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  1. Hani

    The Dark Horse, A Steampunk Adventure

    “Bingo, my dear inventor.” Rin’s smirk morphed into a wide grin before she took another bite of her crepe. “The Trails is where people go to race with their hover bikes. It’s outside of the city in the rural areas. It’s illegal, but you win good money there.” Rin briefly explained as she finally leaned back in her seat and casually ate her crepe. That’s how she had made the money to pay for the parts she had needed to repair her bikes. Of course there was much more than just the racing, but for the time being that wasn’t important. “I think it’s time you step out of your workspace and come with me to the Trails later tonight.” Rin wasn’t sure what his response would be, but she would get him to go. The girl could be quite persistent, and wasn’t easily deterred. “It’ll give you a better idea of what I want if you see it physically, and we can have some fun.” He didn’t seem the type to willingly go out and have fun. As he mentioned earlier, he was an inventor so surely he spent all his time here, tinkering around.
  2. Hani

    [ASK] Cruel, Cruel World

    Lenora’s gaze shifted from the bruising eye to the specks and smears of what she could only assume to be blood on the collar of his shirt. The rest of his appearance wasn’t any better. And the gun. It was quite difficult to imagine him inquiring about the young woman’s well being, but Lenora doubted that the girl would choose to cover up for him if he was bothering her. Her attention shifted to the woman who spoke out again. This time it was the woman who she doubted. The way she spoke. She was nervous, but of what? Lenora decided to stick around a bit longer. “Is that what happened? You drank too much?” Lenora has had her fair share of drunken nights, but she never got fully drunk on her own. At least, in a public place she didn’t. She usually came with her friend Sherry.
  3. Hani

    Write with Me

    Hey! Yeah, I was working on a post yesterday. Sorry for the delay. I’ll get one out today for sure. The posting order is good.
  4. Hani

    The Dark Horse, A Steampunk Adventure

    Rin watched the robot with the faintest of a smile. Unlike her human companion, Amalia made her feel completely welcomed, and she was friendly. She understood Reinhardt to a certain extent. Telling a stranger about your life straight from the get-go wasn't exactly something people were willing to do., but he was from another realm. That was not something you encountered everyday, so it was practically expected of her to inquire about the subject further. Perhaps that's why he was insistent on keeping it under wraps. All the question could get annoying. She shifted her gaze from the robot to Rein, the small smile still on her lips. "Well, it needs to be able to go at high speeds, and be a bit on the smaller side." The brunette thought for a moment before something occurred to her. "Have you ever been to The Trails?" Rin questioned with a small smirk as she rested her forearms on the table and leaned closer to Rein. From here she got a better look at his light forest green eyes and the light dash of freckles. She had to admit, despite his cold demeanor, he was quite an attractive individual.
  5. Hani

    When Snow Falls

    She was late. That much she knew. Katharina had intended to arrive the morning before the actual departure of their journey to rest and regain her energy. She had already pictured how her day would have gone. Sitting near the fire, returning the much needed warmth to her body, with a cup of tea in hand. A peaceful, uninterrupted sleep. But after slipping on some slippery rocks and breaking her time piece she only had the sunlight to rely on. Which only worked against her, given the small window of daylight during the day. Thankfully she had finally made it to Valjer. Picking up the pace, Katrin's amber irises settled on an inn a few distances away. Perhaps they would have some information on Knox and his whereabouts. A small ounce of dread pooled at the pit of her stomach. What if they had already left? She hoped that wasn't the case. It wasn't long before her leather gloved hands were gripping the door to the inn, and she stepped inside only to be greeted by a group pf people standing near the base of the stairs. Immediately her gaze shifted back and forth as she looked from one individual to the next. This was probably the group she was searching for. Pushing the worn grey hood of her cloak and lowering the scarf that hid half of her visage, Katrin felt the warmth of the building slowly brush against her cheeks. "Am I late to join the party?" The girl questioned as she took a couple of steps closer to the group hoping to catch anyone's attention. "Have any of you seen or heard of Knox..." She fished a slip of paper from her jacket pocket and quickly skimmed through the words, searching for the name. "Knox Hadley?"
  6. Hani

    Write with Me

    @Die Shize @zackrobbman Haha Keeps people interested, doesn't it? Anyways, I edited in my post!
  7. Hani

