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Post by Isla Maltyre on Oct 22, 2017 0:36:26 GMT
Mancoth, a place that the hunter known as Isla Maltyre hardly visits, considering she rarely has reason to. Today however, she has reason to visit Mancoth. She was to order a special type of weapon that only a few inventors can pull off. She specifically wanted a grenade launcher of sorts, that acted like a cannon, and one that could be easily carried wherever you go. Of course, she might prefer to get a shotgun instead, but she wasn’t so sure, she would have to see what the inventors say. Some will have to figure out her stature and such, and so it would only seem fair! Walking down the streets on Mancoth, the people were bustling around, and in one small section, were two boys who seemed to be battling using tiny robots, their scuttering causing a small ruckus to anyone who was nearby, but also causing smiles, or slight worries from the civvies nearby, today was clearly a good day. Sighing softly, Isla looked from side to side, there was supposed to be places where she could go to find out where these bloody inventors were, so where the hell were they?? “My gosh.” The female sighed softly, crossing her arms. It sounded just like the hunter of Gennah to get lost in places like Mancoth. They were relatively new places for the young woman to explore. While the female couldn’t wait to ease herself into the navigation of the place, she knew she couldn’t do it all day. She has her shift in the night. WORDS: XXX TAGS: cecelia NOTES: Enjoy~ |
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Post by cecelia on Oct 22, 2017 20:14:15 GMT
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 Cecilia Cecilia's eyes appeared glazed over with steam, eyes hand gently reaching up to start rubbing away the perspiration about the front of her optical sensory. Mancoth became a home, though many inventors often agitated the whirring cogs in the strange android. Her eyes never strayed to far form the other about who would have sough her as a new device to simply reverse engineer and mass produce. Few would keep up their approaches after being sent packing with the wrist snapped out of place. It wasn't serious damage that could recover in a few months, she made sure of that so they wouldn't go reporting a serial wrist snapper. In most eyes it would have been viewed as self defense as laying a hand in such a way was a heinous maneuver.
The feminine figure soon rolled through the streets, she needed to find her trusted inventor for a what she thought of as her yearly tune up. Sadly she couldn't remember his name any more, or what his appearance was after his death she quickly flashed her own memory. It had been centuries since her creator had fixed her but it seemed just like yesterday. There was no one about that caused her to wish to remember the days prior.
As she blinked and stared down she saw the little battle bots, "Strange ... I wonder if my purpose was for something so futile." As she shrugged she continued wandering till she began to notice a strange woman standing in the streets strangely navigating about. Cecelia decided that she would follow her. There was no need for stealth in her eyes, she was well equipped with her arsenal of tricks as she simply wandered behind causing a bit of a ruckus as she bumped through the crowd.
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Post by Isla Maltyre on Oct 26, 2017 12:52:18 GMT
Sighing softly, Isla continued her little search, she knew if she was back in Gennah, she would be getting greeted here and there, while going to the local markets to pick up an apple or some other fruit she wanted to eat. While Mancoth doesn’t have that kind of thing, it was still an interesting city to reside. It was probably easy for the other hunters too, because they could go straight to the inventors for any sort of darned item they want, while others may or may not have to travel there. While looking around and walking, she looked behind her to spot someone, they looked like a female to be exact, her short pink hair detailing just how pretty she was, even if she looked more machine than woman. Walking towards her in a trance, Isla tilted her hair and cocked up a brow, she wasn’t sure what to make of this specific encounter, but at the same time, she hoped that this woman knew how to direct Isla. Well, it was time to take advantage of this encounter and then be off on her way. “Excuse me.” Isla spoke politely to the young looking machine. “You don’t happen to know where the places for inventors are, do you??” She questioned with a tone of confusion, hoping that everything goes well for her with the way it was going. There was really only one way to find out and that was to keep on going with what she has planned. WORDS: XXX TAGS: ceceliaNOTES: Sorry it’s short! |
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