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IC: Zsann - Zakaz, The Scrapshop
Owning Mega? Now that was a strange idea.
Zsann's eyebrows wandered up a little, but then she offered an apologetic smile and shrugged.
"S-sorry. Sh-she h-hi-hired me." This was one of those occasions where the stutter bothered her. Being seen as weak was never a good look.- 1
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IC: Zsann - Zakaz, following Mega
Zsann still kept a respectful distance to Mega as she followed her. She could not help but be slightly amused by the amount of anger that seemed to fit into the matoran, although she could understand why Mega was upset.
Upon closer inspection, she realized what had struck her as odd earlier. Skakdi with frills, not spines. She made sure not to stare at any of them for long, though. In fact, she focused on appearing as natural and I-belong-here as possible, while keeping an ear out for when things would turn bad. As they very well could.
OOC: @Unreliable Narrator @ZippyWharrgarbl @Burnmad @Nato the Traveler @Conway @Dane-gerous
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IC: Zsann - Zakaz, the van
So far Zsann had stayed in the van, just observing. This wasn't her world, nor was it her place. But then she reconsidered. The matoran had offered her a place to sleep, and help with equipment. She figured this could be a way to repay Mega. Debts were meant to be repaid. Always.
The Skakdi grabbed her greatsword, and casually stepped outside of the van. For now she would keep her distance, she decided while she slowly walked up towards the matoran and the scraphsop. But there was something about these pillagers that intrigued her, although from this distance she could not yet pinpoint what exactly it was.
OOC: @Unreliable Narrator@Dane-gerous@Nato the Traveler@Conway@ZippyWharrgarbl
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Just Hate Me - Pain
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Never considered Kalmah's colour for a lipstick or something, but it would indeed work very nicely.
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IC: Zsann - Zakaz/Wastes/Van
The offer was a surprise to Zsann. She looked over to the Mega to see if she was being serious, and took a moment to consider. On the one hand, a safe place to spend the night would be nice for a change. On the other hand, she did not know these people... vans... ah whatever. It couldn't hurt.
"V-v-very g-generous. Thanks."
OOC: @Dane-gerous
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New item on my list is definitely having been invited into the world of RPGs. Which are fun.
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IC: Zsann - Zakaz/Wastes/Van
"M-hm". This time, Zsann registered the cough. She looked outside, watching the wastes move by much faster than they'd been for the past... days? She had lost track of time.
"Y-you from here?"
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IC: Zsann - Wastes, the van
Zsann raised an eyebrow at Mega's question. She nodded slowly. "I-it's always b-been l-like this." she replied while vaguely gesturing towards herself.
Now that they were going, her posture was a lot more relaxed than before, and she allowed herself to sink back into the seat a little with a, hopefully, inaudible sigh. -
IC: Zsann - van time
The slightest hint of a smile crept on Zsann's face. What a strange new world.
"Zs-zsa-zsann." she replied with a small nod while opening the door to the shotgun seat, carefully setting down her weapons, then sitting down swiftly.
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IC: Zsann - Zakaz, The Wastes
Zsann looked around very confused when she heard the other voice. There seemed to be nobody else there though, except for herself, the matoran, and... the van?
"H-h-hello there" she said slowly and stopped at the van door. Talking in general was not her thing. Talking to seemingly inanimate objects was definitely a new experience.
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IC: Zsann - Zakaz, The Wastes
Finally, enough talk. Zsann was slowly tiring of it. She had waited while the matoran's eyed her, presumably to determine whether she was a risk. Fair enough.
Upon being allowed over she simply nodded and started to cross the distance to the matoran and the van. Still more carefully than she usually would, but at least now she could shift the weapon on her shoulder a bit. Her gaze, however, remained fixed at the matoran, as she approached the van. Just to be sure. -
IC: Zsann - Zakaz, The Wastes
Zsann blinked, slowly. She relaxed the tension in her jaws just a little, as her left cheek was starting to ache a bit. She let the matoran approach her, and remained unmoved yet.
"Y-You could-could s-say so." she replied with a small nod. "L-lost and... uneq-eq-equipped."
OOC: @Dane-gerous
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IC: Zsann - Zakaz, The Wastes
Zsann made a mental note of the matoran lowering the weapon, even if just ever so slightly. It seemed, at least for the moment, like she would not be shot instantly. That was progress. The shouldered sword was starting to get a little bit uncomfortable. Zsann did not feel like it was time to move yet, though. She might have to win their trust first. Probably.
"I-I m-mean you n-no harm."
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IC: Zsann - Zakaz, Wastelands
Zsann stopped dead in her tracks when she saw the rifle. No false moves. She kept her sword shouldered, her gaze fixed not on the rifle, but the matoran's face. Not directly staring her down, though.
"E-easy n-now."
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IC: Zsann - Zakaz, The Wastes
Zsann had been wandering the Wastes for a while now. She was running out of... well, everything, really. Supplies, food, you name it. It was time to reacquaint with society, or, at the very least, stock up on things.
Then she made out shapes in the distance. A van, and a... matoran? It couldn't hurt to check it out. She shouldered her greatsword and marched on.
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Name: Zsann
Breed: Skakdi // Magnetism
Faction: (yet) unaligned
Brief Description: Zsann's towering form could be described as intimidating, and most of the time she displays the attitude to match. Truly, the scar on her left cheek also does not help with making her the most approachable person around.
She approaches life with a no-nonsense attitude, and prefers action over long discussions. When it comes to those she regardsas friends, however, she also displays a surprisingly gentle and nurturing side.
Background/Occupation: Originating from the GSR head, Zsann finally found a reasonable place to abandon her former Mercenary position - nobody would know her here, and she could finally make a name for herself without the old baggage.
Flaws: Zsann's aversion to long discussions *may or may not* have something to do with her stutter. Occasionally her anxiety also gets the better of her, which was part of the reason why she originally quit her occupation as a mercenary. The scar on her left cheek opens up when grimacing or generally under stress because little does she know she has a habit of subconsciously grinding her teeth. A lot.Powers/Equipment: Zsann wields a greatsword that looks reminescent of the Inika weapons. For ranged combat she switches to her Crossbow. If she meets up with another Skakdi (she deems worthy) she may utilize her Elemental powers, though generally she relies more on her Laser Vision and past fighting experiences to get her through tough situations.
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1.5/5 I have seen your name once or twice
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Tri-Angle - TVXQ!
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I really like the warped look of the mask. Was this meant to be 3D-printed afterwards?
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Mostly Tabletop Simulator. Other than that, I'm currently playing my way through 2008's Prince of Persia, and it's been kinda fun so far.
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Tired but okay
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home learning
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Loser - Bigbang
What Are You Listening To At This Very Moment?
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