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posted by Robin_Love
 vixen with her sword
Vixen with her sword
Click-clack, click-clack, click-. The sound stopped, inches from her spot. She took in a deep breath, steadying her breathing. She raised her weapon a little and strained her ears. Gun first, she slowly peeked out of her hiding place. There was no sign of a living person anywhere. A pair of high heels stood before her spot with nothing side. Aww crap!!! She quickly looked around and crawled over to a tower of crates. She stood and took another peek. Something pushed her from behind and she stumbled out.
“Eeep!”
She turned and aimed, but was attacked from the side. Whack! She was hit and then again. She stumbled to her feet and took her gun. It changed in her hands to a sword; thin and light but perfect for moving and cutting quickly. She was quick to block the inayofuata attack, but her foe swept her feet out from under her. She rolled over and flipped to her feet. She could feel her temper rising. A few zaidi perfects and she was on her knees. She blocked and got a hit it, feeling her sword cut into flesh. A ngumi, punch to the face sent her backwards.
“Is that all wewe got?”
She grit her teeth and charged, lashing out. She got in a few zaidi hits but it wasn't enough. She was pushed from behind.
“You're done.”
“No! I will beat you!”
“You can't beat me. wewe can barely control yourself.”
“Shut up!!”
Her temper ignited into moto that burned through the oxygen around them. Her head was slammed to the ground and the moto died with her will to fight. She was bruised and hurting. Weight fell from her back and she was rolled over. Sharp brown eyes looked at her. A kisu fell just beside her mussed hair.
“Bang. You're dead.”
Her eyes closed as she caught her breath. She could hear movement beside her.
“If wewe don't control your temper, wewe can't fight correctly.”
“What should I do?”
“Snuff it out. Learn how to keep your emotions out.”
“So...take my moyo out, in other words.”
“If that's what it takes. We survive to keep them safe. No matter the cost.”
She nodded and opened her eyes. To her surprise, her mentor was walking away in the same pair of high heeled boots from earlier; her steps were deadly silent. The noise was for my benefit. I have much to learn...


In the comfort of her room, she took her costume off and looked at the cuts she had been given. She touched one and smirked when it brought fresh pain. Good job.
 Becca fighting vixen
Becca fighting Vixen
posted by SilverWings13
Never Alone part II- Stakeout

SilverWings kept her eyes trained on the warehouse. It was blazing hot, and she had long abandoned her leather jacket, hiding it in the tall grasses. Her eyes flickered to her partner, who squatted patiently in the weeds, keeping eyes on their target.
Silver sighed, frustrated kwa the empty silence, "Looks abandoned."
"Another dead-end?" Thirteen wondered.
"Gordon Tin, third name on the list," Silver said. "This is the address from the data-base." She felt her spirit dampen. The first two names on the orodha had led to empty apartments. She was certain she had memorized...
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He has a partner and her profaili will be up shortly-

Name- Caleb

Alter ego- Target

Age- 17

Grade- Junior

Allies- Night/Day

Personality- sometimes cocky, proud, protective, older brother, teasing, doubtful, sometimes thoughtful, careful, loving.

His ability-

He is the only meta in his family though he doesn't use his powers often mostly just to disgruntle his younger sister. He can great gusts of win and small tornado like things for a few dakika but never a full out one. He is also intelligent. he knows how to rile his opponent up enough to make them make a mistake. His name it self makes some people...
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posted by Robin_Love
Name: Lancelot Morgan

Likes: Swords, animals, history

Best Friend: Blaine, Aryess

Loves: Aryess

Dislikes: Those who pick on the weak

Worst Habit: Too trusting

Personal Secret: I have very few scars

inayopendelewa Food: French kitunguu Soup, blueberry pancakes

inayopendelewa Color: Blue

Code Name: Lance?

Mentor/Inspiration: Arthur

Relations: Unaware of my birth parents

Base of Operations: Currently Nedora

Personal Home: Nedora

Occupation: Knight

Job: Knight

Team: None

What Symbolizes You: Excalibur. au justice and loyalty

Biggest Regret: Not taking one hit...

Dream Career: Professor of Arthurian History.

Most hivi karibuni Nightmare: Realizing everything was a dream

Spirit Animal: Dog
posted by Robin_Love
 Carly
Carly
Name: Carly

Likes: Sweets

Best Friend: None

Loves: Heat

Dislikes: Cold

Worst Habit: Anti-Social

Personal Secret: I can dance really well

inayopendelewa Food: Creamed Spinach

inayopendelewa Color: Black

Code Name: Vixen

Mentor/Inspiration: Becca

Relations: None

Base of Operations: Resistance Headquarters

Personal Home: New York

Occupation: Mercenary

Job: Journalist

Team: Resistance

What Symbolizes You: Wind

Biggest Regret: Not falling in love

Dream Career: Travel writer

Most hivi karibuni Nightmare: Uhh...

