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[s] - Lady M
02.17.03, 18:58:16
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Okay, this is the story I wrote for a character that I've been using a lot in various rps.
Warning!!! There's mild language in here. At least mild in my opinion. Nothing too foul.
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A little info on the main character
name: Lady M. ("M" for short.)
age: 21
weight: 140 Lbs
height: 5' 5"
hair color: Brown
build: Strong, not butch
eye color: bright blue
clothes: Kind like squall, only a leather trench coat instead of the fuzzy thing. A dark pair of sunglasses.
personality: Sarcastic. Doesn't date.
Bio: Mercenary for hire. She has very high standards though. SHe demands to know all the details of a job before she takes it. Her charges are high, but well worth it. She always gets the job done. When she's not currently employed, she hunts down her ex-partner who double-crossed her...
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A jet black motorcycle makes its way across the desert sands. It's rider carries her sword on her back. Her long coat flowing with the speed of the bike. She almost looks as if she's flying. Dust piles up behind her. She suddenly slides to a stop, kicking up a small dust storm in the process. She parks her bike and steps off. She takes off her helmet placing it on the bike. She draws here sword prepared to fight. A strange winged creature lands in front of her. She looks at him, "Hmm, you're kind creepy," The demon smiled. The woman smiled back, "But I'm still not impressed." With that she swung at the demon.
"Why are you fighting against us? I can sense your darkness, your pain. I know what you're feeling, you don't have to fight us." The demon swung his clawed hand at the woman. It sliced her shirt and left a small wound across her stomach.
"You see, I have this problem," She takes another swing at the demon, this time pulling the trigger on her gunblade. As the blade sliced through the demon's chest, there was a small explosion and the demon fell to the ground. "My problem being that your boss wants to be the next Hitler and create and arian race of demons, that would leave me, and the whole world in a concentration camp. Do you see the problem I have with this?"
The demon stood up holding his chest. "You wouldn't have to be in a concentration camp, if you joined with us, you would be spared. Think about it Lady M" The demon flew off, knocking Lady M to the ground in the process
She stood up dusting herself off. "goddamn *******. Like I want to join is hellspawn army. hmph. His boss should know better." She got back onto her bike and rode off to the next town.
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She walks parks her bike out side a night club. After taking off her helmet and setting it on her bike she heads inside. A guard at the door stops her. "I smell metal. No weapons. Hand it over."
"Look pal, you really don't want me to pull out my weapon." She glares at the guard.
"I don't care how bad you think you are. Hand over your weapon," He leans in close. "Now."
A man in a black tuxedo stepped in-between the two. "Bruno, it's okay, she's a friend." He turns to Lady M "This way my lady"
She smirks at Bruno. "You should thank him Bruno," she flashes his gunblade causing shock to take over Bruno's face. "He just saved your ass." She walked off. Bruno straightened himself up and returned to his post.Lady M Followed the man to a back room. "So geeves, what's up? Any strange psychoes visited lately?"
He kept looking ahead, but he smiled. He chuckled as he said. "As if you didn't know. Jirad isn't going to have anything nice to say." He opens a door. "You know he said to lay low until we've found out exactly what the Demons are after."
Lady M waved her hand in the air. "Blah blah blah. There's no fun in that. And besides, you know how I hate to wait." She pulls out her sword and cleaned some green blood off it. "I just wanted a little action," she looks at the man who is standing at a door. "Ya know what I mean?"
"After you my lady." He opened the door and motioned for her to enter the room. As soon as she stepped inside she covered her ears.
"JUST WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU TRYING TO PULL!? YOU WENT INTO THEIR TERRITORY AND STIRRED UP TROUBLE!!"
She shrugged her shoulders, "I wanted to have a little fun?"
"M!!"
"okay, okay. I'm sorry. But the demon started it. He got goo on my bike. On my bike Jirad! You how much time I put into her. And that Demon goo just eats through the paint."
Jirad walked out from behind his desk and took a less imposing stance. "M, you have to stop doing this. I know it's personal for you. If you keep letting your feelings get in the way, I'm gonna have to take you off the playing field, you'll be doing desk work."
She looked sharply up at him. "No! You can't do that to me. You know how important this is." She looked at the floor. "I'll behave, or, at least I'll try."
Jirad laughed. "Alright M, one more chance, but if you cause any more trouble. I mean it, desk work."
"Alright. I promise." She headed to an elevator in the room.
"Oh, M." she turned around. "You only have to behave until we find out what we want to know."
She smiled. "Oh, goodie" she stepped into the elevator and went downstairs. She walked down a long hall and stopped at a door. "let's see now" she puched a code into a key pad and the door opened "yep, right code" she stepped into the room and pressed a button that shut and locked the door. The room was a small apartment. She walked into a back room, her bedroom. She placed her gunblade on the bed She walked into the bathroom, there she changed into black sweatpants and a dark grey tank top. She walked out of her room and into her living room. It was small, but roomy enough for her. She laid down on her sofa and fell asleep. As she drifted away she heard an all to familar voice echoing. "Sweet Dreams M" It was just an echo, but to her it was enough to comfort her to sleep.
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There was a loud knock on M's Door. A voice called from outside the room, it was muffled, but "M!! wake up!" M opened her eyes, the sound of her alarm clock flooded into her head. She slamed her fist onto it, breaking the snooze button. "M, let's go!"
She got up from the sofa where she has fallen asleep the night before. "It's it okat with you if I get dressed first!?" The pounding at the door stopped, she knew that the man on the other side was blushing, "Thank you." She went into the bathroom and changed once more. On her way to the door she grabbed her coat and gunblade. She pressed the same code into the keypad and the door slid open. "Good morning Arkai." In front of her was a man about her age, He was about 5'9" with short dark brown hair and even darker brown eyes.
He scratched his head. "Good morning M." He glanced behind M to see the broken alarm clock. "heh, I think you need a new alarm clocked." He glared at her "Maybe one that'll wake you up without waking everyone else up."
M returned the glare. "Can I help it if I'm a heavy sleeper? Just be glad my snoring isn't as loud as that alarm clock." She smiled as she walked down the hall.
Just as she reached the elevator Arkai yelled down the hall. "Who said it wasn't?" M, without looking back, simply responded by a show of her middle finger. Arkai laughed and walked after her. M stepped into the elevator she pressed the button to go up. "M, wait for me" She patiently waited until he was about five feet from the door way, then she reached down to press a button. The doors closed just as Arkai reached them. He heard M's muffled voice through the door.
"Oops, you know these darn elevator buttons are so confusing." Arkai knew she was probably wearinf a grin ear to ear.
"Smart ass" he mumbled to himself. He yelled to the ceiling. "That elevator's gonna come back down ya know! And when it does, I'm coming up after you!"
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