    [ASK] Cruel, Cruel World

    The usual hum of life in The Grey Flood was lost to Lenora as her distant gaze starred out of the window. She had taken her regular seat by the window of the joint, sticking close to the walls, away from all the commotion. This time her pale, slender fingers held a whiskey glass that rested atop of the table. She had needed a stronger drink today given the shitty day she had. Her boss, or now known as her former boss, had let her go. Working the cash register at the little market hadn't been hard, if anything she actually found herself content with the job. She would get to see the local folks and talk about anything new going on. She even made a couple of friends. The pay had been decent. There was the occasional slow day, but it was better than spending her time tending to crops the whole day. The red head breathed out a heavy sigh, gaze still locked on nothing particular outside of the window as she lifted the glass to take another drink, and came up short. There was no more whiskey left. It was then that she finally turned her gaze to the glass, clicked her tongue in annoyance, and glanced over to the bar. There she noticed a man stand up from his stool and began to walk away leaving six empty bottles resting on the countertop. Surely the man had to be completely shit faced. As far as she knew, no one could drink so much and still get up and take single step without tipping over. Blue irises followed the man, and watched as he stopped next to a woman who was seated by herself. They were a bit too far for her to hear with all the chattering going on around her, but the confusion and growing panic in the girl's eyes were enough for Lenora to get to her feet and make her way over. "Is he botherin' you, hun?" The red head questioned, her words coming out in a slight drawl. There was a slight reassurance to her gaze as she looked to the woman, before her it sharpened as she looked to the male.
  8. Hani

    The Dark Horse, A Steampunk Adventure

    Amalia was much more open about their origins, than Rein. Who clearly wanted to keep it under wraps. Taking a seat, Rin looked up at Rein as he revealed the elongated canines and just what exactly was he. "It's not." Rin answered simply while holding Rein's gaze. There were too many unanswered questions. So many things she wanted to know. "But seeing as you're reluctant to say more, I'll let it go." The male wasn't obligated to tell her anything more about Earth seeing as it was something personal, but it wasn't everyday that you encountered someone from another realm. Naturally, who wouldn't want to learn about such a thing. "For now, I'll settle with this crepe." The girl turned to crepes and picked one up, she eyed the treat for a second, before taking a bite. She quickly took another bite of the thin pancake, the taste delighting her taste buds. "This are delicious, Amalia."
  9. Hani

    The Dark Horse, A Steampunk Adventure

    Rin had wondered if there was a realm beyond this world, but have never entertained the thought. She had merely brushed it off as something impossible, yet here was this man and this robot. Both from a realm that sounded strange. No magic? Amalia appeared once more with a plate full of what she assumed to be crepes. The dessert looked delicious, but her focus was mostly on Rein. “You’re half human?” Rin questioned with furrowed brows.
  10. Hani

    Write with Me

    I'm fine with that! I think having the IC by the weekend is a good pace. In the meantime, I'll create my character. I also have a couple ideas that we could possibly do, but I want to develop further before I reveal them to you. If I feel like I'm good to go with making the IC thread before the weekend, I'll be sure to let you know. I SAY WE'RE ON OUR WAY TO A FUN-FILLED, ENTERTAINING ROLE PLAY! I can't wait!
  11. Hani

    Write with Me

    I usually prefer 1x1 role-plays, but I'm willing to giving a four person group a try. That's a good idea! I read through a good portion of the information for Norkotia, and I think it's a great place to host a role play. Unless you would like to come up with your own western world in the Alternative part of Valucre.
  12. Hani

    Write with Me

    Hey! I'd be interested in a western style role play or even sci-fi. Are you planning to do it in groups or 1x1?
  13. Hani

    The Dark Horse, A Steampunk Adventure

    Rin reached for a cup, brought it up to her lips, and let out a hum of delight after tasting the tea. At Rein’s small comment, Rin couldn’t help but to laugh lightly. “I’m sure she’s only joking.” The girl took another sip of her tea before casting a curious glance to the blonde. “Where is your homeland?”
  14. Hani

    The Dark Horse, A Steampunk Adventure

    Rin stopped dusting off the bike to look at Reinhardt as he explained how the steam powered bike worked. Having water as fuel for a hoverbike was unusual, but surely not unheard of if he was making these types of bikes. “How long does it usually take for the bike to use up all the water?” Despite being on the clunkier side in regards to shape and size, Rin found herself liking the model. It would be great to use when just cruising around the city, but surely for racing it would burn out quick. It’s weight would surely slow it down, and it would have to work a bit harder to get it to go at high speeds. Unless if he had managed to find a way to somehow bypass all those variables. Rin’s fingers tingled, already longing to feel the bike’s handlebars beneath her fingertips. It was such an exhilarating feeling when the wind harshly whipped against your clothes, and the scenery passing you by in a flash. It truly made her feel alive and free, which was one of the many reasons why she started illegally racing. Money being another minor reason. It was more of a perk than anything and it helped with buying parts for her bike. “A carriage,” Rin questioned with a teasing grin present on her lips as she kept her gaze on Rein then looked to Amalia. “Were they really that big?” “Tea? I love tea. It’s the one thing I’m good at making in the kitchen.” Rin retreated from the bikes while rubbing her hands against the fabric of her sweats, trying to rid them of the dust. “What are crepes?”
  15. Hani

