#amara1

[thorfinns-on-a-rowle]

WHO: Thorfinn Rowle and Amara Zabini WHEN: December 31st, 11:48 WHERE: Room of Requirement, New Years Eve Party

“Amara!” Thorfinn called, an almost comically goofy grin appearing on his face at the side of her. He leaned back slightly, completely ignoring the person he’d just been talking, and waved in her direction. He’d had more than a few drinks throughout the night, so he was feeling a little more silly than normal, and twice as dumb. “Amara!” He called again, trying to catch her attention. She finally looked in his direction, and he smiled even wider. “Hey! Hey! C’m’here!”

@belleza-immortale

[yin-in-flames]

When: Afternoon

Where: Fayette School

Closed Starter: @faequeenx​

It was an honor to be asked by the Amara to run an interactive seminar about wildlife conservation at the school. The best of both worlds, she got to speak about her passion and the kids had so much fun with it. Making the next generation passionate about the planet they live in is so important to her. She’s just packing up when Amara comes by the room, “Amara, thank you so much for having me, it was such a great time. I honestly wasn’t expecting the kids to be so engaged.”

[funionmonion]

The mercenary pushed the omnic target back into a wall, simply in presence, keeping the barrel of his gun aimed up into its chest. The location Firal had decided to corner this thing was inconspicuous, helping to hide the unfolding scene. You'd think anything would be noticed in an underground metro, but it was a slow night, and this was taking place on the sidelines. "Excuse me, I have somewhere to be." It spoke clearly with that... off voice they all had, extremely fake sounding, dull. You wouldn't think a robot could quiver, or experience fear, but it was obvious as its metallic fingertips twitched slightly. It was odd, it was wrong. Machines shouldn't be able to react like that. Firal let out a low growl as he spoke, his mask permanently baring its teeth, "No, you have nowhere to be."