𝓩.

ㅤ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙁𝙄𝙍𝙎𝙏 𝙁𝙐𝙎𝙄𝙊𝙉 𝙊𝙁 𝙈𝙐𝙏𝘼𝙉𝙏𝙆𝙄𝙉𝘿 .ᐟ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀

[𝓩. @mutatedfusion]

❛ Good. My mere existence threatens you. ❜

ZĀRIN
oc — arakkii

[͏͏ ͏ ‍ ‍ ℳ. @spellspinning]

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ⠀ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ⠀ ‍ ᅠ ⠀⠀ᅠ⠀⠀ᅠ⠀⠀ᅠ⠀⠀ᅠ⠀⠀ᅠ⠀⠀ᅠ⠀⠀ᅠ⠀⠀ᅠ⠀⠀ᅠ⠀

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ⠀ ‍ ᅠ ⠀⠀ᅠ⠀⠀ᅠ⠀⠀ᅠ⠀⠀ᅠ⠀⠀ᅠ⠀⠀ᅠ⠀⠀ᅠ⠀⠀ᅠ⠀⠀ᅠ⠀
𓄋
🜏

[𝓩. @mutatedfusion]

“More shady government types..”

Zārin groans upon scanning through the surge of presences in her immediate area. She only been in the city of Cairo a /few/ days and the suits were already on her trail.

“..looks like I’ll be ducking back to the temple sooner than scheduled.”

[𝓩. @mutatedfusion]

Zārin’s outside a temple built in the shape of a pyramid, thr lack of wind left her drawings of Arakkii symbols in the sand unswept. Once complete, the hybrid positions herself in the direct center and begins shaping out a spell.

[𝓩. @mutatedfusion]

For a portion of her journey, Zārin rode on the back of her dawn jackal. She arrived on the campus outskirts, purposefully staying out of the surveillance camera’s view.

[𝓩. @mutatedfusion]

Appetite sated, she moves onto the 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌 portion of her evening. Apocalypse assigned a list of items for her to acquire. Some were academic, some mystic in origin and there was a technological item present too.

[𝓩. @mutatedfusion]

Mentally, Zārin marks off the first item on her list. She slips out of a window, aiming directly for her second target. The collegiate library was across town, admittedly a bit far from the lab she’s leaving. Thankfully, the campus was closed to the public at this time of night.

[:--𝐈𝐀𝐈--: @XREVELATl0NS]

⠀
⠀

[𝐀𝐥𝐲𝐬𝐬𝐚 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐞|𝗗𝗮𝘄𝗻𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁 @DAWNH3ART]

𝗔 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗡𝗲𝘄 𝗬𝗼𝗿𝗸 𝗶𝗻 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗹𝘆 𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗲𝘀, 𝗔𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗮-𝗯𝗼𝗿𝗻 𝗔𝗹𝘆𝘀𝘀𝗮 𝗠𝗼𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝘀

𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗠𝗔𝗚𝗡𝗜𝗙𝗜𝗖𝗘𝗡𝗧... 𝗗𝗔𝗪𝗡𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗧!
❤️+🔁
#MARVELRP #OCRP #MVRP

[𝓩. @mutatedfusion]

“..strange, indeed..”

Zārin tilts her head curiously.

“Are you lost or something?”

[𝙱𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚕 @GeoticKing]

𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐚𝐰𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬

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✦ 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐥, 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐌𝐚𝐧
✦ 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥
✦ 𝐋𝐞𝐰𝐝/𝐍𝐨𝐧
✦ 21+/𝐌𝐃𝐍𝐈

#MVRP #Angelverse

[𝓩. @mutatedfusion]

Stealing a meal was the easier, albeit far more unexciting part. Zārin truly had her Cairo’s finest restaurants. All it took was locating the mind of the head chef and violà! They’d order their staff to make whatever her heart desired.

[𝓩. @mutatedfusion]

+ a kiss.

First, Zārin required sustenance and planned to steal such for herself. Then, she’d find something much for valuable to snatch. Her actions would likely anger the thieves guild within Cairo, but she’s stopped caring about their feelings long ago.

[𝓩. @mutatedfusion]

She’d spent the last few days restoring the temple’s innards. After a resting for a half-day, Zārin craved some 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍 exercise. The thief summons an over-sized, sunset Ibis to fly into Cairo. She deboards on a rooftop, sending her steed to Amenth’s astral plane via +

[𝓩. @mutatedfusion]

+ return them safely to Amenth’s astral plane in a flash of light. Zārin looks side to side, only to enter through the front of the massive temple.

[𝓩. @mutatedfusion]

Zārin rides on the back of her vicious, sunset Caracal; one of the many expressions of her soul that the mystic can summon from Amenth’s astral plane. She crosses the sand swept planes of the Egyptian dessert, disguised in an abaya and hijab. Upon arriving at an mount of +

[𝓩. @mutatedfusion]

+ sand, she outstretches her hand. An Arakki spell spills from her lips, causing the sea of sand in front of Zārin to fluidly flow out of the way, thus revealing an ancient pyramid buried beneath.

“At last…”

She slides off of her Caracal, before kissing her steed’s cheek to +

[Nadhia . @RomanceSkies]

⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝖠 𝖡𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝖡𝗎𝗂𝗅𝗍 𝖮𝗇 𝖡𝗅𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝖥𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌 .
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

[𝓩. @mutatedfusion]

Zārin’s suspended from one of her bandages, subtly infusing the fabric with a pinch of soul energy to keep it from ripping as it extends, lowering the fusion down.