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Kendra Lawrence

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a character in “The Multiverse”, originally authored by DemiKara, as played by RolePlayGateway

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Kendra Lawrence's Story

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Kendra Lawrence Well, this certainly wasn't home. The gifted young woman knew that she should have immediately been on her guard, but couldn't bring herself to be that afraid. There appeared to be no immediate threat and therefore she forced herself to smile. After all, wasn't that her motto?

Carefully avoiding any moving patrons, she made her way to the bar, gently ordering a small red wine and fiddling with her yellow headband.

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Kendra Lawrence A soft smile had graced the features of the features of the rather short, yet not stout woman. Wherever this place was, it held her curiosity sufficiently. Not that she had a massively curious streak, but learning how things worked - even things she couldn't hope to design.

That's not to say that there wasn't some behaviour that was downright confusing to her. The woman to her left who had randomly shot at another rather sickly looking patron had made her jump and give the woman's back a cautionary look but maybe that was just how things worked here.

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Kendra Lawrence laughed at the interlude going on just to the right of her vision. It wasn't that the stranger's panic amused her... he just had a quirky way of expressing his emotions.

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Kendra Lawrence Absently, Kendra ran the tip of her right index finger around the top of the glass, making an odd humming sound as she did so. There wasn't terribly much else to do in this bizarre little holding ground for the lost and obscure.

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Kendra Lawrence Kendra wasn't sure how she'd found her way from the bizarre little bar area through the winding streets of Wing City - as it was apparently called - to this beach on the borders of a vast and expansive lake. But there it was and she wasn't going to complain. It was a beautiful sight.

With a contented sigh, she lay down on the prickly grass, hands resting under her head as she looked up into the blue, endless sky.

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Kendra Lawrence It was a safe conclusion to assume that Kendra was utterly speechless. Her whole form had stiffened upon hearing the bizarre and certainly out of place noises, slowly sitting up to gaze upon a plane cresting down under the clouds.

Now, she wasn't an expert on planes, by no means, but surely those sort of noises and the amount of smoke coming from it weren't good. Right? Her fears were only confirmed as she stood slowly, unable to tear her gaze away from the steadily falling aircraft.

There was not a moment to react as machine met water in a thundering crash, liberally spraying Kendra in what could only be described as an impromptu yet considerable shower. Eyes snapped shut, Kendra involuntarily gasping at the sudden cold that soaked immediately through her combats and t-shirt.

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Kendra Lawrence It was by only a miracle that the plane managed to not be severed into pieces at the hard impact and as it floated up alongside her, she felt a sudden wave of apprehension go through her. Someone had to have been flying that thing; were they okay?

As she wiped the moisture from her eyeslids, blinking, a thudding noise reached her ears and a form emerged from the plane, looking rather put out at the damage caused before collapsing.

There was no pheasible way that Kendra could have made it there in time to catch him, but nevertheless she splashed into the shallows, crouching beside him to turn him over. His wounds looked awful, but looks could be deceiving, as she well knew.

"Hey!" she said rather urgently, placing a few fingers on his throat. Definitely still breathing.

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Kendra Lawrence It was a safe conclusion to assume that Kendra was utterly speechless. Her whole form had stiffened upon hearing the bizarre and certainly out of place noises, slowly sitting up to gaze upon a plane cresting down under the clouds.

Now, she wasn't an expert on planes, by no means, but surely those sort of noises and the amount of smoke coming from it weren't good. Right? Her fears were only confirmed as she stood slowly, unable to tear her gaze away from the steadily falling aircraft.

There was not a moment to react as machine met water in a thundering crash, liberally spraying Kendra in what could only be described as an impromptu yet considerable shower. Eyes snapped shut, Kendra involuntarily gasping at the sudden cold that soaked immediately through her combats and t-shirt.

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Kendra Lawrence It was by only a miracle that the plane managed to not be severed into pieces at the hard impact and as it floated up alongside her, she felt a sudden wave of apprehension go through her. Someone had to have been flying that thing; were they okay?

As she wiped the moisture from her eyeslids, blinking, a thudding noise reached her ears and a form emerged from the plane, looking rather put out at the damage caused before collapsing.

There was no pheasible way that Kendra could have made it there in time to catch him, but nevertheless she splashed into the shallows, crouching beside him to turn him over. His wounds looked awful, but looks could be deceiving, as she well knew.

"Hey!" she said rather urgently, placing a few fingers on his throat. Definitely still breathing.

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Kendra Lawrence He was smiling; surely that was something at least, though she couldn't tell how awake he was from behind his rather large and she thought, ridiculous looking glasses.

