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Two words...Deep Ones.

Sorry, Lovecraft Geek.

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Argh and shiver me tentacles. This would be highly frightening as my main's background is derived from a Lovecraftian (made up word ) tale. This would drive her nuts. Also, since my supergroup is probably tired of her being possessed and having fits around the Devoured, this would drive them insane.

Heck, I am at about 10 insanity anyway.

CT

20 minutes and counting. sigh...

Deth watched and shaking her head.

'Poor Balt. I hope he gets a refund'

She continued on to her apartment in Astoria.

I have always fancied Rogue... hmmm... Rogue and Gambit

Deth and Sly Fox. is there a connection?

Hmm.

Dont Every stop writing. That is all I have to say.

Ct

Deth awoke. Looking up at Sly Fox, she smiled.

'My Prince'

She started to sit up but her head was swimming. She heard the mention of taking down the fifth and forced herself to fully sit up.

'I am ready when the word is given'

The movie would be neat.

My Scrapper is in fact inhabited by two other entities and seems to be hostess to more than that at times. I do not find the RP that difficult, in fact it is intriguing.

Hmmm.

I'll remember eventually.

Hmmm.

Maybe not.

(She tosses his hat to Neko. )

Run Neko Run.

Hehe

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No wait... I bet Eidolon was whispering in your ear the whole time. Maybe we should just give it to "her."

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She told me so herself. We chat quite often, Haunt. The things she tells me. Whew.

ooc
I believe that Haunt has hit the proverbial nail on the head. Suggestion is better than forcing. I have RP for a number of years and as much as I enjoy the politics and the in character acting, I enjoy the leveling as well. It lead to other areas of exploration that actually increases the RP, because well, the more I see the more creative I get.

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Deth Aszicen
DM/DA Scrapper
Death is neither a beginning or an end, it is just annoying... and expensive.

Waiting.

Deth A.

Waiting.

Deth A.

Waiting.

Deth A.

Waiting.

Deth A.

Kitsune,
Are you the marrying type?

Deth Aszicen
FFS Operative
Lady to Sly Fox

Ok, I am ready for the next installment.

DA

Deth pops in behind Sly Fox, sliding her arms around him.

Hmm, you might look good in tar and feathers.

She hugs him tight, preventing him from escaping, whispering into his ear, ' I am still waiting for the apology on the harem thing.'

Deth walked out of the HQ a new minted member of the FSS.

She was glad she had made the decision. It had not taken long to fill out the paperwork. Much of it was already filled out as if in preparation for her. She had added her personal information and signed in the proper places. She had most of her money deposited in an off shore account. She knew she would not be spending that much of it her.

She went to the uniform fitting office and her measurements were taking. In no time at all, she was outfitted with a new FSS uniform of blue and white. She like it but felt that it was more form fitting than her other one and was sure that Fox had put in a special order for if she ever decided to join.

She walked out an as she did, she glanced at her reflection in the glass.

'Nice. His mouth will hit the floor.'

Calling Him on the com, ' Sly Fox. Please provide your location and if you require back up.'

'Wha?,' he said as he saw her on the comm. 'Your in FSS colors. Did you join?'

Ignoring him, 'Where are you?'

He transmitted his coordinates and to the tram she teleported.

Deth opened her eyes as they arrived at the safe house. Looking up she saw a face very close.
An Angel, she thought. When the Angel saw her eyes open, relief flooded its face and it bent over to kiss her. As its lips pressed against hers, she felt the prickiness of a beard.

Wait, Angels don't have beards. She pushed the head away and fell back to sleep, more restful this time.

'Not an Angel,' she mumbled, 'A clown.' Smiling, she began to snore softly.

'Lughebu...Togael...traitors... I will find you...You will pay.'

Deth continued to mumble incoherencies as they closed on the 'Safe House'

Deth looked Contact up and down. Strangely, although he was a handsome man, she felt that he was most like a brother to her. That is the main reason that she was here
today. She respected him and knew that Sly Fox did as well.
She knew that she was doing pretty well on her own but felt that the family of friends that she had within the FSS would be better for her. She felt that in the near future she would need them. She did not realize how much.

She removed her hat and shades, something she rarely did for anyone. Her eyes were clear, without the normal smokiness, and a deep cocoa brown. At first, she started speaking in a barely audible voice, talking to the ground, as if intimidated by Contact.

