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estoria2016-08-23 04:04 pm
badcoverband) wrote in estoria2016-08-23 04:04 pm
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[OPEN] a shade of an angel born
Who: badcoverband & you!
When: OOC: 8/23
Where: Outside Niteo, OR inside the CERES game center, OR the Entertainment District shrine, OR your own choice!
What: Kara's return after death and a canon update has her confused more than ever. But she's keeping busy...
Rating/Warning: None for now.
[Kara has to be honest with herself. Sitting through the presentation a second time upon her return fromcanon update brief disappearance of three days, she's had enough of the disorientation she experiences now. Her mind's filled with colors and galaxies and star patterns, and she'd returned to find herself under deep suspicion...and now she's back here again? And now there's a strange glow about her, almost undetectable but undeniably there.
Well, at least she won't find herself under threat of airlock...well, hopefully. Even if she did, wouldn't she just come back? Something...some kind of weird emptiness inside her is different, like she can't reach a part of herself that would make her feel normal again. (Whatever the hell "normal" is.)
There are only a few ways of handling this situation.]
--
scene i.
[Kara takes a trip to the CERES marketplace, armed with her pay card and a picture in her head she needs to get out before she loses it. Some picture that makes her feel closer to her goal, to the destination she'd been trying to reach before she was plucked out again and reshuffled into the mix. It's Earth, actual Earth, the one she's stood on before -- she's sure of it, and she's got to get that star system from her mind to reality.
So she buys twelve cans of paint, sixteen different brushes, a small table, and jars for paint water, and heads to the Entertainment District. She picks one of the blank walls of her very own workplace, Niteo, and begins. Her manager might say something, but since when has that ever stopped Kara Thrace?]
Hey. Isn't that vandalizing?
[She's into her painting but not enough to ignore the voice behind her. She rolls her eyes. Here we go, some kind of BS she doesn't have the energy to deal with. Can't they see she's busy?]
--
scene ii.
[Kara's tired of obsessively thinking about it so she takes a break from painting, covered in various colors, and decides a game of pool and a beer is exactly what she needs. So she heads not to Niteo, but for the CERES game center.
Three beers and the same amount of pool matches later, she has more than the recommended amount of alcohol (but, strangely, she can hold it better than before). When she perceives someone as starting Some Shit™ a.k.a. someone talking about her game, she turns around and decks them right in the face*. (*Or! you can choose for her to break the pool stick over your head! Choose your own adventure~)]
---
scene iii.
[She finds herself wandering on one of her breaks at Niteo she intentionally takes an extra twenty minutes for, when she discovers the little shrine. She enters, feeling oddly out of place, but pulls out the two figures she has, little ones of Aphrodite and Artemis and kneels. She stares and wonders if they're the ones who guided her. Candles flicker over her and she sighs, feeling lost more than ever.
It figures that when she finally knows where Earth is, almost everything in the universe is working against the Fleet and her.]
Lords of Kobol...I don't even know if I should pray to them anymore...
---
scene iv.
Wild card - choose your own adventure!
badcoverband & you!When: OOC: 8/23
Where: Outside Niteo, OR inside the CERES game center, OR the Entertainment District shrine, OR your own choice!
What: Kara's return after death and a canon update has her confused more than ever. But she's keeping busy...
Rating/Warning: None for now.
[Kara has to be honest with herself. Sitting through the presentation a second time upon her return from
Well, at least she won't find herself under threat of airlock...well, hopefully. Even if she did, wouldn't she just come back? Something...some kind of weird emptiness inside her is different, like she can't reach a part of herself that would make her feel normal again. (Whatever the hell "normal" is.)
There are only a few ways of handling this situation.]
--
scene i.
[Kara takes a trip to the CERES marketplace, armed with her pay card and a picture in her head she needs to get out before she loses it. Some picture that makes her feel closer to her goal, to the destination she'd been trying to reach before she was plucked out again and reshuffled into the mix. It's Earth, actual Earth, the one she's stood on before -- she's sure of it, and she's got to get that star system from her mind to reality.
So she buys twelve cans of paint, sixteen different brushes, a small table, and jars for paint water, and heads to the Entertainment District. She picks one of the blank walls of her very own workplace, Niteo, and begins. Her manager might say something, but since when has that ever stopped Kara Thrace?]
Hey. Isn't that vandalizing?
[She's into her painting but not enough to ignore the voice behind her. She rolls her eyes. Here we go, some kind of BS she doesn't have the energy to deal with. Can't they see she's busy?]
--
scene ii.
[Kara's tired of obsessively thinking about it so she takes a break from painting, covered in various colors, and decides a game of pool and a beer is exactly what she needs. So she heads not to Niteo, but for the CERES game center.
Three beers and the same amount of pool matches later, she has more than the recommended amount of alcohol (but, strangely, she can hold it better than before). When she perceives someone as starting Some Shit™ a.k.a. someone talking about her game, she turns around and decks them right in the face*. (*Or! you can choose for her to break the pool stick over your head! Choose your own adventure~)]
---
scene iii.
[She finds herself wandering on one of her breaks at Niteo she intentionally takes an extra twenty minutes for, when she discovers the little shrine. She enters, feeling oddly out of place, but pulls out the two figures she has, little ones of Aphrodite and Artemis and kneels. She stares and wonders if they're the ones who guided her. Candles flicker over her and she sighs, feeling lost more than ever.
It figures that when she finally knows where Earth is, almost everything in the universe is working against the Fleet and her.]
Lords of Kobol...I don't even know if I should pray to them anymore...
---
scene iv.
Wild card - choose your own adventure!
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[His thigh's still tense in anticipation of what she might do next. But then, the playing with his hair is pretty relaxing. As she moves so their faces are nearly touching, he eyes her with a lazy, half-lidded expression.]
I dunno... for me some things are the same, some things are different, so... [He's old and tired now, and sometimes his heart hurts, and sometimes he thinks he only cares about sex because there are long stretches of time where he simply hasn't felt anything. Still... He reaches up to cup Kara's cheek in his hand.] I think I can help ya find out for yerself, darlin'.
[Then he kisses her. Might as well start somewhere, right?]
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[She smirks, even though she's almost nervous. What the frak? This is not something she gets nervous about - but then again, she hasn't ever had a major life ("life") change this big before, either.
Her eyes flutter shut for half a second when he touches her face and she laughs with an "ain't that sweet of you" - but her fingers curl around a fistful of his shirt the second he kisses her. Her other hand slides from his thigh up his side, finally to curl her arm around his shoulders.
(She might as well have let him feel her up a second ago since that's the inevitable fate anyway.)
But she still feels a little far off, even as she parts her lips to deepen the kiss. This is the time for taking charge of her own destiny after all, or something. And if that means taking charge here too, well, she knows he doesn't mind.]