Post by Miro-Chan on May 29, 2021 0:49:57 GMT
He remembered turning to face her, to the woman shorter than he was, and his eyes focused entirely on her own. They were silent for a few moments, each stood on a wooden platform, where the waves of the ocean gently lapped against its sides. They had only met two weeks by chance because he had found her being taken by a large group of men. He was a mercenary who had a new contract to kill someone who had been hiding away in Verkhoyansk, Russia and he had done it only two days prior to seeing her for the first time. At first, he was going to leave her alone because whatever had been going on didn't relate to him in any way and he wasn't gonna get paid anymore by intervening. However, when she and the group entered a large, broken down building, he heard screams, something made him run inside. Just like the woman, he had been shocked to see some guy eating one of the men who he had seen only moments earlier. That man died and in an instant, he was back on his feet, grabbing another of the men and he sank his teeth into him. He found the woman looking at the scene in horror and he quickly grabbed her wrist and tugged her out of the building. Even when the screams died down, he kept pulling her behind him until they reached another building. He let go of her and he told her that he would be leaving. Though, she stopped him, telling him that she could pay him if he helped her get back home, but he just scoffed at her, telling her she didn't appear to have any sort of money.
He left her then, but they ended up meeting again as she was being attacked by some sort of creature. It looked like it had been human once, but it had drastically changed, like if it had been kept in someplace for a long time. Again, he saved her, and the two were soon forced to work together to survive through a horrific experience. As the days went by, the girl proved to be pretty skilled with a gun, as well as some close combat, and her somewhat bubbly personality showed. She was the opposite of him. He was a hothead, had colorful language, and enjoyed killing the things that came after them. Two months passed by, the two having grown pretty close, and they were kidnapped by some organization. The two were kept there for four months, each having thought the other was dead. Throughout those four months, they each went through their own testing, but he only had to have his blood drawn a bunch, whereas she was forced to be cut and sliced into over and over again because she had a healing ability. He had also been injected with something that made him much stronger, faster, and increased his sense of hearing and taste, but it didn't cause him to turn into one of the creatures they had fought off.
When they found each other after an outbreak had occurred within the facility, the two were glad to see a familiar face, as well as relieved to see that the other hadn't died. They both changed into some regular clothes before finding weapons and they escaped to the outside and a few hours later, they stood on the wooden platform, outside and far away from that facility that had self-destructed. She had told him that she would pay him for all of his help since he had saved her countless times, even though she had saved him a few of those times. He blinked down at her as he asked her if she would really do so, honestly not really wanting the money like he had months before and she nodded to him, saying that she promised. She had told him long before they had been captured that she promised she would keep him safe, despite the fact that she was the one who had to be saved. Though, if the mercenary had to be perfectly honest with himself, she had saved him from himself plenty of times and he was grateful to her. His usual cold gaze softened as he took a step closer to her and he thanked her. She blinked up at him surprise, not used to the sudden change of behavior. Then a soft, warm smile graced her features and she took the cell phone from her pocket and called someone she apparently worked with.
It took her friend two days to send someone to come pick them up and when he told her that he wouldn't be going to the states with her, she had turned to him, confused. However, when he explained that he'd rather be off the grid, not wanting to be recognized, despite all of his charges being dropped for saving the world, she reluctantly agreed. They had shook hands, his hand held onto hers for a few seconds too long, and when he finally let go of her, he found himself regretting it. He was left there, standing on the same platform and watched as she walked into the helicopter and his eyes never left the transport until it disappeared from sight, behind the morning's white clouds. He got into the car they gave him and drove off, never to be heard from or seen again.
Six months had passed since the outbreak.
Six months since the experiments.
Six months since they had seen each other.
Six months and he was in someplace off the grid, working to help villagers in some remote area to kill anything, or any person that caused terror and havoc for him. The woman he met had sent him every single penny of the payment he had demanded and he had barely touched it, only using it when he needed to. It was pretty funny to him how now he was working as some sort of bodyguard for those who really needed it and was being paid with food rather than how it was nine months prior, where he would have only done the job for money. He still had nightmares with her in them, where she was being kidnapped by the people who had taken her and he could never reach her in those dreams. In other nightmares, they would be getting shot at, or be surrounded by the undead creatures, and he would have her guarded one minute and when he'd look back at her, she would be gone. She was having nightmares as well, though hers were of the experiments she had been forced to go through again and in others, she would be trying to protect him, only to be horrified at seeing him die over and over again. His nightmares weren't as frequent as hers, hers being every single night and the lack of sleep caused her to not think correctly while at work. She was still trying to live a normal life, well as much as the government would allow her, and he was still doing what he loved; killing things and people. They thought of each other more often than they'd care to admit and each would try to push their thoughts away.
