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Post by Abra on Nov 5, 2018 13:15:06 GMT
So gather ye demons, it seems it's your day I sin but I've paid more than ten thousand graves Abra did not reply to the girls taunt, didn't even acknowledge that she had spoken. If the blond was another person she might have become angry, might have beaten her or possibly killed her but not Abra. She was calm, unconcerned, and entirely indifferent because she knew the skai gada's attitude wouldn't last long. She would break, hard, learn her place--that was guaranteed.
The girl knew nothing of how the world worked; it was a wild and untamed place, a place not meant for cowards. But not only was she blind to the way the world worked, she also knew nothing of the Ice Nation or what they were capable of or the horrors she would suffer at their hands. So Abra would let her run her mouth for the moment, and when they were in the capital she would teach her to mind her tongue.
“Ai biyo: Hos op, skai gada.” As a warrior Abra was bilingual, able to speak both English and Trigedasleng, which put her at an advantage over the younger female. It was an advantage she had no intentions of revealing before necessary. Abra shoved at her again, harder this time, to emphasize her words.
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Post by Abra on Nov 4, 2018 14:36:21 GMT
So gather ye demons, it seems it's your day I sin but I've paid more than ten thousand graves His confidence and teasing was delightfully refreshing. There was very few that would have been bold enough to take her hand for a dance after she had attempted to kill them. Perhaps that was what made Baron different from the others. He had survived, he was special. But Abra was not one to shy away from a challenge and his words, his close proximity, his breath on her ear, was a challenge in truest form.
With her hand now entrapped by his, Abra allowed him to lead her to the dance floor, even offered him a coy smile when his other hand became perched upon her hip. But she did not answer him right away. Instead her blue hues locked his his as her free hand found the back of his neck, nails scratching teasingly at his skin, pulling him closer to her until hardly a breath could come between them.
Abra smiled at him, the expression playfully and dangerous. "You're not jealous, are you, Mister Tseng?" It was only when he had taken the lead, whisking her into a familiar routine, that she had replied, answering his question with a question. She kept closer to him, kept her voice low, as to avoid unwanted attention from the couple twirling and dancing around them. "Does the thought of another having my attention heat your blood with rage? Or maybe it fills your heart with concern."
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Post by Abra on Nov 4, 2018 8:27:42 GMT
So gather ye demons, it seems it's your day I sin but I've paid more than ten thousand graves The sun shone furiously from above while the roars of the Ice Nation army rattled the skies. The pounding of the battle drums vibrated through her entire being, beating in time with her heart, almost deafening her with its thunderous volume. War had come and it was time to fight, to destroy their enemy once and for all.
Each of them have been given a choice; stay and fight for the glory of Azgeda, or flee and be hunted down as a coward. Abra had stayed. She was a warrior, a fighter, and her place was on the battlefield. It was there she would be victorious or she would die a good death, a death befitting of a warrior.
There were thousands alongside her, armed to the teeth, covered in warpaint, ready to fight and die for the for their queen, for their nation. Azgeda would be victorious; there could be no doubt. Abra raised her sword to the sky, joined the war cries, took up the chant that would strike fear into their enemies.
"Jus drein jus daun! Jus drein jus daun! Jus drein jus daun!"
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Post by Abra on Nov 4, 2018 8:13:32 GMT
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Post by Abra on Nov 4, 2018 8:12:45 GMT
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Post by Abra on Nov 4, 2018 8:11:42 GMT
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Post by Abra on Nov 4, 2018 8:10:49 GMT
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Post by Abra on Nov 1, 2018 15:32:16 GMT
So gather ye demons, it seems it's your day I sin but I've paid more than ten thousand graves It was much to easy playing the role of socialite; a beautiful dress, smokey eyes and a bold lip, a few well-timed jokes, was all it seemed to take. Abra didn't stand out in the crowd, she wasn't out of place among them or drawing attention to herself, so when a presence approached from behind, standing intimately and dangerously close, it came as a surprise.
That voice though... was one she wouldn't ever have forgotten. His words, the taunting tone, drew a smile to her lips and a dangerous amusement to her cold blue eyes before she turned to face him. Baron Tseng--the one that got away. Abra's track record was almost pristine; she was an efficient killer and very, very few had ever escaped her clutches. Baron was one of those few.
