#NicPics Day 39. Annika! Can we please just get confirmation for Series 3? The wait has been excruciating and it’s been a year!
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#NicPics Day 39. Annika! Can we please just get confirmation for Series 3? The wait has been excruciating and it’s been a year!
norwegiandetective replied to your post:I feel meh since days like why do I even bother...
Nearly all overly self-deprecating posts like this are paranoid. Of course people will write with you. You only have to ask. Everyone in RP I have ever seen who says ‘my characters are rubbish everyone hates me’ has been wrong. They’re fine. People don’t respond to posts like this though because it feels awkward/sometimes looks like attention seeking. Don’t worry.
No I know people write with me, and it isn't like I don't have people to rp with, I just feel meh. Which is a mixture of being stressed out and just not wanting to talk to people. Which makes me feel bad because I have to respond but if I don't feel like it.
Murder
Alliance. That much was obvious.
The only thing that was missing was who the killer was. Tanil glanced up from where she observed the body, a dead Alliance marine as she observed the CSec cleanup crew. There wasn’t much evidence to go by. The gun was left in the apartment, no prints, some blood, evidence of a struggle and a dead marine in the living room.
Tanil stood up, sighing as she rested her hands on her hips. Bailey had told her to investigate, but determined it was probably just a typical break in. Except nothing was stolen, and a lot of things didn’t quite add up. Since it was a dead marine, it was only a matter of time for Alliance to show up and access the situation as well.
Fun.
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Brill chilled on her perch, overlooking many people walking past. It was a busy day on Omega, for some god damn reason. Her fingers drummed against her lips as she watched the people beneath her. No one paid her much mind, she could blend into the shadows fairly well anyways, so they probably couldn’t even see her.
It was always interesting to people watch, and pick out those who just don’t belong. For example, the old man that she spotted among the crowds, he didn’t look Omega... first of all, he was human and too old of a human to be in this part of the system. It made him an obvious target, that much was obvious when a vorcha approached the man and started to scream obscenities at him that made no sense to a translator.
Brill grinned, hopping down from her perch, letting her biotics coast her down til she was on the ground. She quickly made her way to the pair, pushing the vorcha away. “Yeah, yeah. I’m sure he got all of that, now move along and bother someone else you hate for no reason, k? Okay, love these talks.”
The vorcha growled at Brill, but one smile from her made him quickly turn away and scamper off. Brill turned her attention back to the old man, eyeing him for a moment. “Alliance I take it? Sure as hell don’t look like any place in the Terminus Systems.”
Office Politicking. RP for norwegiandetective
Heidi sat nonchalantly in the waiting room beside the embassies on the Citadel. She was slightly uncomfortable with the arrangement to meet here but work was thinning and she couldn’t really turn down a new client. Eventually she saw the detective in the distance, making her jump involuntarily with her lack of patience. She straightened her dress and hair as he approached. “Good afternoon detective,” she extended a hand to the officer rather too quickly. Quietly embarrassed at herself. “Thank you for asking to meet with me. Ariake Tech can surely provide you with what you are looking for. Though I am not sure why you didn’t just go through commercial channels.”