'Hello, Contact. I have always appreciated how you tried to help me in the past. I know that you are a good man and I feel that I would like to associate myself with an organization that is such. I have done alright myself but seeing as many of the people that I call friends are working for you, I felt that I would see if you had an opening with my skills. I figure that you know more about me than any other boos could know and I figure that could be a plus since you will know what you might be getting into. I hope that you will consider me as an applicant if you have any openings.'

She took a deep breathe as she had said that all in one. She hoped that he would consider her, as she needed the family, since she really had not had one for 10 years. She hoped that her fondness for Sly Fox, would not prevent her from being considered. Looking up to Contact, she did not realize it, but the girl that had skipped adolescence to become an adult, was looking up at him.
Hope filled her eyes and face.

As the seconds, limped by a minute passed and she saw he was comtemplating severely the ramifications

She looked down as a tear filled her eye as she felt for sure that no matter how much he liked her, he would consider her a liability to his company and an unprofitable risk. The tear dropped to the ground and evaporated in a puff of blue smoke. She shifted on her foot, beginning to turn away, prepared to hear his answer to her back, where he could not see the pain of denial and loss.

(OOC I had to let my business degree show through some. )

Deth does not receive any emails. From the Boos or Sly
;(

Deth dreamed.

The landscape before her was unfamiliar, even alien. She looked down at herself, her form was unfamiliar. She seemed younger. Passing a reflective surface, she looked as she had ten years ago. She also realized that she was without clothes.

'Ack'

She began looking around and found some discarded cloth like moss. She covered herself as quickly as she could and began to continue her exploration. She was looking for some life, some civilization.

'That will be difficult,' she said as she looked around. She could only see nothing. Well, that was not entirely true. She was looking over a barren landscape. No trees. No buildings. No animals. It looked dead, except for the moss that grew over everything. It was spongy and bouncy. She continued to walk searching for something. She could not find anything. She was alone.
Then she crested a hill and gasped. Before her was a ship, large, black and it reminded her of a strange looking fish. Like a lamprey. It hovered over the land and a ramp was extended to the ground. She walked closer to it. Something was drawing her to enter it.
She resisted but again, curiosity won. She climbed the ramp and walked inside. Inside, the ship was wondrous. Damp. Dank. Scary. All at the same time. It looked alive. She saw panels where it look like you had to put all ten fingers in the holes to work it. Well, as there were 8 holes, 8 fingers. She continued to walk down the corridor and looking around. It was muggy and steamy. She was hot and could barely breathe.
She saw a light up ahead and moved towards it. She tried to hide but there was nothing. She peered into the room. It was a laboratory. She saw a table, a medical table. She saw there was something on it. No. Someone. As she walked towards it, she realized there was another table as well, with a body on it.
She walked toward the first one. It was a handsome man, in his twenties. He was blond with a funny looking beard and a mouth that smiled too much, but looked delightfully kissable. She smiled. A man of her dreams. She had never had one before.
Looking closer, he seemed to be in pain but she could not discern why. Across the way, she heard a moan. She walked over to the other form. This one was female. It was beautiful, asiatic. She was petite but athletic with well defined muscles. Her hair was as obsidian. She also seemed to be in pain. She looked familiar....

Splish...

She heard a sound and thought that it was a sink or something. She looked closer at the woman and saw something moving in her hair. She looked closer and saw a tentacle move out from underneath the hair. She reached out to touch it and it snapped out at her.

She moved her hand before it touched her, muttering. 'stupid girl'

She decided that she should leave and turned to go. Looking back at the woman, something caught her eye. She leaned closer and realized that......

In Sly Fox's arms, Deth spasmed. She screamed 'No! It cannot be.' She went limp in his arms again and her breath shallowed.

Deth muttered intelligbly. It was fortunate that Sly Fox did not hear what was said.

'Power.... I can feel....power....This vessal is mine....must find the children....earth...MY children.....will rule again.

She slumped further in to unconscieness. Moaning.

Dammit Fox, I am in tears.

No, Deth is not Aura. However, she does have issues. Why does Fox always choose women with issues?

'Boys, please tell your boos that it is not nice to keep a lady waiting. Especially when she is going to offer services. '

Deth jumped into the air and hovered. Assuming a reclining position, she hovered a few feet in the air, in front of the door. She started debating the voices in her head about the fate of humanity.