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Due to how many blogs I have and the fact that I simply can’t be on each of them all the time, from now on I’ll be marking all my blogs as SEMI-ACTIVE for my own sanity and anxiety. So don’t be surprised if I end up disappearing for a few days or even a week or two, I’m most likely focused on my other blogs!
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resolve violence with more violence
What doesn’t kill me NEVER will.
@bcwblade cont. from -> here
A sigh at his words, seeming to poke fun at her exhausted state. She would argue if it weren’t so obvious that she had a hard time focusing on anything at the moment. A hand rubbing her face before moving up to try and wipe the tiredness from her eyes to no avail. Perhaps she should leave the hunting to others for the time being.
Eyes met as Simon removed his bandages, Maria able to sense the concern in them. An odd feeling, to have someone concerned for her. Perhaps others did and she merely didn’t notice with how she tended to keep herself separate.
“Aye... I fear the near constant hunts have taken their toll.” Maria looked to the side, another sigh parting lips as her went to lean up against the dirty, grime-covered bricks of a nearby building. “Perhaps I should take a rest. You’re free to continue on Simon, I do not want to slow you down and hold you back.”
I die on my own terms and let me tell you, it’s not today.
@of-forossa cont. from -> here
The Hunter paid no mind to the man at first, simply focusing her attention on treating her wounds with bandages and pressure. She seemed calm despite the large gash on her left bicep, the muscle nearly cleaved to the bone. It would definitely take time to heal, but she would be fine.
At the words only a single pale sapphire stared up to Brom, eyebrow raised slightly before Maria scoffed and stood up, her bandaging finished.
“Even the fastest Hunter will one day be out done by something. The true test of a Hunter is if they have the skill to adapt to new circumstances.” With that the woman began to dress her torso in her garments, showing no signs of embarrassment or any hint of wanting to dress quickly. She was taking her time.
“And who might you be?”
Bloodborne - 39/?
@incubabe cont. from -> here
Rough was only a start to what she would call the night she has had. She had been out on what, at first, seemed like an easy and quick hunt. She had heard of something weird going on and the female wanted to find out what it was exactly, though the only lead she has was ‘something weird’. Of course at first she figured how hard would it be to suss out weird in a town full of ‘normal’?
Very.
There was nothing concrete to go on, no locations, no names, no times. Nothing. It was like finding a slightly different colored piece of hay in a haystack. Damn near impossible.
She had spent the majority of her Saturday searching and searching, calling it quits around midnight. At first Maria was going to just head back to her place, have a drink and pass out; but plans changed, evident by her appearance in the bar as Riley sat down next to her with a question that onloy brought up a slight scoff and a shake of her head.
“Rough doesn’t come close...” Pale hand reached for her drink as a sigh parted the woman’s lips. There was little desire to continue about her night, not particularly wanting to talk about it, though Maria doubted she even could talk to this woman about it. How would she react to the events? ‘I was out hunting a monster that may or may not exist because I’ve heard rumors of some weird things happening that don’t add up.’ No doubt Riley would think she was completely mental.
“... What’s good here to drink? I don’t get out to bars much.”
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❝ The Nightmare held them, and now they are free. But, what about you? Have you profited at all? ❞
Indie Lady Maria Selective & Private Slaughtered by Athena
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❝ The Nightmare held them, and now they are free. But, what about you? Have you profited at all? ❞
Indie Lady Maria Selective & Private Slaughtered by Athena
[LAW|LORE|VERSES|ASK]
Pst, like this for a tired, possibly bloodsoaked Hunter in your askbox
Heavy breaths. Heavy footsteps. Metal clanging against stone. It all echoed through the dark city.
Blood soaked and dripped from the Hunter’s garb, cloth weighed down with the sanguine liquid that hung to the fibers, proof of the hunter’s successful kills. How exhausted the female looked, bags underneath pale blue eyes, the orbs themselves dim and nearly lifeless from the lack of energy. Her movements were sluggish and clumsy, just barely able to stumble into a nearby building to rest. Her rakuyo dropped onto the wooden floor while her body was quick to slump against a wall, movements ceasing aside from the faint movement of her chest.
Lady Maria fanart as this month’s patreon reward.
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Heavy breaths. Heavy footsteps. Metal clanging against stone. It all echoed through the dark city.
Blood soaked and dripped from the Hunter’s garb, cloth weighed down with the sanguine liquid that hung to the fibers, proof of the hunter’s successful kills. How exhausted the female looked, bags underneath pale blue eyes, the orbs themselves dim and nearly lifeless from the lack of energy. Her movements were sluggish and clumsy, just barely able to stumble into a nearby building to rest. Her rakuyo dropped onto the wooden floor while her body was quick to slump against a wall, movements ceasing aside from the faint movement of her chest.
Heavy breaths. Heavy footsteps. Metal clanging against stone. It all echoed through the dark city.
Blood soaked and dripped from the Hunter’s garb, cloth weighed down with the sanguine liquid that hung to the fibers, proof of the hunter’s successful kills. How exhausted the female looked, bags underneath pale blue eyes, the orbs themselves dim and nearly lifeless from the lack of energy. Her movements were sluggish and clumsy, just barely able to stumble into a nearby building to rest. Her rakuyo dropped onto the wooden floor while her body was quick to slump against a wall, movements ceasing aside from the faint movement of her chest.
@vileblccded replied to your post ““Remember, when in doubt, give them a sword.””
“Like, as in a present or as in stabbing them?”
“As a present. Generally speaking, it is bad practice to stab someone unless you are sure they deserve it.”
Maria thinks about it for a second, thinking over most people she knows. “... So I guess stabbing is still on the table.” Watch out Gehrman before you take a visceral from her.
