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Post by sheska orkham on Feb 26, 2013 22:35:00 GMT -8
It had been a ridiculously long day at her so called job things were getting harder and harder around the city and in order to get anything done you had to be crafty and know what you were doing. Being the second in command of a prestigious gang meant that she had to know what she was doing but it seemed she was constantly being sent out on jobs with idiots, today nearly beating a man senseless for doing something stupid and almost getting them caught. She found solace in the fact that her day was almost over however able to see her apartment complex just over the hill the time she spent locked up in her home being the only time she was able to find some peace it seemed. Her digimon (A bakumon) Ares trailed at her side silent as ever afraid to speak to his tamer when she was in a mood like she was today knowing she was libel to snap at any moment and lash out negatively at him.
Everything about the frigged woman told a story from the cold look in her violet eyes to the scar that ran down her cheek, she had not lived an easy life though it wasn't like she didn't have the opportunity to. She was from a very prestigious family in Russia her father had risen to the top of the political chain and became the prime minister of the country when Sheska was in her early teens, it wasn't long after that when she ran away from home being only fourteen at the time naturally her family was sent into a panic. She some how made it to Japan through and through a series of events joined a petty gang at the age of sixteen, why life the life of luxury when you could live like a real person? She was almost regretting her discussions now that she was older but she would never take them back seeing as it made her into the person she was today. She didn't think of her family to often seeing them as a minor inconvenience that would hopefully disappear over time, thankfully not to many people knew who she was or who her parents were for that matter which was something she was always thankful for.
" Finally almost home. ", she said down to her digimon forcing a smile to her face as the creature at her feet sped forward a few good feet before speaking. " Yes yes! I cant wait to get home and eat! I am so hungry you are going to cook for me right?", the digimon said making sure he was a safe distance away. Sheska stared out at him for a moment or so before rolling her eyes at the silly digimon, " No food for you. You are getting far to fat its time for a diet, we need you to get strong so you can fight off the authorities not fat and slow!"
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Sky Stefan Helios
Pandora
In Debt[M:20:]
"I don't know...who I really am..."
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Post by Sky Stefan Helios on Feb 26, 2013 23:16:19 GMT -8
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Post by sheska orkham on Feb 26, 2013 23:45:36 GMT -8
The pair would walk only a few more feet before Ares would suddenly go tense his eyes falling on a fellow digimon ahead of them, the bakumon instantly going in defense mode seeing as their path was blocked. Ares of all people knew that this wouldn't end well for either Sheska or this strange man ahead of her afraid more for the strangers safety than his tamers seeing as he knew what the woman was capable of when she was in a mood like this. Regardless of it all Ares was ready to defend her if it was needed the rookie level digimon's eyes fixed on the ghost like one in the possession of this man.
Sheska stopped a few feet from the man looking him over from top to bottom, he didn't look like most of the clowns prancing around this place nor did he appear to really fit in with the setting around them. What could he possibly want with her? She had never seen him around these parts or around the city for that matter nor did she know him personally so what was the problem? She wasn't in the mood to play mind games today resting a hand on her hip staring coldly out towards him with an arched brow. " Me? You.", she stated her voice cold her body tense just as hateful as ever unsure to whom this person was or why they felt the need to stop her.
" You are in my way. MOVE.", she stated simply her eyes narrowing viciously at him now Ares was starting to get nervous looking between the two hesitantly unsure of what was really going on right now. One thing Sheska did develop over the years was a bad habit of thinking herself better than everyone, in her mind she was a princess and everyone around her was just there to cater to her needs...that and she was a bit domineering getting pretty violent when she DIDN'T get her way. " Calm down Sheska no need to get worked up over something like this. He is probably just another one of those crazy homeless people we have been seeing anyways!", Ares said up to his tamer turning to nudge at her legs a bit knowing damn well that no homeless man could afford a digimon.
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