Kendra thought his question decidedly strange, not understanding the implications behind the no doubt only locally known phrasing. It would be quite obvious later that she would have been quite shocked if she had understood straightaway.

As it was, she merely sighed in relief, offering the stranger a concerned look. "'Put out ta dry?'" she questioned in an admirable imitation of his accent. "What do you mean by that?"

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Kendra Lawrence "Death?" Kendra repeated, mystified at how the stranger could seemingly match talk of potential murder with such a jovial moment as had occurred only moments previously. His grimace did nothing to alleviate her concern, as sudden as it was.

He was evidently in a great deal of pain and Kendra was quite at a loss for how to avail that, shaking her head at his admission. "No, I understood the words, but not the phrasing," she responded, her eyes bewildered.

Well, her decision to come out here for a bit of peace and quiet apart from the bustle of the city had turned out to be a totally failure. The young woman felt like she had stumbled upon an odd situation, despite her intentions to not seek out trouble. "Who would do such a thing?" she whispered, crouching lower to prop the man's head up so it wasn't lying in the sand. The position was evidently uncomfortable and she allowed herself to fall to her knees, perturbed by his spin on the situation.

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"And you can stop calling me lass. My name's..." she trailed off as once more the still beauty of the lake's surface was disturbed, Kendra wrenching her gray eyes up in surprise to observe the massive creature that had obviously emerged from the depths.

"Goodness... what is going on?!" she whispered somewhat in fear, her gaze watching the pilot's plane float across the lake, bobbing as it went. She was impressed that the little wreck managed to stay afloat.

Then she felt the creature's attention focus on her, eyes being drawn to the many tentacled octopus like creature. Such things had been told to her in bedtime stories, but the inland location of Eden had kept her from seeing such sights with her own eyes.

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Kendra Lawrence "Death?" Kendra repeated, mystified at how the stranger could seemingly match talk of potential murder with such a jovial moment as had occurred only moments previously. His grimace did nothing to alleviate her concern, as sudden as it was.

He was evidently in a great deal of pain and Kendra was quite at a loss for how to avail that, shaking her head at his admission. "No, I understood the words, but not the phrasing," she responded, her eyes bewildered.

Well, her decision to come out here for a bit of peace and quiet apart from the bustle of the city had turned out to be a totally failure. The young woman felt like she had stumbled upon an odd situation, despite her intentions to not seek out trouble. "Who would do such a thing?" she whispered, crouching lower to prop the man's head up so it wasn't lying in the sand. The position was evidently uncomfortable and she allowed herself to fall to her knees, perturbed by his spin on the situation.

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Kendra Lawrence "And you can stop calling me lass. My name's..." she trailed off as once more the still beauty of the lake's surface was disturbed, Kendra wrenching her gray eyes up in surprise to observe the massive creature that had obviously emerged from the depths.

"Goodness... what is going on?!" she whispered somewhat in fear, her gaze watching the pilot's plane float across the lake, bobbing as it went. She was impressed that the little wreck managed to stay afloat.

Then she felt the creature's attention focus on her, eyes being drawn to the many tentacled octopus like creature. Such things had been told to her in bedtime stories, but the inland location of Eden had kept her from seeing such sights with her own eyes.

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Kendra Lawrence Although the tourists and modern travellers to this world between worlds had retreated back behind the safety of Wing City's walls, eager for the entertainment or relaxation that night-time brought, Kendra remained nestled in the grass.

In all likelihood, she probably would have retreated into the city like all other sensible people but as it was, she lay slumbering just before where the grass melded into the golden sands of the lakeshore.

She was stirred to consciousness by a sudden tinny sound permeating through the stillness of the incoming dusk. Gray eyes blinking blearily, she pushed her headband out of her vision to notice two things. One; it was evidently much later than it had been when she fallen asleep and two, that floating plane had not been there before.

Heedless of the imprints on her cheek that had been left by the grass, Kendra stretched as she stood, looking over at the plane with an wary, yet curious glance. "Hello?" she called, approaching the open hatch with trepidation.

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Kendra Lawrence No one in her entire life had pointed a gun at her. Guns pointed past her in defence of her and Eden, of course - but never at her. Simultaneously, Kendra felt adrenaline, fear and a smidgen of amusement at his startled wakening.

But that rifle was still pointed at her and the young woman was feeling startlingly uneasy, hands rising to either side of her face, eyes widening. "I'm Kendra and I really don't like staring down the barrel of a rifle, especially not when it's wielded by a sleepy man," she shot back, giving him a measuring look.

She didn't recognise the accent but it was oddly fascinating not that Kendra dared move any closer. Her body was just fine without any bulletholes, thank you very much.