She licked her lips slowly while looking him up and down. "Are you certain? You might not make it out alive this time." Her words were equally as teasing as she offered him a hand. If he wanted to play games... well, she would play to win.
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Post by Abra on Nov 1, 2018 13:33:30 GMT
So gather ye demons, it seems it's your day I sin but I've paid more than ten thousand graves Abra had missed the cold. She had missed the blistering wind blowing in her face until tears stung in her eyes, had missed the snow clinging to the hair and dampening her clothes, had missed watching her hot breath turn to steam as it mingled with the frigid air. It was good to be going home.
She had been away from home, from Azgeda, for much too long; living with the enemy, waking seen but unseen through Trikru territory. The was until two nights ago. Abra had captured someone, a prize for the Queen; skai gada. She had found the girl scouting the woods, she had wondered beyond the safety of their walls, and had taken her captive.
Abra kept the girls hands bound behind her back, walked behind her so that she was never out of her sight. They had been travelling since toward the Azgeda capital... where the girls worth would be determined. "Hos op, skai gada."
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Post by Abra on Oct 31, 2018 14:09:06 GMT
A * B * R * A SERIAL KILLER | FEMME FATALEAbra is a name of mystery; everyone seems to have heard of the woman yet few remember her. She is an infamous individual but little to nothing is known about life or her past.
The short explanation is that the woman is a serial killer--one that has yet to be caught. She has had countless run-ins with the law, has connections to several criminal organisations, and is known to preform murder for money and favours.
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Post by Abra on Oct 29, 2018 3:16:10 GMT
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.:Name:. Abra .:Nick Name:. Abrah Kom Azgeda; Unmarked one .:Affiliation:. Azgeda, Queen Nia .:Age:. Twenty-seven
| ~ • ~ | Appearance | ~ • ~ |
.:Physical Appearance:. Abra is a woman of average height and build. She has long blonde hair, which is an unusual color among grounders and makes her somewhat unique, as well as a pale complexion and cold blue eyes. She comes from the Azgeda clan but bears no scars or markings to show this.
Abra is unmarked, meaning that one look at her does not reveal she is Azgeda. Being unmarked makes her extremely dangerous as she is able to blend in with the other clans and get close to her targets without them suspecting where her loyalties lie. Abra dresses more commonly in leathers and animal hides as she is accustomed to the cooler weather of Azgeda.
.:Height:. Five foot and six inches .:Portrayed by:. Katheryn Winnick
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.:Personality:. Abra seems to embody the glacial nature of Azgeda; she treats others with a cold indifference and speaks with purpose. The woman is calm, patient, and efficient, as well as cruel, merciless, and cunning. She is a perfect storm of loyal and danger, of devotion to both herself and the Ice Nation.
She is suspicious of others and does not trust easily, this makes it difficult to win her over or trick her. It is best to not trust the woman completely as she is always working in the interest of the Queen and the Ice Nation. Abra is a dangerous woman, and she knows this. .:Special Skills:. Stealth; horse riding; archery; swordplay
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.:Birthplace:. Earth, Azgeda Territory .:Family:. Sky (mother) | Xandr (father) .:Occupation:. Spy; assassin .:History:. From the moment Abra was born she was destined to do great, and terrible things. It had been decided that when she was old enough to stand, she was old enough to fight. Weapons were placed into her hands before she had learned to speak, and she began training under the instruction of her mother. Their lessons together were long and grueling, with no reprieve. As light faded and her mother retired for the evening, Abra would practice long into the night.
Because of her dedication and eagerness to learn, by the time she was a teenager, Abra was a force to be reckoned with. She was well-versed in swordplay and archery, excelled at horse riding, and was a prime example of the fearsome reputation garnered by the Azgeda nation. However unlike others of her age, and with her extensive training, she bore no marks or scars the would have symbolized her kills or statues among Azgeda.
This is something that would continue into her adult life. Abra is still an unmarked woman, she is still someone that should not be crossed; she found her calling as an assassin and a spy of Azgeda, as her mother was before her. Her loyalties lie with Queen Nia, whom she greatly respects and admires. She works for the Queen, carrying out missions of a secretive nature, eliminating enemies of Azgeda, and gathering Intel to aid the nation.
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.:Name or Online Alias:. Mystique .:How Did You Find Us:. I have no self control...
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