    The Dark Horse, A Steampunk Adventure

    "Ah! Thank you Amalia!" Rin called after the robot as she took her leave, before returning her gaze to Rein. Rin couldn't help the grin of excitement that crossed her lips as he gave her the opportunity to try out the bikes, and she was ready to run over but paused. "Steampowered? How does that work?" She questioned while making her way over to the bikes, and decided to ride the closest one. She dusted off the seat of the bike causing a small dust cloud to fly off to the side. Just how long have these been sitting here, Rin wondered.
  16. Hani

    The Dark Horse, A Steampunk Adventure

    The city was quite diverse when it came to the people who inhabited it, and with that diversity came different languages and accents. His manner of pronunciation was not something she had heard before, which made her wonder where exactly he came from. As he gestured to the bikes Ha Rin directed her gaze to them and raised a brow in pleasant surprise. Each bike was unique yet similar to its predecessor, and have clearly remained untouched with the layer of dust atop of them. At his following words, Rin look to him in disbelief, then heard the loud stomps. Her head snapped in the direction of the hallway to see the female robot come out. A small smile appeared on her lips, since for a split second she had thought he had gone mad and actually was talking to a pile of metal scraps and bolts. “I’m Ha Rin Lee, but I go by Rin.” She briefly glanced to the blonde male, who she now knew the name of, then looked to Amalia once more. “I’m finally able to participate in the city’s hoverbike races, but the hoverbike I have isn’t exactly up to par or suitable for such extremities. So, I’m searching for someone that can build me another hoverbike.” Turning to the tall blonde, she looked at him for a second. “And you seem like an eligible candidate for the job. What do you say?”
  17. Hani

    The Dark Horse, A Steampunk Adventure

    It had been about a week or so when Rin had first come across the blonde man, who had caught her attention when she had seen him buying spare parts for what she could only assume to be a bike. That ounce of interest led her to the current situation she was in, which was hiding near the entrance of his workspace silently observing him work as she casually drank tea from her metal canteen. From what she could tell he was pretty efficient in building from nothing to something, which was what she was looking for. Rin herself liked to tinker with broken things and fix them up, but she needed someone with more knowledge on how to invent and innovate things, specifically bikes, which he seemed to know. After what seemed like minutes, the girl finally stepped out of the shadows and into the light of the room. Her black leather boots lightly thudded against the ground as she made her way over to the blonde. Her baggy green sweat pants rested snuggly across her hips, while the pant legs were tucked into her boots. She wore a short black tank top that stopped a bit above her belly button, showcasing a small amount of skin. “How long have you been working on this?” The brunette questioned as her form of greeting.
  18. Hani

    Ha Rin Lee

    Ha Rin Lee Basic Information Name: Ha Rin Lee Nicknames/pseudonyms: Rin Age: 21 Apparent Age: Often times gets mistaken for 13-15 year old because of her height Race: Human Gender: Female Sexuality: Heterosexual Marital Status: Single Birthplace: Renovatio Physical and Appearance Weight: 102lb Height: 5’5” Physique: Lean/Slightly Tone Muscles Eyes: Light brown Hair: Ashy Brown Bob that reaches her chin Complexion: Fair Voice: Mezzo Tattoos/markings: Compass tattoo on her left shoulder blade Typical Attire: Usually found in a tank top with some baggy sweats or skinny jeans and leather boots Psychological Information (WIP) Demeanor: Strengths: Weaknesses: Quirks: Likes: Dislikes: Equipment Mundane: · Tool Box Weapons: · Switchblade · Skills & Deficiencies Mundane: · + Skill – Tinkering, Fixing things, Racing, Making Tea · - Deficiency – Cooking (WIP)
  19. Hani

