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Post by Reya Starlyght on Aug 12, 2019 1:52:42 GMT |
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Post by Deleted on Aug 19, 2019 2:25:27 GMT
The shuttle door opened, and Veruka was greeted with an unpleasant amount of sun causing her to look down to the ground as she excited the craft. Once her eyes fully adjusted she looked up and took in the town of Alorough, the last place one would expect to find an infestation of any sort. Aliens, she remembered, as she made her way through the town. What a surprise it was to find that her first mission with IMG was that of an Alien hunting party. What came as even more of a surprise was her companions for the even. Leo and Eris, the duo she had met not quite so long ago, in a rather peculiar situation, which in the end lead to her landing the job with IMG, with the voucher of Eris. She made her way through the crowded street to meet up with the two for their mission.
Her heels clicked with every step as she made her way through the town. The more modest pair of pearly white stiletto ankle high boots, accompanied her fully black bodysuit. Her look obviously contrasted with that of the vacationing people sharing the streets with her, and therefore drew in a large amount of attention. Mothers seemed to steer their small children in the opposite direction attempting to block their view, and lone men slowed down and looked her up and down as she passed. Wondering what they thought, she adjusted the large black trench coat trailing down to just below her ankles, in a way that concealed her weapons of choice. Two short blades secured to a black shiny belt cinched tight around her frail figure. She walked as she scanned each building attempting to find the name of the right building, a bar called The Azalea.
The bright pink billboard made it impossible for her to miss, as she walked in and deeply breathed in the smell of a bar which she knew all to well. The smell seemed to bring back memories Veruka no longer wanted to remember, and she attempted to brush them away as she made her way to the bar. Sitting there she saw her counterparts, awaiting her. She gracefully sat onto a bar stool while meeting the bored look of the bare tender to which she said seductively “Something pink and sweet, if you don’t mind” and turned to Leo on her left, as she tapped her long pink finger nails on the hard table “Missed me?”.
Her heels clicked with every step as she made her way through the town. The more modest pair of pearly white stiletto ankle high boots, accompanied her fully black bodysuit. Her look obviously contrasted with that of the vacationing people sharing the streets with her, and therefore drew in a large amount of attention. Mothers seemed to steer their small children in the opposite direction attempting to block their view, and lone men slowed down and looked her up and down as she passed. Wondering what they thought, she adjusted the large black trench coat trailing down to just below her ankles, in a way that concealed her weapons of choice. Two short blades secured to a black shiny belt cinched tight around her frail figure. She walked as she scanned each building attempting to find the name of the right building, a bar called The Azalea.
The bright pink billboard made it impossible for her to miss, as she walked in and deeply breathed in the smell of a bar which she knew all to well. The smell seemed to bring back memories Veruka no longer wanted to remember, and she attempted to brush them away as she made her way to the bar. Sitting there she saw her counterparts, awaiting her. She gracefully sat onto a bar stool while meeting the bored look of the bare tender to which she said seductively “Something pink and sweet, if you don’t mind” and turned to Leo on her left, as she tapped her long pink finger nails on the hard table “Missed me?”.