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Beware the Tiefling
WHO| Neeshka and OPEN
WHAT| A very angry little demon-child
WHEN| Morning on the second day of Arena 05, after she's been revived and released
WHERE| Stalking the streets
WARNING/NOTES| As the title says. Beware the tiefling and her angry-words.
Neeshka is not a happy camper. She didn't even last a whole day. Not a whole day! Some-- some bitch just came up behind her and mocked her, not even to her face, and as she was trying to turn around, bam. That was it. She hadn't even had a chance to see who her attacker was!
Oh, she knows now. She's seen the instant replays. And next time she sees that blue bitch, someone is getting cut. Or something. Neeshka is better than that, and she knows it, and that just makes her more angry. So instead of sitting and stewing in her rooms, she's walking and stewing, and for once not paying attention to the shop windows or the pockets of people around her. She's just walking, shoulders hunched, hands in her pockets, toes kicking at the snow, and tail lashing about.
Approach at your own risk. She's not likely to be very nice, if you mention her horrible, embarrassing death....
WHAT| A very angry little demon-child
WHEN| Morning on the second day of Arena 05, after she's been revived and released
WHERE| Stalking the streets
WARNING/NOTES| As the title says. Beware the tiefling and her angry-words.
Neeshka is not a happy camper. She didn't even last a whole day. Not a whole day! Some-- some bitch just came up behind her and mocked her, not even to her face, and as she was trying to turn around, bam. That was it. She hadn't even had a chance to see who her attacker was!
Oh, she knows now. She's seen the instant replays. And next time she sees that blue bitch, someone is getting cut. Or something. Neeshka is better than that, and she knows it, and that just makes her more angry. So instead of sitting and stewing in her rooms, she's walking and stewing, and for once not paying attention to the shop windows or the pockets of people around her. She's just walking, shoulders hunched, hands in her pockets, toes kicking at the snow, and tail lashing about.
Approach at your own risk. She's not likely to be very nice, if you mention her horrible, embarrassing death....
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"Are you all right?" She asked without hesitation, once she was close enough to see that Neeshka wasn't really that happy.
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And frowned, still. "No, I'm not all right. I got dead, before I could even do anything!" she grumped.
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"It happens. The Cornucopia tends to be a fairly brutal place; I wouldn't be surprised if it wasn't the first time, either," she replied, perhaps unhelpfully.
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"I'm fine, gods, I just-- got distracted, that's all," she muttered, looking away and folding her arms. Her tail was twitching like a cat who wanted badly to pounce on something. "I'm usually a lot better than that, you know?"
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"Oh, sorry dear," she mutters automatically, moving to brush past her.
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"Oh, I'm 'dear' now?" she shoots back in response to the mumbled apology.
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