Ziva David

Ziva David

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Dorm mates || Ziva + Abby

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  Abby beamed at Ziva when she said she wouldn’t want someone like that as a roommate either. “See, it was just meant to be.” She nodded to let Ziva know she was right. “Yeah, all they care about is boys and makeup and parties.” She rolled her eyes. “Don’t get me wrong, I like those things too, but that’s not my life. I’m a scientist.” Or, she would be one day.

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Ziva nodded.  "Yeah I guess so." She would have preferred to have a room to herself, but that was hard to get unless you were just lucky.  Ziva didn't think that Abby would be that bad of a roommate.  She seemed like she was pretty chill about things, if not a little excitable.  "Yeah there are more important things in life than boys, makeup, and parties." She nodded in agreement.  She wasn't over here for any of those things.

[mcgeethenerd]

And now I'm out of Monster

Anyone have any?

[spydavid]

What is this monster you speak of?

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Dorm mates || Ziva + Abby

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Abby waved her hand as if to say no problems. “I’m just lazy. But a lot more people exercise than you think. I see people in the gym all the time, it’s weird.” She crossed her legs, settling back on the bed comfortably.

"Now, you’re probably gonna think I’m one of those crazy people after I say this, and want to change rooms, but I like to speak my mind. I’m glad you’re my roommate. I was scared I’d get put with some super preppy girl who would think I was a freak." Abby smiled at her.

[spydavid]

"Good to know.  Guess I'll have to see when the gym isn't busy then." She nodded.  She usually liked to go for a run on her own and probably wouldn't spend much time in the gym.

Ziva looked at her curiously as she basically called herself a crazy person.  "Oh no that doesn't make you a crazy person.  Between you and me I wouldn't want someone like that sharing a room with me either.  You are talking about the really fashionable ones that thing the world revolves around them right?  That's what you mean by preppy?" 

[spydavid]

Morning Run | Open

Ziva woke up promptly at 6am.  Even with the time difference, she was pretty good at setting an internal alarm clock.  She got up quietly, not wanting to disturb her roommate.  She changed into her sports bra, running shorts and shoes.  Ziva made sure her hair was still intact and left the room.  She made her way out of the dorms and outside.  She began jogging along the sidewalk, enjoying the cooler weather.  Ziva always liked to run.  It not only provided exercise, but also gave her some time to think clearly.

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Dorm mates || Ziva + Abby

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  Abby nodded. “Yeah, sexy in this kinda understated way. It won’t be for every guy, but I bet there are some who wouldn’t be able to stop drooling over you." Abby wasn’t naïve about guys after all, even if she may come across as super silly sometimes.

"No problems. No invading privacy. And you can be as loud as you want, I can sleep through almost anything." She’d always had a strange way of dealing with sound, thanks to her parents. It didn’t bother her, even when asleep. “But I won’t be joining you for a run." She shudded dramatically, making fun of herself.

[spydavid]

"Well thank you, I suppose." Ziva nodded.  She didn't really care about guys noticing her like that.  The point of her coming over here was not to get a boyfriend, unless she felt her cover needed it.  Ziva wasn't interested in romance.  She just wanted to learn more about American culture and know that she could fit in here.

"Great, thanks." Ziva smiled.  It would be a good thing that Abby was a deep sleeper.  Ziva wouldn't have to be as careful with what she was doing as originally planned.  "I don't see why people don't seem to like to exercise.  I like to run by myself anyway." She shrugged.

[spydavid]

Guarded Pasts | Sophie and Ziva

Ziva was sitting in the office, filling out a bit of last minute paperwork.  It seemed like the paperwork never seemed to stop.  There was always one more and another.  She felt like half the time they had the same questions.  She was assured that this was the last of it though and she really hoped they were right.  She was just reading over and making sure she hadn't missed any questions or anything when she heard alarms go off.  She suddenly tensed and looked around, noticing a professor.  She was about to ask what was going on when she heard the announcement.  "I'm new to American schools, but I'm pretty sure this isn't a common thing."  Ziva said.

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Dorm mates || Ziva + Abby

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  "Thanks." Abby shifted on her bed, still in the best mood. Ziva seemed really cool, and Abby was so glad she was her roommate. “I guess my clothes aren’t really easy to move in either, but I still kinda like the way you look. Tough, but still kinda sexy because of it." It didn’t faze her to say things like that, even to strangers.

