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Sarah Tigress Vida (crystallized) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2009-10-24 14:15:00

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Who: Sarah Vida; open
Where: The park.
When: 2:15 pm, October 24, 2009.
What: Contemplating and playing with her knives.
Status: Incomplete
Rating: TBA

Pushing her hand back through that long, blonde hair she shifted a little bit and pulled out one of her knives, flipping it up and spinning it around in her hand effortlessly. Safety blanket? Let someone tell her that and she might actually punch someone. She continued to play with the knife, tossing it up and down after a few minutes out of sheer habit. She knew what she was doing with it, knew the knife better than she knew anyone save herself. The knives she carried on her persons at all times were her security that if someone tried hurting her, she could take them down. Granted, it wasn't just the knives that were the issue. Being able to bench press up to three hundred pounds and trained to fight from the time she was knee high to a grass hopper on up on fighting and various fighting skills gave her the higher advantage against everything but a vampire from her world. After all, if she could bench press three hundred pounds, they could bench press a mack truck.

Toss all of this into a pretty, sapphire eyed blonde packaging and one had Sarah Tigress Vida. Then again, she was very disarming. She didn't look like she could do much of anything in the ways of protecting herself, but she knew well enough how to do it.

Smoothing the black sweat shirt further down her arms to hide the scars, she continued her walk. She didn't want to think about Nikolas, she didn't want to think about Kristopher. She didn't want anything of them touching her. But she was stuck with those scars, the scars that decorated various parts of her body that no one would ever see. She was good at what she did and what she did was hand vampires death. The only three vampires that ever mattered to her were Nissa, Kristpher, and Nikolas. Now, now, however, she had no one but Caryn to care for and she had nothing to lose at this point except her life. Not that her life was worth very much, once she left her home and became a vampire, then a witch again, she had lost all connection with her mother and the rest of her family.

She took a deep breath and released it again, her eyes focused ahead and continued to twist her knife around and toss it up. She loved it.

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kendrasline
2009-10-24 07:25 pm UTC (link)

Nissa had the pleasure (or, perhaps, misfortune) of having been returned home to their world for what felt like a fraction of a second before she was pulled back here. Only, it seemed that the little amount of time that had passed in her world, from her point of view had been much, much longer within Colligo. The dates didn't match up and the brainless locals talked of things that didn't make sense to her. She didn't understand it, but she didn't understand most things about this place. It was beyond her comprehension, beyond her ability to explain. It was something she'd come to terms with and would have to again -- but thankfully, a familiar face was still here. Sarah.

"Still as accurate as ever, I see."

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	crystallized 2009-10-24 07:43 pm UTC (link)
	Turning a little bit, a faint smile crossed her lips. "Hello, Nissa." And made her way back over to the girl as she sheathed her knife. Girl, vampire, whatever. She tossed her arm about her shoulders and continued to walk. "How have you been holding up? Do you need anything?" Anything including blood. She had enough to feed Nissa happily. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

kendrasline
2009-10-25 04:49 pm UTC (link)

She was always pleased to see Sarah. She didn't mind the locals much and had spoken to a few of the other captives, but had mostly taken solace in the sculpting class that the local university offered. The vampiress really didn't need the lessons, as her instructors continued to tell her, but she enjoyed it nonetheless. She was good at it and gave her mind something to focus on that wasn't being trapped her and being without her brothers. At least she wasn't alone.

"I've been doing well and at the moment, I'm quite fine, thank you." She understood what that silent offer was and appreciated it greatly. It was good to know that Sarah would be there to help if she ever needed it. "I should ask you the same thing."

Her brothers weren't here; she wondered how that was affecting Sarah.

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