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Lexia Nitiena

I'm not weak. I quit. That makes me stronger than a lot of people. Even if I'm weaker than you.

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

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Name: Lexia Arianna Nitiena
Nickname(s):Lexi, Lex.
Age: 22
Religion: N/A
Race: Human.
Appearance: Lex is a considerably slender brunette, who is still gaining weight now that she has kicked the drugs that wrecked her system. She stands around 5’6, and weighs about 117 pounds, still beneath the target weight that she needs to be at. She has brown eyes, as well, which can change from dark brown to a honey brown depending on the makeup that she may decide to slather on. Now that she’s off drugs, Lexia’s skin tone is a bit darker, seeing as she’s been getting sun. She’s not strong, but she’s not weak, either (at least, by human female standards). She tends to wear jeans, a tank top, and some sort of shirt covering over the tank top. When it’s colder, she wears an oversized sweater.
Defining Marks: Track marks on the inside of both of her arms, from when she used to shoot up.
History: Lex used to be a hard core drug addict. She did whatever she could get her hands on- but her D.O.C (Drug of Choice) was Cocaine. Well, an off brand of the more expensive kind that most celebrities did. Honestly, Lexia made many bad choices. She dropped out of school, never finished her education, and until recently could not hold down a legitimate job to save her life- she doesn’t even recall the trip to Terra! When she did get to Terra, and camping out in the slums, she met someone. Kazen.

He helped her change her life around- and without what the other men usually wanted. He didn’t dangle the drug infront of he, for a quick night. No. He helped her to get clean. He was her first friend.

So begins...

Lexia Nitiena's Story

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:: A bar? Lexia's eyebrows rose, her lips pursing together for a moment as a sight was pulled from her throat, slipping from her mouth. She was free from that a cursed dream world, but thrown into a -bar-?! How Cliche could one get?! Dark orbs narrowed a little bit, the slender female pushing the thick door to the bar open as she slipped inside, dark strands of hair hiding that normal gaze, with that hint of insanity. Where to go?::

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:: She needed another hit. She needed another hit -now-. The problem, of course, was that she didn't have the money for another hit. No money, no job, no house, no car-- nothing, no one. At least, not anyone who'd be willing to give the tweaker another cent to spend on the drugs, or anyone stupid enough to leave her alone with any of their possessions..::

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:: Please, please, please! She just needed another hit, another chance, another quick snort. More of the awake, burning, screaming, ohmyfuckingodyes! Feeling that swam through her veins at each snort, smoke, or injection of her d.o.c. The female, having been a block from the chop-shop, was now closer, and closer, and closer to the shop until she was inside of it, sneaking about, plucking at the rags that served as clothing. ::

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:: A tire iron, a pissed off spanish woman? Shit. The druggie inched along the wall, pressing her slender back to it, and let out a high pitched scream of something close to terror, those blurry eyes flicking around, this way and that. What to do, what to do, what to do?! She couldn't run, she needed to take one of the higher powered tools and sell it. She needed more drugs. Needed them. Now.::

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:: Okay, Lexia might have taken off at that point if she hadn't glimpsed white, in a baggy, at the corner of her vision. Sure, it could have been laundry, it could have not been drugs- there were so many things that it -could- have been, but. No, drugs, hers, sweet release to the tremors that overtook her form. The druggie scrambled to the side, her body going low to the ground, as if ducking the oncoming strike. ::

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:: Ohh yea, Junkie One crazy bitch 0. The junkie, continuing in her near run a crossed the floor, screamed again, dived between Niokai and Franko, hiding, quivering, beneath the table the object of her devotion, those sweet drugs, lay on. She was hiding, hoping that she couldn't get hit, easily, beneath that table. Of course, the two would probably stop her before she got there, but it was a chance she had to take.

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:: Two guns, a crazy bitch, and her sweet drugs leaving her. The girl simply burst into tears, heavy makeup making lines as she sobbed, tears and dark lines rubbing down along her face as she quivered and shook and expected her death to come for her, expected for her to die, beneath this table, a gun wound in her head, her heart, somewhere. And all that without another hit, without feeling good. Fuck.::

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:: No, they were taking it away, they were going to shoot her, and kill her, and destroy her-- and, all that didn't even matter. The only thing that mattered was the fact that they were going to take away the drugs, not give her more. She could work for them, but no one would hire her. If she were going to die, at least she should ty to get her hands on some of them..

And so, Lexia jerked out, tumbled out, fell out, crawled out, from under the table and then twisted around, makign a grab for the drugs, expecting the-- Boom.::

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:: The body flopped, with a sickening oozing of blood. ::

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You here, Saa? o.<)

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:: It was as if that brick, banging against the woman outside of her 'house' (and, really, not outside of it, but on the street before it) would cause Lexia to jerk awake, having been caught in a sort of fitful sleep that usually ended up with her bawlin' for her mommy, who ever that was. The twenty year old slumped forward, her forehead resting against the broken glass of the abandoned home, lips twisted down. Dark eyes watched the irish man, her fingers curling into fists. Perhaps she should go save the girl? But...That man had a switch blade. A low, soft, whimper of terror slipped from her lips.