    A 'VERY' Enthusiastic walk

    The elf didn’t take kindly to being shoved out of the way, if anything it only infuriated her further. The furrow of her brow deepened while the curl of her lips tightened. At the mention of Nesryn, the woman looked to the brunette and sent her a glare. “To hell with your meeting! Your employee stole my necklace!” Returning her blazing glare to the shaman, she rushed forward and began to tug at his clothes. “Strip! I do not care!” To this Nesryn slipped out of the booth and rushed to pull the woman back. “For such a high standing elf, you surely lack manners.” Nesryn stated while pulling the woman back. “Unhand me you wench!” The elf woman shouted as she struggled in Nesryn’s grip. One of the elf’s hands slipped free and she delivered a punch to Nesryn’s jaw that sent the girl’s head snapping to the side and released the elf. Nesryn’s knowledge on hand to hand combat wasn’t necessarily the richest, but a simple brawl surely didn’t require much knowledge of fighting, did it? She was a baker not some trained fighter. Whatever the case, Nesryn felt a surge of anger coarse through her and she gave the elf a punch of her own.
  20. Hani

    Katharina Lundgren

    Katharina Lundgren "Katrin" Name: Katharina Lundgren Alias: Katrin (Cat-rin)Race: Magic WielderAge: 23Birthplace: Somewhere in GenesarisAlignment: NoneOccupation: Traveler/healerWeapon: Needle-Point Blade, Trailing-Point Curved Blade, Spear-Point Blade, Small Battle Axe, herbs (poisonous, and for healing)Armor: Leather armor that covers her torso, and thighsPersonalHair: Raven BlackEyes: Amber Skin: Rosy-PaleBody: Lean, slightly MuscularHeight: 5'7"Weight: 134Abilities Some Knowledge on Close Range Combat, Healing/Medicine
  21. Hani

    A 'VERY' Enthusiastic walk

    The tavern only seemed to grow louder at the woman's scream that had effectively caught many of the patron's attention. Causing a scene clearly didn't bother the woman as it only seemed to fuel the fire in her gaze while she looked amongst the crowd. She was searching, and it wouldn't be long before their table would be the center of entertainment for the night. "Well, we haven't even received our meal yet. I'd at least like start this travel with a decent meal." Normally, Nesryn would try to avoid any type of trouble as that was the last thing she needed, but she frankly just wanted to test Beris. There was no doubt in her mind that he knew how to wield his weapons well, so what she really wanted to test out was his mind. To see how he would handle the situation; how he would get himself out of the trouble he had caused. Casually reaching for her drink, Nesryn brought the bottle to her lips while listening to the shaman speak, and took a long sip. Might as well loosen up for the upcoming scene that was heading their way. "Alright, my first question: have you ever dealt with a fuming elf? Because if not, well here's your first." Nesryn set her bottle back on the table, and watched the elf woman step in front of their table, and slightly blocked their way to get out of the booth. "You! You drunk-you THIEF!" She screeched while pointing an accusing finger at the shaman.
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    A 'VERY' Enthusiastic walk

    “Indeed I am.” Nesryn murmured with a light smile to follow, before the corner of her lips shifted down into a neutral line while the amusement was wiped straight from her visage at his following questions. The gem was still a wonder to the world. There were a variant of stories that all trickled down to the same thing: the gem was hidden in Whispernight Ruins, and it would grant the person who finds its powers. “I suppose it’s more of a precious gem, but really I’m not sure.” The brunette paused as the male continued to speak, and occasionally she would nod in understanding. It wasn’t long before the waitress returned with their drinks, and Beris resumed his act. There was a light flush to the girl’s cheeks, while a couple of strands fell loose from her braid, a clear indication that she had been bustling around waiting on tables. Even then, she still wore that smile of hers, and it made Nesryn wonder what was driving this woman’s lightheartedness. If she were in the waitress’s position, then surely the tavern’s patrons would only get a forced smile out of here at this point. “For now, I’m fine.” Nesryn replied briefly, hoping it would get the girl to leave their table as quick as possible. She and Beris had matters to discuss and details to run through, and that couldn’t happen if they kept getting interrupted. The brunette patiently waited for the girl's departure before looking to Beris once more. “What you mentioned earlier, I agree. We should try to learn about each other to make this trip easier. I do-“ Nesryn started as the girl had taken her leave, but was once again interrupted as a shrill scream tore through the chitter chatter and laughter. The elf woman Beris had snagged from earlier was frantically searching on the floor for surely one of the valuables the shaman had in his possession. “Looks like we’ll have to take our whole meal to go.” Nesryn joked as she glanced to Beris.
  23. Hani

    The Unnaturally Gifted Children

    Hey, I’ll work on my character tonight. I was actually thinking of making a boy, so yeah I’ll make one lol
  24. Hani

    The Unnaturally Gifted Children

    Hey! I'm still here. I just got really busy, but I will try to get my character sheet up.
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