One day, she had been putting her things away in her car when she felt a large hand find its way around her mouth and she was being pulled backwards into a car. Having learned a few new self protection moves, she was able to get the large man to release her and she screamed as loud as she could, gaining people's unwanted attention. The man moved back inside the car, growling out that he was not done with her, and she crumbled to the pavement as the car sped away. Cops were called and her shaking form was escorted back to her home. The government sent bodyguards to her house and they informed her that the same company from before had sent those men to take her away. It was more likely that those same people would be after the man she had nightmares about and he most likely that he wasn't safe where he was outside of the United States. When the guards told her that they would be going to find him, whereever he had fled to, she insisted on going with them. It took her weeks, but they finally agreed to bring her along. Not even three days passed and she was in the country he was suspected of hiding in. Now it was all about if they could find him in time, before some agents from that company would find him.
She had gone out alone and found herself in a small, abandoned town. Her disguise was rather simple and she was looking for him out in the open. She stopped in her tracks when she heard a familiar voice speak in the country's language and slowly turned around and both of the old friend's eyes widened in surprise at seeing the other. He was shocked that she would even be in such a dangerous place and how she got there without being harmed was a miracle, but unusually happy nonetheless. He suddenly pulled her into a tight hug, something he wanted to do when they departed six months ago, and whispered in her ear, asked her if he was dreaming and if she was real. She hugged him back and told him that she was real and that he wasn't in a dream.
That is when their new journey began. Would they be able to get back to the US safe and sound? Would they be captured again? What sort of enemies will they encounter and will they be able to tell each other how they truly feel?
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I haven't gotten to do this RP in a while and I thought I'd give it another go to see if anyone else is interested. I'm fine playing either the girl with healing abilities or the cocky mercenary, though I'll have to come up with a new character for the merc. XD
This can take place in either after the six months the two had been apart, or the very beginning where they first meet. Either is fine with me. :D
Golden , if you see this, I would love love love to continue or restart where we left off, but only if you want!
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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐓𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞
Muse:
(The Merc or The Girl?)
Full Name:
Age:
Personality:
(This can be a written personality, personality traits, or both.)
Short Bio:
(Optional. We can always reveal it in the story.)
Hobbies:
Favorites:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Strengths:
Weaknesses:
Appearance:
• Photo:
• Written Description:
• Height:
• Weight:
• Skin Color:
• Eye Color:
• Hair Style/Length/Color:
He left her then, but they ended up meeting again as she was being attacked by some sort of creature. It looked like it had been human once, but it had drastically changed, like if it had been kept in someplace for a long time. Again, he saved her, and the two were soon forced to work together to survive through a horrific experience. As the days went by, the girl proved to be pretty skilled with a gun, as well as some close combat, and her somewhat bubbly personality showed. She was the opposite of him. He was a hothead, had colorful language, and enjoyed killing the things that came after them. Two months passed by, the two having grown pretty close, and they were kidnapped by some organization. The two were kept there for four months, each having thought the other was dead. Throughout those four months, they each went through their own testing, but he only had to have his blood drawn a bunch, whereas she was forced to be cut and sliced into over and over again because she had a healing ability. He had also been injected with something that made him much stronger, faster, and increased his sense of hearing and taste, but it didn't cause him to turn into one of the creatures they had fought off.
When they found each other after an outbreak had occurred within the facility, the two were glad to see a familiar face, as well as relieved to see that the other hadn't died. They both changed into some regular clothes before finding weapons and they escaped to the outside and a few hours later, they stood on the wooden platform, outside and far away from that facility that had self-destructed. She had told him that she would pay him for all of his help since he had saved her countless times, even though she had saved him a few of those times. He blinked down at her as he asked her if she would really do so, honestly not really wanting the money like he had months before and she nodded to him, saying that she promised. She had told him long before they had been captured that she promised she would keep him safe, despite the fact that she was the one who had to be saved. Though, if the mercenary had to be perfectly honest with himself, she had saved him from himself plenty of times and he was grateful to her. His usual cold gaze softened as he took a step closer to her and he thanked her. She blinked up at him surprise, not used to the sudden change of behavior. Then a soft, warm smile graced her features and she took the cell phone from her pocket and called someone she apparently worked with.