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:: At the kick to the woman, who released a high pitched scream; a combination of fear and pain, Lexia winced. She couldn't just let him beat at the woman, no matter how much she wished herself to be free of harm. The slender female crawled out of her building, dark head bending as she carefully placed bandaged hands upon the shards of glass that were still hanging from the window, pulling herself out. A sharp cry spilled from her mouth, loud enough to alert the singing male, as a shard of glass ripped at the leggings she wore, piercing her skin.::

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:: Frozen, that was what Lexia was. Perhaps her eyes had deceived her, but she thought the maiming male had been alone, but suddenly he was joined by two females? The girl swallowed some, her leg continuing forward, eyes slanting half-shut as more of the skin along her thigh was sliced open, until she was standing, awkwardly, all her weight upon her right leg. The woman did not enjoy the other's stare, her cheeks turning a light red from frustration as she took off the black scarf around her neck and unfolded it, before tying it around about her wounded thigh."I'm n-n-no one.." She stuttered out, fingers worrying at the rags that paraded as clothing.::

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:: Her eyes widned. It would have been smart of the girl to take off running, although she was certain that the large irish male would have enjoyed the chase, and would have killed her, or perhaps the young woman or the other one with those uncanny eyes. Either way, Lexia was screwed, and she knew it. It was all the female could do not to start sobbing, her eyes squeezing shut as she stilled herself. "O-o-okay..G-g-get it over wi-ith.." She stuttered out once more, locking a sob within her throat. There was no use for her to fight- she couldn't. Besides, her thigh was throbbing, blood soaking the scarf. She might have hit an artery. ::

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:: Lexia was beyond confused, scared, and bleeding. She was unsure if he was going to kill her, or what not, and went to try and side-step, towards the escaping girl, but ended up stumbling forward and onto her face. The woman let out a soft cry, her eyes slanting shut as her face hit the mud, before she rolled over and poked at her leg, face pale. Too much blood, she was loosing too much blood. A quick shake of her head, dark strands falling around her shoulders, as the woman went to ignoring the group of people who might kill her, and went to work clumsy fingers at the scarf around her thigh, trying to pull it off so she could re bandage the wound."Shit, shit!" The girl cursed out in her soft voice, shoulders quivering. ::

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:: She was stunned, he would help her? Dark orbs flickered up, to glance at him, lips parted slightly, a pained breath slipping from them. "H-help p-p-lease?" She stuttered out, before pressing her fingers against the soaked scarf, attempting to wiggle for him despite the pain shooting through her thigh. "I don't know wh-wh-what you do b-but I can h-help.. I've r-ran d-drugs before, and I-i-i can work." She continued, as if what she could do would tempt him more so to help her, pleading brown eyes peeking up at him.::

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:: She flushed, her cheeks growing hot, the color of them turning a light red as she clenched at his arm, using it to pull her slight weight up, so she could bounce upon her good leg, head nodding. She chewed on her lower lip, almost hesitant to use him as much as she was, eyes darting around, glad he had put the knife away. "I'll prove that it wa-was worth h-helpin me. S-omehow. I s-s-wear." Lexia despised being a 'mooch'.::

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:: Shaking her head, Lexia clenched to him. She felt the slightest of bits safe, despite the fact that he was looking to kill her a few minutes ago, but that didn't matter. One thing you learned, livin on the streets or in the slums, was that the past was the past and people did bad things and you had to ignore it, for the simple chance of surviving. "I-If you say s-so.." She mumbled out, to the 'worth it' comment. Her eyes drooped some, dark spots within about in her vision."M-My name is Lexia, some people call me Lexi. or Lex, I guess.."::

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:: Her shoulders jerked in a shrug, Lexia was not used to compliments, on anything, and had learned to shrug them off. The girl's lips quirked up slightly at the shack, before she grew still, fear dancing back into her brown orbs at the sight of his gun. ad he helped her just to kill her a few moments later, a sort of delayed torture? The woman's body went somewhat tense, the dark spots getting bigger. "Kaz," she mumbled a repetition of his name. At least, if she died, she knew who had done it.::

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:: Lexia was uncertain if she made a noise or not, so busy was she on looking at the odd dimensions of the dots that had her head swaying to and fro. She was less than an inch away from passing out, and seemed almost as if she was back in the grips of some odd sort of drug, a soft, girlish giggle falling from her lips as she slumped backwards, lethargy making it almost impossible to move her limbs.::

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:: Another sound slipped from her, eyes darting to stare at the man, the man? Who was it? The woman's eyebrows knitted together, slanted down towards her nose, lips parted as sge struggled a moment, before finally realizing who it was. "Who-Kaz!" she muttered, loudly, before her head rolled back, eyes slanting shut and she passed out, entire form limp.::

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:: To say she woke up was a slight underxageration. The woman came up from the makeshift bed with a high pitched scream of pain, her eyes pressing tightly closed, tears leaking out from beneath them rapidly as her chest heaved in soft sobs. A moment, two, later and she was back to being passed out, as if that scream had taken all that she had inside of her and verbalized it for the poor man to listen too.::

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:: If Lexia had been awake she would have laughed at him, snorted, and snickered. As it was, she was passed out, going through intense agony, and hearing odd muted words coming from all around her, words that she wanted to mock to, but she couldn't seem to open her mouth, or even find her mouth..How odd. Darkness was surrounding the woman, her lips parted for a moment, eyes trying to drag up. Food? What was it about food? She wanted some, her stomach was hallow- why couldn' she open her eyes? The woman's face, passed out as she was, reflected confusion, fear, and pain. ::

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:: Lexia, still fighting with that damned blackness, managed to mumble something out, a word, a phrase, a plea. She was saying thigns, rambles, bits of words pushed together, but didn't know it, couldn't seem to control the flow of her own voice, soft, tired, filled with hurt. IT was as if she was a child, instead of an almost twenty one year old. ::