Stryfe

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-05-07 22:32:56, as written by Saarai

Stryfe pushed the front door open slowly, the Arab woman soon taking a step or two inside. She stood just inside the bar, assault rifle on her back, pistols on her hips. Paramilitary gear, black turtleneck, and sand colored camouflage cargo pants making up her attire. The woman stood at about 5'10, her gloves bearing the symbol of the Invictus PMC. "Hm... let's see what's up." Fatin said, looking around the room.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-05-07 22:42:11, as written by Saarai

Stryfe moved farther into the bar, scanning everyone present at least three times. The Middle Eastern mercenary headed towards the bar counter, her gaze landing on Furatari, then on Dallas for a second. "Eh..." She muttered, turning her eyes on Aequitas Et Veritas. There were many people she hadn't seen before, or maybe they were just people that she couldn't remember. She and the Invictus had been gone for awhile. Amassing an army.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-05-07 22:46:58, as written by Saarai

Stryfe jumped at the sight and sound of the Motoko android, "Gah! Oh..." Stryfe said, clearing her throat. "Several new recruits? Eh... go on." The mercenary commander said with a nod. "Permission granted."

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-05-07 22:50:39, as written by Saarai

Stryfe patted the Beretta on her right hip with a nod, "Jane?" She asked no-one in particular. "Maybe I should tell The Irishman about a potential, him or Izu-Izu." The woman said, stroking her chin in thought. "Very well. I want any and all information you can give me on this... Jane."

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-05-07 22:54:50, as written by Saarai

Stryfe raised an eyebrow, she had heard of things like this. Never put this way though. "Her three sizes?" Stryfe asked, very interested now. "Please, tell me about these three sizes."

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-05-07 23:04:10, as written by Saarai

Stryfe coughed into her gloved hands, "That's what you meant...?" She asked, "I didn't really need to know that information. I'm sure it'll be useful when getting her some gear if she ever joins the Invictus, or at least decides to work alongside us." The Arab mercenary said.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-05-07 23:09:56, as written by Saarai

Stryfe nodded at that, "I'll approve of her as a recruit. No promises on if she'll be guaranteed a place among one of our squads." Fatin said this seriously, "She'll need to prove herself, to me, to Izumi, to Kazen, to the whole clan. I want to see her fight one day."

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-05-07 23:19:09, as written by Saarai

Stryfe gave the robot a nod, "You're dismissed." Fatin said, soon making her way across to the bar counter. She plopped herself down on a stool, readjusting the assault rifle on her back. She raised her right wrist up, talking into the communication device on it. "This is Stryfe, tell Izumi I need to speak to him."

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-05-09 23:46:17, as written by Saarai

Stryfe and the Custodis Benevolentia would push open the front doors to the bar and head inside. As usual, they were dressed in their black paramilitary clothing, armed with their heavily modified Colt M4 carbines, and today they numbered in at 15, minus Stryfe. Stryfe herself stood at the forefront of the mercenaries, her mildly attractive face hiding the trained mercenary on the inside for the time being. She and the mercenaries moved away from the door as not to block it, glancing around at everyone present.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-05-09 23:50:05, as written by Saarai

Stryfe pulled her pistol and aimed it Jane, her actions prompting the other mercenary soldiers to do the same. All 15 assault rifles ready to be fired. "Oh... sorry about that." Stryfe told Jane as she lowered her pistol, gesturing for the others to do the same, to which they complied. "Yes... I'm Fatin Alfarsi, known as Stryfe by my comrades."

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-05-09 23:56:26, as written by Saarai

Stryfe shrugged a shoulder, offering a nod to one of her mercenaries. "Sure." Stryfe told Jane, "Show me what you can do." The mercenary she gave the nod too would hand her a sheathed blade, "Fight me. Try not to destroy the room. Keep it isolated." Stryfe said, shrugging her rifle off of her back, soon pulling the blade from it's place. "Have at me."

