The Elafia returns from yet another personal trip in the Kazimierz-Ursus region to the landship. Standing outside of the landship, she seems confused and curious, concealing an expression of agony.
"What... what happened to the landship?"
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Seeing the damage and the rescue operations, she fears an outside force, or betrayal.
Fearing the worst outcomes, it feels like a familiar sight to her past experience, though this time, she arrives to see the aftermath, instead of being in the epicenter as it happens.
❝Telling the truth at this point is the only way you'll survive.❞
Arknights/Multiverse.
Ascalon, The Leader Of Sweep, Judge, Jury, And Executioner Of Rhodes.
Mature Themes Present: Violence, Dark Humor, Smut, Gore, ETC.
The Judge Of #Chess.
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ㅤI am Ptilopsis, former data analyst at Rhine Lab . Please submit your orders via the Command Line .
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐Operator|| Ptilopsis
My racial traits, in conjunction with my infection, may cause me to fall asleep in mid-conversation . Do not be alarmed .
❝I may be in a wheelchair but I'll still snipe you from atop a billboard.❞
Arknights/Multiverse.
The Elder Sister Of Lemuel.
Mature Themes Present: Smut, Violence, Dark Humor, Gore, ETC.
Another Piece Of #Chess.
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❝So hungry... My tummy's been grumbling for so long. Can we head to the cafeteria?❞
Six Star Caster, Ceobe.
Arknights/Multiverse.
Mature Themes Present:Smut, Violence, Drug Use, Gore, Dark Humor, ETC.
The Tripping Piece Of #Chess.
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❝What are you doing in my lab?❞
Andrea Williams, Robotics And Mechanical Engineer Of Rhodes Island.
Robotics/Mechanical Engineer OC.
Arknights/Multiverse.
Mature Themes Present: Smut, Dark Humor, Gore, Violence, ETC.
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❝I always end a battle in under five shots, I never need the sixth bullet so I don't load it.❞
Arknights/Multiverse.
Elite Operator Outcast.
Mature Themes Present: Violence, Smut, Gore, Dark Humor, ETC.
The Grandma Of #Chess.
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Seeing the damage and the rescue operations, she fears an outside force, or betrayal.
Fearing the worst outcomes, it feels like a familiar sight to her past experience, though this time, she arrives to see the aftermath, instead of being in the epicenter as it happens.
The Elafia returns from yet another personal trip in the Kazimierz-Ursus region to the landship. Standing outside of the landship, she seems confused and curious, concealing an expression of agony.
"What... what happened to the landship?"
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...the lack of attention and knowledge of her location to take out what seemed to be key figures, and others who pose the biggest throat among the remaining hostiles.
All in quick succession with very quick releases of arrows, some piercing through to hit more than one.
The enemies briefly taking their attention away from the sniper allowed her to very quickly and sneakily move to another location, concealed in nature.
Not letting her weariness getting the better of her, she takes advantage of...
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It was uncommon to see one who was determined to keep going as this one was but Red knew their position wouldn't hold forever.
She did as she was trained. Assess, plan, act.
It only took a few moments before Red darted out from the cover and threw several blades with deadly -
@_Frostleaves Finishing her cup of coffee, temporarily rejuvenated with caffeine, the Elafia does not seem as tired as she could be typically.
"I'm good..."
Tinkering further with her crossbow, she very quickly turns her attention again to the Vulpo.
"Still, do you want to help?"
Occasionally swapping to her throwing knives (to be both thrown and used to stab) to get rid of the enemies, she begins showing slight signs of weariness, though she is still performing at what she is meant to be doing.
The deer nods, knowing there's still more hostiles to take care of.
She stays by the newfound cover, shooting at them with precision, further showcasing which bodies were dropped by her, through the clear sign of arrow to the head.
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So many bodies now laid on the ground. The lupo's breathing still even without showing signs of exertion though there were a few new wounds.
Looking out from behind the cover they now found themselves in, the distinction in who killed who was clear.
"Hm. Still not done."