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Kendra Lawrence The architect jumped, startled as the glasses fell to the floor, her gray eyes flickering briefly in relief to his as Kevin lowered the gun, her hands lowering in tandem.

"It's alright," she responded to his apology, giving him a look of vague interest as he propped the rifle up against the side of the hatch, peering inside the little aircraft with interest, her architechtural mind much more taken with the plane than the embarrassed look on the pilot's features.

"Can I come in?" Kendra asked, looking to Kevin finally and noting the redness of his cheeks and she very quickly blurted out, "why are you embarrasssed?"

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 Hi!

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 I like your spelling of Jocelyn better.

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Kendra Lawrence There was a bright flash of yellow fabric in the darkness of the vast woodland that Kendra had not expected to be quite so close to the city itself, for where she was from, there was very little left of natural beauty in a world where technology had taken very firm hold.

But never mind that, she told herself sternly, glancing down at Archie - the small metallic device in her hand that occasionally flashed up with useful information - in consternation. She was lost. Very lost.

Wing City was apparently to the east, but she recalled having come from the west, or so she thought. "Blast," she said out loud, not at all cautious of announcing her presence. Between her quickness on her feet and Archie's stun technology, she felt quite safe.

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Kendra Lawrence There were many rustling noises about her, so the young woman paid no mind to another one added to the odd tempo, as she had always preferred noise and bustle over the stark absence of life that silence often brought in its wake. Then the rustling of leaves upon the ground became more insistent and belatedly, she recognised the frequent noises at quick footsteps upon the woodland's floor, turning rapidly to face the source.

The sleeve of her emerald blouse snagged on a rather inconvenient spindly branch, gray eyes immediately cast downwards to untangle it and in doing so, missing the end of the stranger's approach.

"Aha! she crowed as the sleeve came free but soon was distracted from her success by speech, glancing upwards in surprise to find an odd sight before her.

Now, at twenty-seven, one would expect Kendra to have seen such a sight previously and indeed she had - in the local swimming baths. Intimate relationships were not her forte and neither was dealing with any form of nakedness.

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Kendra Lawrence There was a flicker of embarrassment across her youngish features, a hand coming up to fiddle with her headband, which was threatening to cover her eyes - a worthy distraction as she kept her eyes upon the stranger's own, giving him a bright smile in return to his query.

"Oh, I'm quite alright," she intoned cheerily, sounding not at all daunted or unsettled by the situation. "I have a habit of wandering about when in thought and now I find myself lost in these woods."

A sparkle flickered through her eyes at a sudden thought but she kept it silent for now. Although he had done her no harm, the Architect knew nothing about this man, save that he appeared quite stern in manner, was fairly attractive in her limited estimations and was quite shirtless. -e-

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Kendra Lawrence [color=olive]Her first thought was that the stranger was quite peculiar, but then, most people were unusual to a woman who knew nothing of social norms and practices and especially little of the worlds that might exist in addition to this place and her home.

Instead, she deigned towards responding to his evident concerns for her well-being and was rather reminded of the military of Eden, who had never thought it appropriate for her to go anywhere unaccompanied and gave him a look of approval, as she often did them.

"You didn't frighten me, though you're quite right. This is my first time finding these woods and I know not the dangers or wonders within them." There was a sniff of annoyance at his calling her walking 'stumbling' but it passed quickly, giving him a look of curiosity that belied her appearance. To Kendra, the world was a never-ending wealth of knowledge and this stranger only added to it.

"Even far from home I find those decent enough to be concerned with a stranger's well-being. Thank you, but I'm sure I

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Kendra Lawrence "Even far from home I find those decent enough to be concerned with a stranger's well-being. Thank you, but I'm sure that I can safely find the exit without intruding upon your time more than I have." She then indicated Archie with her free hand. "And if not, I have Archie to help me out."

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Kendra Lawrence Definitely a soldier, Kendra reasoned brightly in her mind as he spoke eloquently but with a politeness. Her humour was tickled to find that they were both in rather similar predicaments and slightly stunned. He seemed quite capable, so how could he be lost?

Well now, that wasn't very fair was it? He had just gone and offered her not only a warm meal - tempting considering the chill that was cooling her skin - and potential conversation with a peculiar stranger.

He seemed to study her face for a moment before looking away, making Kendra blink in surprise but she recovered hastily, sliding Archie into a popped compartment that hung from her belt.

"If it wouldn't impose upon you, I gladly accept," she responded with a smile not unlike her trademark one, pausing for a moment before holding her right hand out tentatively, but with no reserve. "It seems appropriate to introduce myself if we're to be spending time in one another's company. I am Kendra, pleased to meet you."