Spirit Animal: Fox
vixen
Vixen
posted by XxKFforeverXx
LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Tandoori Parker! Well, Caverly I guess? I’m not sure really which one we go kwa after everything... *shrugs*
Reason au meaning of name: I.. doesn’t really have a fancy meaning au anything.
Eye Color: Green~
Hair Style/Color: It’s a light brown that’s like.. a little past my shoulders and it’s always pinned back au pulled away from my face!
Height: 5’5.
Clothing Style: Comfortable! I like leggings in sweatpants, but every now and then wewe can find me in jeans.
Best Physical Feature: I.. don’t know? My figure I guess.. I don’t really care about looks....
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posted by SilverWings13
The endless halls of the immense cathedral were quiet, but not silent. Wind whispered through cracks in the ancient walls and wooden floors, like ghosts seeping in and out of the hallways. Tall stained glass windows allowed in colorful light during the day. The infirmary’s windows, however, were plain glass, and the moonlight filtered into the room as soft white light between shadows. The only color came from a single, small rose stain-glass window high above the door. Nestled in the center of the purple and dhahabu petals was a tiny angel. The Angel had its eyes closed and head bowed over the...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
Fletcher stepped out onto the docking, his hands immediately unbuttoning the dark buttons on his peacoat to get away from the sweltering heat. "Christ.." he mumbled and paused at the black sport car that awaited for him. He opened the shina and tossed in the suitcase, his bag following afterwards. He hesitated to get into the car but slid into the backseat, side-eyeing the girl that sat across from him. "They send wewe to fetch after their rogue son?" He chuckled and crossed his arms. "Your father is very sick, Fletch, a lot has changed in the three years you've been gone." She leaned back in...
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posted by SilverWings13
This totally messes with the ToF timeline, sowwz KFf~

Hailey paused in the doorway, her message dying on her lips. It was rude to spy on someone, but the way his shoulders slumped mbele with the weight of the world, face hidden in his hand, rigid and still as stone, made her hesitate. "It's not your fault," she stated finally. As expected, he straightened with the emotions wiped from his face. He wouldn't let her see him weak, not now. Even with his shoulder in a sling, his leg mutilated, his neck heavily bandaged, discipline brought a sternest to his posture that made her hesitate to even...
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posted by SilverWings13
 Octavia
Octavia
“Ana, are wewe ready?”
The teenager was deaf to her name. Octavia sighed and went to the bedroom where the younger had gone to get dressed. “If you’re getting cold feet, it’s a little late for that—”
She paused in the doorway. Ana stood in front of the full-length mirror, staring at her reflection. Her curls bleached coppery blonde from years in the kitindamlo sun, Octavia had referred to Ana’s dark roots to dye her hair its natural dark auburn. The soft waives were tamed into a bun, circled kwa an elegant braid like a mock crown. A few ringlets escaped to frame Ana’s face, where...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
Nudge paused as she entered the room, her chattering with the brunette beside her slowing. She rose an eyebrow in confusion at the three siblings laughing and hugging. "There's more of you?" Jaime looked up at the sound and let go, running over and hugging onto her tightly. She blinked before slowly hugging him. 'I'm so confused." Nudge grabbed his shoulder, pushing him back to stare at him, lowering a few inches to get eye level with the boy. "You look just like him, wow." She leaned back up, patting her head as Jack held up the polaroid, snapping a picture of him. "What's your name, kiddo?"...
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posted by SilverWings13
For weeks, the siblings had gone over their plan again and again. Now, as Ana stood in the ngome maktaba leaning against her grandfather’s desk, staring at a geode emitting a holographic model of the room they were invading, she could have recited the plan herself. So she did.
“When I arrive, they’ll check me for weapons at the door, so—“
“You’ll have your Glock on wewe since the guards expect it, but you’re prepared to be weaponless anyway,” Ana interrupted. The hologram zoomed in to focus on the front door. Aleksander nodded and continued.
“I’ll go into the room alone,...
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"Noëlle, come inside! Dinner's almost ready!
Michael returned to the pot filling the quant house with the aroma of beef and caramelize onions. He ladled supu into the ceramic bowls, sprinkled in croutons, and smothered them both in Comté before setting the bowls in the oven. When a pair of bare feet was still absent from the kitchen, the man turned off the tanuri, joko and went back to the jikoni door.
"Noëlle?" he called again. "Mon ange!" No answer came from the flowered front yard au the marsh lakeland at the bottom of the hill. Instinctively, Michael grabbed his ala, scabbard ukanda and darted out...
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posted by SilverWings13
Aleksander was already awake when his sister knocked on his door. A blue messenger butterfly, kipepeo had flown through the cracked window half an saa zamani with an urgent message from the Red Army: the White Army’s leader, Wilhelm Magnus, was expected to attend the neutral Circle’s spring solstice celebration. Aleksander had already received the same news from Magnus’ own daughter and was attempting to explain to the Reds that he had the situation under control--without revealing his communications with the other side.
Even if he had been raised a strategist, playing both sides when he only wanted...
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posted by Robin_Love
WARNING: This is violent. There isn't a happy ending. If wewe choose to read, be prepared.