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-05-10 00:01:26, as written by Saarai

Stryfe looked to her feet, she would mumble something under her breath and soon end up sliding across the room rather quickly. She then turned and looked to Jane, "Made me want to move quick... okay." She said, charging towards Jane.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-05-10 00:07:10, as written by Saarai

Stryfe let her eyes get wide at the wall now up in front of her, before she could stop completely she was slamming into it. She managed to cushion the blow enough, but she was surprised at the creative nature of her opponent. Most people didn't think to do such a thing. "Impressive... already I know you'll make a great... recruit." Stryfe held her blade to her side, a mercenary soon grabbing hold of it and putting it away. "I've seen enough. But, I would like to see more up against a real opponent out to kill you."

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-05-10 00:11:52, as written by Saarai

Stryfe nodded at that, she and the mercenaries moving to give Jane her space. "If things get too bad, we're coming in." Stryfe called out to Jane. Her gaze being turned on Krycis, "Custodis Benevolentia, be prepared for a lengthy battle."

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-05-13 02:57:05, as written by Saarai

Stryfe stood outside of the bar for a few moments, heavily modifed Invictus assault rifle in hand, both her longswords on her back, and her medium Invictus armor shining in whatever light was on the woman. She readied her rifle, letting the sound of the first round being chambered echo for a moment. "Cy, I'm going in." Stryfe said, picking up an object from the ground, a helmet. She pulled the helmet over her head, the T-shaped visor it utilized seeming to light up for a quick second. It's HUD had turned on, Stryfe was ready for combat. She pushed open the doors with her shoulder and then took a couple steps inside, ready for anything that was about to be thrown her way.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-05-13 03:12:10, as written by Saarai

Stryfe raised her assault rifle towards Oblivion, she locked onto the less armored areas of his body and left off three shots. As soon as those were in the air, she was strafing to the right, firing off another three shots at the least armored parts of his body. She knew that something, somewhere would connect. Her gear seemed to plant itself onto the ground, keeping her from floating upwards at the absence of Terra's gravity within the bar. With a smile, hidden behind her helmet, she opened fire a few more times. The bullets flying with a green energy surrounding them this time. Making them able to tear through all kinds of metals like cardboard.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-05-13 03:20:48, as written by Saarai

Stryfe slid backwards, narrowly avoiding the blaster fire. Though taking a few glancing blows to her armored legs, she wasn't expecting anything like that. This would be noted for future engagements. She dropped her assault rifle, instead opting to grab her blades from her back. They would glow for a quick second and soon the woman was lunging in the air towards Oblivion, slashing with one weapon and defending with the other.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-05-13 03:31:21, as written by Saarai

Stryfe slammed back into the ground, her feet leaving marks. She allowed her HUD to follow Oblivion as he flew away. She slammed both her blades against the ground, her suit working to fight off whatever force was messing her computers within the suit. "Maybe next time." Stryfe said with a chuckle, both hands on her helmet, slowly pulling it from her head to reveal the face of the Arab woman.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-05-13 03:41:15, as written by Saarai

Stryfe pulled her blades from the ground and then slid them into the sheathes on her back. She turned slowly on a heel and began walking towards the exit, helmet tucked under an arm. She casually picked up her assault rifle as she moved, her mission was accomplished, for now. She would indeed be back.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-05-18 02:33:53, as written by Saarai

Stryfe stepped into the bar with six members of the Invictus' Custodis Benevolentia following behind her. As usual, they wore their black military gear, carried their assault rifles, and all kept their indifferent facial expressions. Stryfe glanced around the bar, she hadn't been the most social person, so she hadn't met anyone outside of the Invictus. The Middle Eastern mercenary solder stood at the entrance, offering a nod to those she came with. Prompting them to head over to a table and sit. "Allah, how must one go about this...? I do not know how to speak to these people."

a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Saarai

Last seen at: Gambit's Bar

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