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ღ yolo
Attraction meme: accepting
Romantic attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extremeSexual attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extremeAesthetic attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Sensual attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme
“Miri is a bombshell and anyone who disagrees had better get their eyes checked”
@hexagonass
The analog clock that sits under Jill’s television set clicks over to 0900 hours. She’s been watching it for the past five minutes, fingers drumming on the arm of her couch. The calendar on the wall marks three days since she arrived back in California for her annual leave, but it feels like three years. Jill lifts her ankle and rests it on her knee, eyes flicking from the clock back to the television, upon which a famous chef starts to insist that he can still make a healthy meal of all natural earthborn ingredients with no artificial enhancements. Jill can’t remember his name, but he’s grown more wrinkles by his eyes and mouth since last she watched.
Feet brace the impact of her sudden rise from the couch, and Jill turns her back on the set. The sliding door of her closet is flung aside haphazardly and the creak of protest the wood gives reminds her she’s not aboard the C-9170, where her cabin is all metal and electronics, and the bar she fits in place now with clips and previously installed hooks fits in place with super powered magnets. Jill clicks her tongue, finger tracing where the paintwork on the doorframe has given way to the strain of the bar.
There’s white powder on her palms and her hoodie is on the floor at her feet when the knock comes at the door before she’s had a chance to start the exercise. Her frown is deep -- she isn’t expecting anyone, and very few people even know she’s here. Maman always calls ahead and Pa wouldn’t come alone. It’s an insistent knock too, rapping again when she hasn’t answered within half a minute. Jill jogs through from the sitting room and into the hall, leaving a white hand print on the control pad. The lock clicks open.
Jill’s mother used to tell her that she looked like she’d slept under an elcor when she woke up, and Jill had never really understood the phrase until now. Miranda looks, to put it honestly and not at all kindly, a mess. Gone is the usual perfect frame around her face, hair disheveled as though she ran all the way from the Citadel to California, zeroG and all. Her clothes seem out of place, and the casual air of superiority has dissipated into nervous friction, like the charge from rubbing a balloon on cotton personified. Jill isn’t exactly suspicious, but she doesn’t move to invite her in immediately.
(She’s never needed to in the past, Miranda usually invites herself.)
“Randa? What are you doing here?”
@hexagonass liked for a starter
“You’ve got me interested, I’ll give you that - but I’m not signing a goddamn thing until I get details. I don’t do cloak and dagger when my employer puts that many zeroes at the end of my paycheck; nobody pays out that much capital unless he thinks whatever sorry bastard he’s roping into his business needs the motivation.”
“Suicide missions aren’t a problem for me, but I don’t go into ‘em blind. What the hell is it you want me to do, exactly?”
hexagonass replied to your post “TAGGED BY : @tooktheleap (thanks so much my bean) RULES : tag 10 of...”
[... how did i not know youre only 5'3"... smol... precious...
when ur wife forgets all the times this has come up and also forgets all the threats I made about BITING HER ANKLES >8||||
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[ eye zooms…. can i be gay with a patrician matriarch tho thats my question ]
its gonna feature our #1 romeboy julius caesar as protagonist b u t i am also gay for the patrician ladies so ...
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ᴀᴛᴛʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ // ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛɪɴɢ
Romantic attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extremeSexual attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extremeAesthetic attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Sensual attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme
she has an asari trait of seeing anyone with strong biotic powers in high regard, but also…she hasn’t interacted with miranda enough to have anything but respect.
❝ No need to look at me like that, ❞ he chimes ( perhaps somewhat out of the blue ) while peeling the armour off his shoulder. They’re safe now in the confines of the cargo bay, but barely an hour earlier he’d engaged in a graceless charge toward a throng of mechs ––––– followed by an ATLAS unit landing on his established site of offence. But that was then; the effects of that ‘too close for comfort’ encounter now simply bleed into the present as he tries to rid himself of his bloodied shoulder piece. ❝ I’m fine. ❞ ( // @hexagonass )
recast!
Send “RECAST” and I’ll suggest a different FC for your character.
Em.ily Ro.se
