Adela Kom Trikru

I may be young, but I could kill you and you wouldn't even know I was there. |RP|OC|#T100|#BabyButterfly|Descriptive/Literate|18+|

[Adela Kom Trikru @GoufaGona]

Ai laik Adela Kom Trikru
*Not new to RP/world. OC
*Descriptive/Literate
*Young sister of Lincoln Kom Trikru
*Looking for #T100 Rpers

[Adela Kom Trikru @GoufaGona]

--informed of, and the thought filled her with a pang of anger.
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[Adela Kom Trikru @GoufaGona]

--bomb?” She had never heard of a bomb hitting Ton DC. She then realized there were a lot of events she had never been--
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[Adela Kom Trikru @GoufaGona]

--was safe. It had always been in her nature to do so. Her attention went back to the mention of the bomb on Ton DC. “What--
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[Adela Kom Trikru @GoufaGona]

--person was. It wasn’t that she didn’t trust her brother. She trusted him with her life. She just wanted to make sure he--
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[Adela Kom Trikru @GoufaGona]

--especially someone whose people have threatened her own people’s lives countless times, she needed to know who the--
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[Adela Kom Trikru @GoufaGona]

--speaking herself. “I want to meet her.” Her tone was soft but also a bit tense. If he was going to be with anyone,--
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[Adela Kom Trikru @GoufaGona]

--different things about them and she didn’t know what to believe. She nodded in his direction after he spoke before--
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[Adela Kom Trikru @GoufaGona]

--her brother to make good judgments, but she had never met a Skai person before. Not personally. She had heard so many--
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[Adela Kom Trikru @GoufaGona]

--woman, worthy of being considered Trikru. But she didn’t know the girl and found it hard to trust her fully. She trusted--
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[Adela Kom Trikru @GoufaGona]

She listened intently to her brother describe his lover. From what she had seen of Octavia, she seemed like a strong--
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[Adela Kom Trikru @GoufaGona]

--through the smirk that was spread across her lips.
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[Adela Kom Trikru @GoufaGona]

--across her lips as her mischievous side starts to take over. “Oh how I’ve missed training with you, Kiana.” She said--
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[Adela Kom Trikru @GoufaGona]

--working with it. Her specialty had always been the sword. She always looked forward to training with it. A smirk crept--
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[Adela Kom Trikru @GoufaGona]

--demeanor changed at the change of topic. Adela had always loved working with the dagger, but she was only ever just okay at--
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[Adela Kom Trikru @GoufaGona]

--she felt when she heard the rumors about what her clan was going through, knowing that her brother could be dead. Adela’s--
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[Adela Kom Trikru @GoufaGona]

--protect them. Adela couldn’t imagine what Kiana had felt when her sister almost died, but she assumed it was similar to how--
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[Adela Kom Trikru @GoufaGona]

--they were when it comes to family. They both always worried incredibly about their families and would do anything to--
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[Adela Kom Trikru @GoufaGona]

--anything about it, but she still felt guilt spread throughout her. She knew Kiana well. They weren’t the most alike, but--
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[Adela Kom Trikru @GoufaGona]

--ow she felt made Adela feel even worse about not being there for her friend when she was needed. She couldn’t have done--
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[Adela Kom Trikru @GoufaGona]

--of Lexa again and she feels Kiana’s hand on her shoulder, her eyes fixed on her friend. Listening to her friend explain how--
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