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Zahraa' Nieves
An outspoken, hard-ass who fights hard for what she has, and even harder for what she deserves.
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The Hidden Glen
a character in “The Multiverse”, originally authored by Obnoxious.Factor, as played by RolePlayGateway
So begins...
Zahraa' Nieves's Story
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Lost. She was lost, and she had no idea what to do about it. She'd seen this path over four times and it was getting dark out, and that's when things became dangerous. They became dangerous for the fact the the night-beings came out and it would get cold. The only defense she had was her gun, and that was quickly running out of ammo. The cool night air began to creep up behind her, causing her to shiver. "Damnit." she whispered, pulling her jacket from her backpack.
"Gonna die here." she whispered, continuing on her path to nowhere.
"Gonna die here." she whispered, continuing on her path to nowhere.
Zahraa' Nieves felt herself being watched, so she took her desert eagle from her holster and pointed it in various directions. "Not tonight...not tonight." she stated. Her shirt and pants were covered with her dried blood and dirt from the various falls and attacks she'd been through. She looked around nervously, if someone were to pop up at that moment, they'd be dead for sure.
Zahraa' Nieves sighed and sat down near a tree, she was becoming tired and a bit of rest would be alright, especially since the feeling of being watched had disappeared. She pulled out her sleeping bag and and sat on it, her gun still her lap. "What the hell am I going to do?" she asked her self, pulling out a first aid kit.
Zahraa' Nieves jumped at the bird that fell not too far from her, causing her to drop the alcohol she held on her wound. She didn't mean it to, but her gun was in her hand in no time. "Fu-..." she almost cursed aloud at the pain, but she tried her hardest to remain quiet. She limped to source of the sound, her mathematical reasoning carried her to a small pile of leaves. The trajectory point made her come to this point. Her father may not have taught her much, but he did teach her that.
Zahraa' Nieves wouldn't waste her final bullets unless absolutely neccessary. She heard the leaves rustle a little more than normal, had the shooter moved that quickly? Impossible, unless it wasn't human. She moved toward the sound, the putrid smell of dead, rotten flesh filled her nose, along with the blood of the dead owl. It caused her to nearly gag.
Zahraa' Nieves watched this transpire and instantly became bored. "Epic battles on a scary paths with a stinky man and a camoflagued guy? How cliche." she packed her things and pulled her book bag of her shoulder and stood, placing her desert eagle in her holster and walked off, she wasn't going to help she was pissed that she wasted her time on something so stupid. "I could have found a place to go by now!" she shouted, storming away.
Zahraa' Nieves sat down at another tree, farther from the noise, she wasn't getting involved with some epic fight that had nothing to do with her. Even though they could help her get out of her. Maybe after the confusion and anger died down, she'd go over and see what was happening so that she could get to her destination.
The setting changes from Twisted Path to Dark Woods
The pale girl covered with scratches, dirt, and her own dried blood limped through the woods. It was getting dark, and more dangerous with each passing second so she decided to take her book bag and remove her sleeping bag. After laying that out she sat down and removed her first aid kit and her gun which was quickly running out of ammo, and her first aid was running out of bandaging...Another problem was that she had no food, and hadn't eaten in days. She was pretty bad off and she was lost.
Zahraa' Nieves leaned against the tree that was behind her and closed her eyes, causing her to yawn rather loudly. The yawn frightened the squirell in a nearby tree and it ran off. The girl laughed and turned to watch it run off. She shook her head and then got into the sleeping bag, cleaning the wound on her arm. "Ow." she murmered, wrapping it with a small piece of bandage.
Zahraa' Nieves put her first aid away carefully, checking her inventory. She was kind of sick of being lost, and it was scaring the hell out of her. She then heard a twig snap, and as quick as the sound was heard, her DesertEagle was in her hand. She looked around but saw nothing, but she wasn't going to put her gun down because she saw nothing. That's what happened a few years ago and that's why she no longer has a fiance.
Zahraa' Nieves jumped at the sound, almost firing. "Who are you?" she asked, hopefully they weren't a threat to her, because she really didn't need any trouble right now...Her arms were hurting, she was hungry, and she was a little dizzy. She blinked and aimed at where the sound was, she hated this
Zahraa' Nieves stared towards the voice. "Zahraa'." she spoke, gun still pointed. "What do you want from me?" she asked. She wasn't afraid, but she was very catious. She didn't want this conversation to end up bad, no more blood. No more blood, she was tired. She was tired of running and tired of everything.
Zahraa' Nieves shook her head. "I'm no threat, I'm just trying to get out of here and find a place safe to stay. Apparently this isn't the place. " the girl stood up and collected her things with a pained expression and she then packed them into her back pack. "Especially since I can be seen."
Zahraa' Nieves looked at him. "Most people would think that a squirell was just running. You must be loking for someone." she said to him, with a frown.
Zahraa' Nieves looked at the man and pulled her back pack over her shoulders, let out a sigh of pain. "I'm sorry to hear that." even though she was also always on the look out because they were chasing her. She didn't know who or why but they were. "Thanks for not giving me too much trouble..."
Zahraa' Nieves began to limp off, leaning onto trees as she continued on, she was pretty bad off, especially running after being beat upon. Her arms, legs, and basically her whole body hurt and she could nothing about it. "What am I going to do?" she whispered.
Zahraa' Nieves shook her head. "No thanks." she said moving his arms from her shoulder. "I'm fine, thank you." she whispered, brushing a silver lock from her face behind her ear.
Zahraa' Nieves stared at him. "No thank you, I'm fine." she repeated, gripping the tree to keep from falling. Under her pants, her leg was mangled, there was a gash so deep that you could see the white of her bone. She refused help, she could handle it herself. She wasn't helpless yet, though she was hopeless.
Zahraa' Nieves sighed. "I can handle this myself." she said with a frown. She was putting most of her weight on her good leg. "I can."
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