head in the palm of her hand. “Sad I didn’ catch you while you were off duty.” Her eyes went wide and she lifted her head up, surprised. “I mean wait I...... I don’ know what I mean by that, sorry.” She shook her head, unsure of what she was trying to say, whether or not it was her accidentally flirting or just not making sense, as usual.

She nodded, not surprised by that statement. “I mean, they probably live as long as you, right? Makes sense that they would be most acceptin’.” She chuckled at Sid’s last comment, shaking her head at it. “Me? You tryin’ to say I’m trustworthy?”

[gotmyshareofscars]

The hits keep coming-closed rp for sniperbec

[gotmyshareofscars]

Joker smirked. “Flying is just falling with style. All you have to do is learn to avoid the ground and you’re halfway there.”

He gave her a shrewd look. “I’m guessing…..this is all kinda weird? Going from some kinda black ops babe to getting adopted by Commander Shepard.”

He grimaced. “And getting fawned over by Aria T’loak, not so great. She’s like a shark in a meat suit.”

Cocking his head, he looked up at her. “You dealing with this okay? I mean, it’s been a lot to take in.”

[sniperbec-blog]

Bec grinned lightly. “That’s an… interestin’ way of puttin’ it.” The idea made her chuckle. Learn to avoid the ground and you’re halfway there. She was good at hitting the ground. 

“Weird?” Her head perked up at the notion, one brow cocking up. “No, not exactly. Not really weird as just... awkward. An’ its not about bein’ taken in by Shepard either. These kinds of missions I’m pretty use to.” She paused, rubbing the back of her neck. “Its more so, bein’ around people. I’m use to workin’ on my own. It feels strange to be around a crew more like.”

She turned her head to the side, not really wanting to think of Aria’s fawning. “I’m dealin’ with it, which is surprisin’, since I’m normally terrible at that.” She shrugged. “Kinda brings me back to basic. Workin’ in a team again, weird things happenin’. A little nostalgic, although strange to have again.”

[norwegiandetective-deactivated2]

Armaments. Closed rp for sniperbec

[norwegiandetective-deactivated2]

Albert ducked down to Bec’s level as the shots flew past him. The salarians fired back, only to miss as Lombard weaved past and leapt over the balcony with a flourish. Rentola also bent down to Bec; with quick thinking applying medi-gel as the other troops behind him feebly fired in Lombard’s direction.

As Lombard had ran past the distracted agents behind him, the effect of being stunned was doubled by him activating an overload module, frying the two salarian’s weapon systems.

Rentola started to try and drag Bec to her feet. “Get after him!” He shouted to the two other troops behind himself and Albert. Nonetheless they were much too focused on the previous distraction and distant fighting.

“Come one Bec! It’s just a flesh wound.” Albert rallied. He quickly head to the balcony, leaving her behind briefly. Lombard had jumped onto a large tree below him, now climbing down to the forest floor. The firefight between STG and retreating Cerberus troops continued on the other balcony across the way. The other salarians, not sure what to focus on, started to try and help their comrades by setting up a sniping position and leaving Albert, Bec, and Rentola to deal with Lombard.

‘Fuck it’, Albert thought, as he too leapt onto the tree and slid down the trunk.

[sniperbec-blog]

Bec groaned, pushing the salarian off her as she stood up, still clutching her shoulder, the medi gel had helped stopped the bleeding at least, but unfortunately the bullet was still there. She grit her teeth as she grabbed her rifle off the ground and ran after Albert and Lombard. 

She got as far as the edge of the balcony before she stopped, watching Albert slide down the trunk after the admiral. “The fuck!” Bec waved her hand at the tree, annoyed that she had to get shot and climb down a tree in the the first few minutes of getting shot. 

She quickly opened her omni-tool and slammed an adrenaline shot into her thigh. She shouldered her rifle and jumped for the tree, sliding down the trunk a few minutes behind Albert. She hit the forest floor, taking a knee as she held up her rifle, switching shoulders as she stared down the scope. She could see the admiral, but Albert was too close behind for a clear shot, with her bad side. 

“Damn.” She stood back up, chasing after the two.