"I don’t think I have many habits. I mean, just don’t ever touch my toothbrush, and we’re totally ok. Oh, and if I play music too loud, just tell me to turn it down, it’s fine. What about you?"

[spydavid]

Ziva was surprised at Abby's comment on her clothes.  She looked down at herself then back at Abby.  "I look sexy?" She asked, not really knowing this about herself.  It had definitely not been her intention.  The last thing she wanted was some extra attention upon herself.

"No touching your toothbrush, got it." Ziva nodded.  "Will do." She responded about the music thing.  "Well I like to get up early and go for a run most mornings.  I'm usually quiet so it shouldn't be a problem.  Also I like my privacy so just keep that in mind." She said.

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Dorm mates || Ziva + Abby

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  Abby nodded. “Exactly. My parents think it’s so me to be doing this." When Ziva asked about her outfit, she looked down at her clothes and laughed yet again. “No, not really. It’s just my style." She loved goth clothing, and music, and just the whole thing. Sure, she wasn’t a sulk like a lot of goths, but still. “Most girls wear dresses and stuff. I hate dresses."

[spydavid]

Ziva nodded and looked Abby over again.  "Well I probably wouldn't wear something like that, but it seems to work for you.  I don't really like dresses either.  I prefer things that are comfy and easy to move in.  I also like things that you can get dirty and it doesn't really matter.  That does not include dresses."  She nodded.  "Should we um discuss our schedules and habits in case they might be a bother?" Ziva asked.

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Dorm mates || Ziva + Abby

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  Abby laughed at herself. “No, it sounds gross, but I’m ok with that." She sat back on her bed, smiling as Ziva explained her choice in major. “Where would you like to travel most? I also want to go to Dollywood and the Galapagos Islands." She was picking up on Ziva’s nervousness, but she put that down to nerves at being a freshman and everything. If Abby wasn’t so excited, she’d be nervous too.

[spydavid]

"Well as long as you're ok with what you're doing, who's to stop you."  She said, pushing her braid back over her shoulder.  "I don't know if I have a certain list.  I just enjoy traveling."  She replied.  Ziva sat her bag down at the bottom of her bed, figuring she could finish unpacking later.  "Do a lot of people around here dress like that?"  She asked, noticing Abby's wardrobe choices.

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Dorm mates || Ziva + Abby

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  "I did an assignment on it in high school, and it sounded so interesting, that it’s one of the three places I want to go to." Abby hoped she didn’t sound like she was sucking up about this. “Yeah, DNA, finger prints, little sticky substances that I’ll have to identify. I’ll be in heaven." She laughed. “What are you going to do with International Business?"

[spydavid]

Ziva nodded and figured Abby probably didn't know half as much as she thought she did about Israel.  "Sticky substances?  That sounds...interesting." She replied.  At the question about her major, Ziva tensed slightly.  Abby was just asking because she was friendly.  It wasn't like anyone was onto her or knew about her past.  She turned to Abby, smiling again and making herself relax.  "I'd really like to travel a lot, so I figured it would help me with that." 

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Dorm mates || Ziva + Abby

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  Abby felt a little worried when she heard the sigh, but decided to put it aside. Maybe she was just shy. “Oh wow… it’s so nice to meet you Ziva." Her eyes widened slightly when Ziva said she was from Israel. “That’s one of the places I want to visit!" She was telling the truth too, not just saying it for Ziva’s sake. It wouldn’t have occurred to her lie about that. “Oh, I’m gonna be a forensic scientist. I used to live near this wrecking yard, and I loved trying to figure out how the crashes occurred."

[spydavid]

"It's nice to meet you too." She said, smiling.  Ziva figured that it would be better if she was friendly.  "You want to visit my home country?  Why is that?" She asked.  "Ah so you're going to do DNA and all of those things?  I'm not as much into science."  She turned back to continue unpacking as they talked.  She started putting her clothes in the dresser.

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Dorm mates || Ziva + Abby

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  Abby’s face lit up when the door opened. “Hi!" She bounced off her bed and offered her hand. “I’m Abby. Abigail Sciuto, but no one calls me Abigail except for Professor Mallard, and my parents when I’m in trouble. Not that I’m in trouble often, I’m not exactly one of those wild partiers. Although, I do like parties. I just don’t do anything I’ll regret… for too long." She laughed, a little nervously. “Oh, and I’m majoring in Forensic Sciences. What are you majoring in?" She frowned, realising she hadn’t gotten her name yet. “And what’s your name?"

