[once again, the community is recording the tail end of a long fight between Azula and a vampire-- it's her first since Kefka healed her leg with magic, and unlike the one that broke her leg in the first place, this one actually seems to be going her way]

[they're both fighting pretty hard, but Azula's slowly but surely backing him into a corner, hoping to get him at close range so it'll be easier to work against his haste mode; when he's against a wall and she's about five feet away, she suddenly stops using her fire and pulls out a gun, shooting him point-blank several times in the chest and head... aaaand he goes down, dead, the wounds hissing and fizzing]

[walking over to where she stashed her stuff while she fought, Azula notices that she's been recorded... and decides to play it cool by pretending to be The Most Badass and responding completely casually:]


That was a bit of a challenge, I suppose. I was impressed with his stamina. All in all, that was one of the better fights I've had in a while.

[... the effect is sort of ruined, though, when she turns back to collect the body and realizes that his head was nearly severed from his body by the force of the bullets-- she suddenly sways with nausea, closing her eyes tightly for a few long seconds]

Why does it always have to be beheading.

[she quickly turns off the feed]
Of all the viruses to repeat, it had to be that one.

I had no idea people here were so hormonal.

[that is sort of a joke, and an attempt to make things less awkward]

[it probably won't work]

{VIDEO}

May. 30th, 2011 01:01 pm
[Azula's sitting on her bed in New Jersey, looking kind of moody-- Rachel is sitting behind her, and she keeps having to swipe her hair away from being chewed on, oops]

... It's better now. The things that were going on have largely resolved themselves. It was probably just the community; a virus.

If I find out that it was a member here, retaliation won't be pleasant. Fair warning.

I am looking forward to resuming my training, though. I took a break because of this, and now that it's done with I can keep going. The instructors are saying I'll be ready to graduate soon-- in a couple more months, I'll be a full agent, and I'll have an even better purpose.

[she moves Rachel away so that she can recline back on the pillows]

And what's more, I think I've accidentally become involved in troll relationship drama. I'm still trying to work out how that happened. It's really weird being the one trying to keep someone from killing someone else. In the past, it's generally me whose had to be convinced.

It seems like lots of things are backwards lately.
... I still don't understand what the significance of "the b-word" is. Why are people here suddenly reacting so horribly to it?
I need to find a better way of controlling my necklaces when I'm training. Even though I tucked them all into my uniform, I still spent fifteen minutes untangling them this evening.
If I ever lose all my memories of the past three years, or if the community causes me to disappear entirely, I want Lisa to be told that I died.
... They want me. They asked me to fight for their cause; to train to be an agent. They finally see how valuable I can be; that I'm not just an annoying weakling. And until Cain's gone and it's time to--

I'll finally be doing something important again.

I have to figure out how and what to tell Lisa. She'll be angry with them.

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