It took her friend two days to send someone to come pick them up and when he told her that he wouldn't be going to the states with her, she had turned to him, confused. However, when he explained that he'd rather be off the grid, not wanting to be recognized, despite all of his charges being dropped for saving the world, she reluctantly agreed. They had shook hands, his hand held onto hers for a few seconds too long, and when he finally let go of her, he found himself regretting it. He was left there, standing on the same platform and watched as she walked into the helicopter and his eyes never left the transport until it disappeared from sight, behind the morning's white clouds. He got into the car they gave him and drove off, never to be heard from or seen again.
Six months had passed since the outbreak.
Six months since the experiments.
Six months since they had seen each other.
Six months and he was in someplace off the grid, working to help villagers in some remote area to kill anything, or any person that caused terror and havoc for him. The woman he met had sent him every single penny of the payment he had demanded and he had barely touched it, only using it when he needed to. It was pretty funny to him how now he was working as some sort of bodyguard for those who really needed it and was being paid with food rather than how it was nine months prior, where he would have only done the job for money. He still had nightmares with her in them, where she was being kidnapped by the people who had taken her and he could never reach her in those dreams. In other nightmares, they would be getting shot at, or be surrounded by the undead creatures, and he would have her guarded one minute and when he'd look back at her, she would be gone. She was having nightmares as well, though hers were of the experiments she had been forced to go through again and in others, she would be trying to protect him, only to be horrified at seeing him die over and over again. His nightmares weren't as frequent as hers, hers being every single night and the lack of sleep caused her to not think correctly while at work. She was still trying to live a normal life, well as much as the government would allow her, and he was still doing what he loved; killing things and people. They thought of each other more often than they'd care to admit and each would try to push their thoughts away.
One day, she had been putting her things away in her car when she felt a large hand find its way around her mouth and she was being pulled backwards into a car. Having learned a few new self protection moves, she was able to get the large man to release her and she screamed as loud as she could, gaining people's unwanted attention. The man moved back inside the car, growling out that he was not done with her, and she crumbled to the pavement as the car sped away. Cops were called and her shaking form was escorted back to her home. The government sent bodyguards to her house and they informed her that the same company from before had sent those men to take her away. It was more likely that those same people would be after the man she had nightmares about and he most likely that he wasn't safe where he was outside of the United States. When the guards told her that they would be going to find him, whereever he had fled to, she insisted on going with them. It took her weeks, but they finally agreed to bring her along. Not even three days passed and she was in the country he was suspected of hiding in. Now it was all about if they could find him in time, before some agents from that company would find him.
She had gone out alone and found herself in a small, abandoned town. Her disguise was rather simple and she was looking for him out in the open. She stopped in her tracks when she heard a familiar voice speak in the country's language and slowly turned around and both of the old friend's eyes widened in surprise at seeing the other. He was shocked that she would even be in such a dangerous place and how she got there without being harmed was a miracle, but unusually happy nonetheless. He suddenly pulled her into a tight hug, something he wanted to do when they departed six months ago, and whispered in her ear, asked her if he was dreaming and if she was real. She hugged him back and told him that she was real and that he wasn't in a dream.
That is when their new journey began. Would they be able to get back to the US safe and sound? Would they be captured again? What sort of enemies will they encounter and will they be able to tell each other how they truly feel?
[•°•°•°•°•°•°•]
I haven't gotten to do this RP in a while and I thought I'd give it another go to see if anyone else is interested. I'm fine playing either the girl with healing abilities or the cocky mercenary, though I'll have to come up with a new character for the merc. XD
This can take place in either after the six months the two had been apart, or the very beginning where they first meet. Either is fine with me. :D
Golden , if you see this, I would love love love to continue or restart where we left off, but only if you want!
[°•°•°•°•°•°]
𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐓𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞
Muse:
(The Merc or The Girl?)
Full Name:
Age:
Personality:
(This can be a written personality, personality traits, or both.)
Short Bio:
(Optional. We can always reveal it in the story.)
Hobbies:
Favorites:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Strengths:
Weaknesses:
Appearance:
• Photo:
• Written Description:
• Height:
• Weight:
• Skin Color:
• Eye Color:
• Hair Style/Length/Color:
