somalia
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Post by somalia on Oct 9, 2010 21:35:50 GMT -5
Sitting inside of the glass dome, looking up at the snow falling from the sky in this blizzard wasteland, she couldn't help but sneer as she pulls her parka tight around herself. The hot chocolate in the mug on the table in front of her kept her body warm despite the below zero temperatures slipping in through the little cracks of this fine establishment. It's not surprising that with this weather that there are very few customers, the sane individual wouldn't bother leaving their houses on a day such as this. So what was Rajani doing all the way up here in some urban part of Canada? It truly is a mystery indeed.
One leg is crossed over the other, both her hands wrapped around the hot mug as she took a sip of it's contents here and there. In her ears she wore niche' iPod ear phones, her boot that connected to the floor tapped along with the beat of the music. Her gaze had since broken from the view the overhead dome provided her, her eyes now locked on the hot chocolate hovering just over her lap that has got her in quite a trance. What a mundane day. "...I can't get laid in this town without these pointy fucking shoes. ♪"
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Post by north pole on Oct 9, 2010 21:58:22 GMT -5
"Come back here!" The girl cried in thunderous rage as she chased after a polar bear. Of course Rajani wouldn't have been able to hear her through the thick glass window of hers. But if she were to look up, she would have seen the pair running around on the sheet of snow and ice.
The large white bear stormed through the blizzard, pink ribbons playing with the wind that whizzed past him. The girl was wearing her usual gothic lolita dress, that in itself is already bizzare enough. But how did the girl not freeze to death regardless is a mystery. Although, comparing to her house further up north, the weather was like summer.
She would huff and puff trying to outsmart the bear, but she hasn't been in good physical condition. She would finally trip and faceplant into the snow before coughing up a lung. She cursed and trashed and kicked. "Fucking...World...GIVE ME BACK MY HAT!"
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Post by somalia on Oct 10, 2010 6:14:54 GMT -5
For one reason or another, Rajani happens to look up from hearing a loud noise come inbetween audio track switches. Her eyes catch sight of something long and purple in the snow, her eyebrows arching as she makes it out to be a form of a female individual who doesn't seem to be wearing sufficient clothing for such temperatures. A part of Rajani wants to get up and investigate, but the other part of her that is freezing her ass off decides to stay indoors and spectate from her cozy little spot.
A scoff escapes her lips as a hand pulls itself away from the mug to move some hair out of her face as her eyes return up to the glass dome's ceiling. Snow, she's seen it a couple of times in her lifetime and has never been fond of it because of the ungodly cold temperatures it brings, but something about this...feels really nice and nostalgic. Spending 'the holidays' somewhere as quiet and peaceful as this nobody country might be a nice change of pace.
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Post by north pole on Oct 10, 2010 18:13:13 GMT -5
The girl would rise again. Her long purple hair framing her furious face. An angry child with a foul mouth to match. How cute. With sudden burst of speed, and exponentially rising acceleration, the chase continued. The poor bear paniced as it felt such a strong murderous intent and began to run straight for Rajani. Too bad. What it had thought to be its salvation, turned out to be its misfortune; it was stupid and crashed right into the glass dome.
"Hmph, serves you right imbecile." The girl elegently removed the pink lacey hat from the bear's mouth. Taking her time detangling the ribbons while quickly shooting a glare at Rajani. Oh, how the girl was jealous at how cozy she looked. If she just wasn't lost in fucking bastard Canada's Northern property...
She finally fastened her hat on the top left side of her head. [/blockquote]
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Post by somalia on Oct 10, 2010 18:40:45 GMT -5
The world around her seems to explode with violent noise, the entire establishment being thrown in an uproar as the polar bear smashes through the walls. Rajani's eyes were still locked up at the dome's ceiling, but she slowly brings them down to witness the carnage that had just happened. At first she's a little taken back, she didn't think there were any polar bears in Canada. But what did she know about their ecosystem?
Those eyes of hers drift from the unconcious, or possibly even dead, polar bear and look just off to the side at the purple haired female hovering over it with some sort of out-of-date style (as if things weren't weird enough already). Rajani's eyes lock with the other's hateful glare, and this peaked her curiosity. Just who was this girl? Obviously she is that purple mess she saw outside earlier, but something about her kind of, well, isn't right.
Pulling the earphones out of the insides of her ear and pocketing them somewhere safe, a sigh takes over her lips as she finishes the hot chocolate. In the same motion she politely wipes at her mouth with a napkin as she stands up and casually walks over to the scene of the carnage - her eyes locked on the female the entire time as she moved over there. "You should probably get away from that thing before it wakes up and eats you alive."
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Post by north pole on Oct 10, 2010 19:45:27 GMT -5
"Hmph!" The girl tilted her head and crossed her arm in an act to appear strong. Heck, if anyone can last this long outside in the blizzard, you would think of them to be superhuman. She wasn't going to let someone dressed in a parka tell her what to do.
The girl was suspicious of this Rajina character. She wasn't wearing the traditional Canadian military gear, or the funny Russian hats. She was clearly not part of the blonde troupe (the Nordics) either. She just got out from Ottawa too!
She would grip the fabric of her sleeve tighter and take a frightned step back. Her glare remained focus though. Gulp! She swallowed the thought of being caught away. "You weren't sent to bring me back were you?" She asked sheepishly, knowing that despite pretending be tough, she didn't have the strength to fight off even the dogs of Canada. Would explain why she's stuck wandering his house.
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Post by somalia on Oct 10, 2010 21:29:39 GMT -5
Rajani is quite taken aback by the other's sudden question, but she wouldn't let her surprise show on her face. Reaching into her parka and pulling out a PDA, she pretends to look at it once over before putting it away, pulling down on her parka with both hands before lacing her own fingers behind her back. "You're the target." Was this one really a target? Was Rajani looking to take this girl back to where she belongs or was she only just fooling around to see where the other was going with this?'
What is with that look the other's giving her and that readied, stance? This one couldn't possibly hold her own in combat or even be a threat, just look at the way she is dressed! This one is just a mouse running away from something, or someone. Is she a child who has run away from home? Or is she someone important to somewhere special that's deserted her fellow comrades? ...Sure, haha, if her comrades were a bunch of plushes! LOL.
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Post by north pole on Oct 10, 2010 23:34:43 GMT -5
Damn that Canada also took my musket! Think, think, think. The girl bit her bottom lip. Her last stride back put a considerable amount of space between the two of them. She began to whistle with the wind, hoping general winter would come. But she knew all too well that he too has been captured by these filthy humans. The polar bear in her blind spot grunted, signalling his awakening. She was in a pinch. It;s either this lady, or kumajiro.
"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!" A loud scream echoed throughout the ice field as she put all her strength into sweeping a ton of snow at Rajani. The sound of something cracking under their feet would thunder after. She didn't stick around for long to find out its source though, dashing off into the pitch black night.
Would Marina be able to escape her fated doom? [/blockquote]
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somalia
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Post by somalia on Oct 10, 2010 23:41:27 GMT -5
Easily dodging the snow that was thrown at her with a simple twist of her body, Rajani pushes some hair that fell into her face out of the way as her eyes watch the other female scurry off. A part of her was thinking that she should taze the other female to stop her in her tracks, but that would be far too easy - a good hunt would do. Without a second thought Rajani leaps after this mysterious purple-haired female, gaining on her thanks to her athletic training and longer/sexier legs.
It wouldn't be too long until Rajani is right on top of the other one, her breath and posture as composed as it could be in a high-speed chase like this. She didn't worry about what the civilians were thinking at this moment, they'd probably write it off as two friends playing with one another - or something. Seriously though, that polar bear was kinda strange though. "Stop running!"
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Post by north pole on Oct 11, 2010 0:00:53 GMT -5
OH SHIT! The girl was caught staring up into the golden eyes of the stranger. Just as Rajani barked, she shot back, "You're not supposed to say that when you pinned me to the ground! Foolish fool!" Her emotions beginning to run high through her cool nature as she growled a little at being thoroughly immoblized.
"You don't even live around here, why would you want a piece of the fucking Northwest Passage Way?" This was true. She didn't recognize Rajani, so she assumed she wasn't someone native to the area. A foreigner if you will. Canada was always filled with the rest of the disgusting world. Everyone would be there, all talking about the destruction of her home as if its some kind of joke. Nobody cared. [/blockquote]
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