“How long has it been?”
“Almost a month.”
“How is she still alive?! wewe alisema she'd be ours within the week!”
“Calm down; we underestimated her. But we won't do that again. She has to break soon. Then we can mold her again.”
“You better or-”
“Or what?! wewe don't have any power without us!”
“Don't kill her. wewe need her as much as I do.”
“For now. If she proves to be a problem-”
A knock sounded against the heavy metal door. It scratched the door as it was opened. A man walked in, dressed...
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posted by Robin_Love
 Reyna Jackson
Reyna Jackson
Name: Reyna (Ray-na) Jackson
Alias: Hyde
Occupation: Translator; vigilante; student
Powers: Siren Song, Levitation, Abnormal strength, Wings, Mermaid
Weaknesses If she expels too much power, she will pass out. She is not invulnerable to weapons. She can only levitate herself for short periods of time.
Skills/talents: She is fluent in sign language, English, and understands animals.
History: Reyna was born the daughter of a human man and a mermaid. Her parents met young and married. As time went on, her father, in his tafuta for scientific recognition, started to go mad. He used his daughter as a...
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posted by SilverWings13
 Cal wished to comfort the torn soul and shield its dying light from further darkness...
Cal wished to comfort the torn soul and shield its dying light from further darkness...
Demon in the Garden

Grey snowflakes danced in the wind. The air stank of burning hair and flesh. In the dark crimson tint of the kitindamlo planet's infamous scarlet moon, pools of blood became inky black puddles reflecting the remains of the courtyard.
Callaghan Rurik could feel the moto at his back as it raged through the army barracks. Screams were whipped to and fro kwa the ghastly wind, making it impossible to tell if the wails came from behind au ahead. For ahead the mwandishi of this macabre scene continued her vengeful tirade. Callaghan's eyes drifted over the dark shapes littering the once...
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posted by SilverWings13
I'm pretty sure no one's actually kusoma this, but college stuff is stressful af and uandishi about murder is much zaidi reasonable therapy than actually committing murder, so...

Happens right after link

Città dei Canali

Ana kept a firm hand on her brother's arm as they walked away from their escort. Every time she glanced sideways at the blood covered man, he returned her gaze calmly. His composure was meant to be reassuring, but it chilled her to the bone to see such a relaxed reaction after the macabre scene he had created. Eight bodies, cut to pieces kwa bullets, stabbed to death kwa daggers....
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
AU for Ciel and Jaime, my friend originally gave me the idea when she mentioned she mentioned a manga and thus, this was born.

Hi! My name is Jaime Adams, and I'm currently sitting in a blood donation center about to have my arm poked and prodded. Quite comical, really.. I hate needles, but I have a disease that causes my bone marrow to produce zaidi blood cells, called polycythemia vera. I hate coming here, but today is different. Very different. I typically have blood drawn from this cranky old lady who gets annoyed about the fact that I don't like needles. Today, there's this tall, white-haired...
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posted by SilverWings13
awali parts (I finally named the series to keep it organized because duh):
pt 1: link
pt 1.5: link

Deals After Midnight

Only pools of moonlight streaming down from the clerestory windows offered guidance down the long hallway. Callaghan's boots clicked loudly against the polished floors, making him tense at every step. He nearly jumped out of his skin at the whisper of air that signaled movement to his right.
"Fancy meetin' wewe here," purred the feral cat that had materialized kwa his aide.
"What do wewe want, Casey?"
"I just wanted to ensure my inayopendelewa big brother returned with his prize...which...
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posted by Robin_Love
He resisted the urge to look back. His usual unwavering demeanor was not with him as he walked away. She was on her own from here. It wasn't fair; but neither was what awaited them. He wanted to protect her from it, shelter her from the pain that was to come. But that wasn't his role to play anymore. He grit his teeth and took the last few steps into the one place everything left. No zaidi voices. No zaidi fear. Nothing but him and his demons. They hissed and mumbled amongst themselves. He shut his eyes and concentrated. From here on, he'd be tested to his very limit. Everything would be lost....
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