[spydavid]

Ziva sighed slightly and turned to face the girl, shaking her hand.  "Hello Abby.  I'm Ziva and I'm majoring in International Business."  She replied, pulling her hand back.  "Forensic Science sounds interesting.  What are you planning on doing with that degree?"  She asked, curiously.  "Also before you ask where I'm from, it's Israel."

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Finding My Way | Ziva + Lena

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  Lena grinned at the way Ziva described the language. Sure, it could be complicated sometimes. But Lena loved it. Loved the ability to say one thing, but completely mean another. And half the time, she wasn’t entirely lying, people just saw what they wanted to see.

And a girl that looked like her? Well, people wanted her to be as nice as she looked, and she let them think that. Most of the time. “Everyone loves a vacation." She pointed up the pathway. “That’s the building you were trying to get to, right there."

[spydavid]

Ziva nodded.  "Yes vacations can be nice.  I look forward to learning all about American ways and hopefully getting the what did you call them?  Idioms?  Thank you for showing me to the building.  I will see you around, yes?" She asked as she moved to step inside the building.

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Dorm mates || Ziva + Abby

Sitting on her bed, Abby stared at the door. She wanted to meet her dorm-mate. God, she hoped she’d be a really cool girl, and that they could be best friends. She bounced slightly in excitement, and because of the overdose of Caf-Pow she’d just consumed. When would she walk in that door, she’d been waiting for ages. Abby looked at her watch. Well, ok, she’d only been waiting for 6 minutes and 38 seconds. She looked back up at the door expectantly.

[spydavid]

Ziva had finally found her room and opened the door.  She saw that her roommate was already there.  She placed a smile on her face and said hello as she walked over to the open bed.  Ziva wasn't looking forward to having a roommate, but it would be good practice for her, having to act normal.  She placed her bag on the bed and started putting things up.

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Ziva David | NCIS | 18 | Freshman | FC: Seychelle Gabriel | TAKEN

You can’t make an omelette without breaking some legs.  

The Past

Ziva has one of the most complicated pasts. She grew up in Israel, her father working for Mossad. Because of this, she was raised as a spy, along with her half-brother. After her little sister, Tali, died, Ziva became even more determined to do her duty for her country, and to protect Ari.

The Present

Ziva’s father has sent her and her brother to America to study in an American college, and get some practice talking to them. However, Ziva doesn’t really find it easy to talk to them, often getting idioms wrong. Because of this, she tends to spend a lot of time running, or doing some other form of exercise.

Personality

Ziva may come across as extremely manipulative and aggressive, but beneath that, she does have feelings. She’s not quite the cold-hearted assassin she looks like. She’s fiercely loyal to those she cares about, and does have an excellent sense of humour when she wants to.

Relationships

Ari Haswari: her half-brother

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Finding My Way | Ziva + Lena

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  Lena smiled. “Oh, don’t worry. English confuses everyone, even if it’s their first language." It was a very complicated language, if you were using it right. “Oh wow. Israel. Pretty far from home." That was certainly interesting. “No, not at all. You’ll pick up on the idioms in no time." She waved her hand, as if to brush it off. “What’s Israel like?"

[spydavid]

"That does not surprise me.  You people have so many different words that sound the same but mean different things." She said, adjusting the pack on her back slightly.  "Yes, I guess you could say it is like a vacation." She nodded.  "If you say so.  At least I can still get my point across." She said, skipping the question about her home.  She wasn't exactly sure how best to describe it.

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Finding My Way | Ziva + Lena

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  Lena laughed, but not maliciously. “Haystack. Finding a needle in a haystack." She’d found it difficult to learn Russian, so it didn’t occur to her to find it stupid of the girl not to know the saying. “Come on, this way." She started walking, knowing exactly where she was going. “I’m Lena, by the way. Nice to meet you." She smiled over at the girl. “So, where are you from?" It was obvious that she wasn’t American, after all.

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"Yes that's it!  Haystack.  Some of these American sayings are just too much for me." She said, shaking her head lightly.  Ziva started following after the girl, paying attention to her surroundings at the same time.  "Ziva."  She replied, nodding.  "I'm from Israel.  My English isn't that bad is it?" She asked, hoping she wouldn't stick out too much.  That was the worst thing that a spy could want.