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Shila was delighted to see someone new approaching her. She smiled and waved to them. "Hey there! I'm Shila."

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New faces
Shila was delighted to see someone new approaching her. She smiled and waved to them. "Hey there! I'm Shila."
Radioactive { Chris/ Circe}
The wind started to pick up along with the snow that just started to fall, Circe started to wonder if the aircraft would even be able to land due to the snowstorm that was beginning. She was waiting in one of the hangers that were located at the end of the landing strip.
It wasn't too long after her little thought that she saw the aircraft in the distance on the strip. She was even impressed with the skill of the pilot.
'I should give them more credit' She thought as she made her way over to the aircraft when it came to a halt. She moved her large ski goggles down to cover her eyes as her boots made a muffled 'thud' noise as she walked.
There were other soldiers around due to the fact that the aircraft was also delivering some equipment, but she was here to escort a fellow agent from the North American branch.
In her winter uniform she was barely noticeable in the blizzard but she was able to notice the guest due to his dark attire.
"Chris Redfield!" she shouted over the noise of the plane and the shouts of her fellow soldiers as they unloaded the plane.
"Circe Jones, I'm here to escort you to the base!" she said, once she was closer to him.
Photographs... [@agent-redfield-chris]
Piers smiled slightly as he looked at the photographs in his hand, some showed him as a little kid, in another photo he held his mother tight in his arms. Maybe he was sixteen years old in this image. Amused he shook his head, now he held a photo with him and Chris. Laughing. The young male stared for many minutes at this image until he put it down on the table.
The man on the next photograph confused him, he has seen his face never before. Black hair, a hooknose and small eyes. He looked like twentyone and seemed to be nervous. Wrinkles appeared on his forehead.
You don't remember him right? said a cold voice in his head and Piers sighed. It was talking to him again, the virus or...his own..madness. The ex sniper scratched his nose and took a sip of his hot coffee.
Don't ignore me...I know you can hear me. I am your conscience.
"Conscience? Suuuuree.." he replied sarcastically and rolled with his eyes. "I do remember him but ..I don't know his name anymore...he was with me in Edonia."
Gratulation murder, you got that right.
"Time to shut up." Piers stated and poured Vodka in his coffee, he only drank to forget this annoying voice. Briefly he looked at his watch. It was 1 p.m. It was too early for this shit. The male stood up, took the cup and emptied it in the sink. He had promised Chris to not drink alcohol anymore.
"Fuck yeah.."
shopping trip|@agentredfieldchris
The new mother was split into two minds right at that moment. Having had her son Adam all she had wanted to do was spend time with the new baby, but her husband Zachary felt that Lorina should spend time on her own. He thought if she had been around the baby and grew too attached, it would be hard for her to leave the baby when he grew a little older – and Adam was with him, it wasn’t like he was with strangers.
Taking a walk, after she agreed, Lorina felt perhaps she should go on a little shopping trip and get things for the baby. Having the child so close to when the shops closed meant that Zachary and Lorina didn’t get everything they needed. Sure they knew when to expect the baby so they stocked up on the necessity, but Lorina being Lorina forgot things. As always.
Making her way towards the convenience store, Lorina looked in her handbag, not really watching where she was going. Her eyebrows furrowed as she attempted to find her purse… but with her bag being like any woman’s bag, her purse would most likely be found at the bottom of the holding object. “Come on…” She muttered, wrestling her hand around the make-up, pacifiers and other objects in her bag.
If you are getting this, this means many things. First off I love you dearly even if we have never ever talked I love watching your character interact! This also means that I’d love a chance to interact or just even rp with you. Really anything is fine by me! But on this note this also means that I appreciate how you play your character OC or not! I love watching you pop up on my dash it makes me happy. So yea have a great day and I love you <3 Sara the mun
Hello! You just made my afternoon! Thank you so much for this wonderful message and I would love to interact with you too. I’d especially love to role-play with you – either/or I really don’t mind. I hope you have a great day too, and I’ll throw together a starter for us – thank you, once again.
Dee <3