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Lake One

Lethal, Armourture, Kenetical, Extremitisis, One AKA, the Perfect Soldier

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

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Catifiction
Lake loves only one breed of feline, Javanese, they are both graceful and deadly all in one package. Being that her favorite color is also any shade of red, Lake has recently run afoul of a wayward transformation potion that has transformed her into a dark scarlet furred Javanese feline. It has happened now twice, however, this time around was the first time Lake has every gotten to housecat size, the other time was when she was human sized and furred up due to a weird magical battle.

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http://youtu.be/ZHOahZVxtUI
http://youtu.be/I_Aec1UNsiY
http://youtu.be/J5d_FnpYsF0
http://youtu.be/Om38ziFMS7s

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Lake One's Story

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Lake One halted in what she was doing, her weapon was large, surely too large for a normal person to carry, was lake something different? "Join." She repeated. The last time she had joined a group she had gotten so annoyed by one of its members the same member had shot her! "I set price." She said, after all, didn't all mercs for hire set a price for themselves?

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Lake One took the card with a pair of fingers. Shortly making the thing vanish from sight. So she'd have to look for a woman named Mirana, all she needed was cash, and enough of it to get another night, she still stank, but not as much as before "I think on it." She said as he left. Thr card gone, she had little need for such a thing, if people wanted to contact her over joinnig a group, just come out and say so. it kept things simple.

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Lake One turned her attention to the bar, seeing a keeper at bar she said "Something strong." The sight of the demonic through turned her gaze away, she ignored it, and actually had a few moments of hard time doing so before her own willpower kept her sane enough to not look in its direction. The stink it made though. That is what hurt. Something short of a snarl escaped her lips as she turned, with the drink and left the bar, carrying her drink in one hand, and her machinegun in the other.

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Lake One threw open the doors to the bar and stalked back int othe place, that lead she was given on Carter, well, it led her to a dead end. Now she was mad. She was right in not trusting the silver haired male that had given her the file. She stalked to a table and set her G36E upon it before placing her crossbow next ot it, then she threw herslf into a seat and stared at seemingly nothing.

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Lake One cast her gaze towards Beau as he sat down acros from her. She was mildly amazed that one would even so much as approach her with the stink she held about her, apparently one hot shower didn't fully get rid of dead skunk. She watched ther man for a moment, her hair was once again covered, only Tobias so far had seen her without her hair covered. The black streaks of her hair were braided, four of them were seen from under her viel. He seemed to baby his weapon. She said nothing for a moment or two, just watching the man.

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Lake One half smiled, apparently this man had not lived in the Everglades for eleven years like she had spent the majority of her life. "Not recently" She said, one hot shower had so far managed to get the scent to a mangable level. But antoher was soon in order, if she could afford such a thing. Money held no value to her. Even if it did, she'd never use it unless she had serious need to, and buying a how shower wasn't on the list. It was only two days since she had run afoul of the skunk near the North Gate to Wing City. One hot shower, and a freezing sleet powered shower only made matters slightly better. Though her temper was rather lacking.

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Lake One snickered, "Forty eight hours, count as not recently." She said to him, as if asking him a question, yet, it did not appear as a question. She watched Beau, her gaze went from slight amusement to one of well, pure edginess. Him clean her? He had to be joking. "You clean another." She said a few minutes later, her gaze, for the moment, drawn towards the battle at hand, annoying, yet, it was oddly soothing, the sounds of fighting. Toher, recently normally meant within the last ten minutes

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Lake One looked at him, he would do such a thing. He looked able to do so. So she humored him. "Should I allow such." She asked at last. She hated the idea of others touching her, she'd been poked and prodded at so much for five years of her life from her creators as it was. Anyone else touching her was fairgame for hunting season. Which is Lake's case, went all year. If only she had taken the sewer route instead. Her lumicent green eyes watched Beau. He was sure of himself. But the Perfect Soldier could kill at the drop of a hat. Or break a arm or two. Whichever was easier.

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Lake One snickered. Her hand was on the table, yet she never went for her weapons. "It has been worse." And indeed it had for her, she'd killed a villeage of people, smelled of death and burnt skin for five months. She snickered again. "I do it, I have price."

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Lake One smiled then, an odd almost feral smile. "Touch me, I break arm." She pretty much meant, anything of hers, or herself. But this man wanted to help, and also get her smelling a bit better, and after a sleet shower and a hot shower, her temper also could use a little perk.

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Lake One allowed herself another feral smile before it faded. "Good, get the items required." After all, he did know what was needed. She stood up, and picked up her crossbow, ignoring the pun he said to her. The Thundershot Crossbow, painted a deep scarlet, with black bolts at her hip, was clearly a custom model. How she could pull back the thing to ire was to wonder. The fact she also carried without any trouble a G36E as if it were nothing was also confusing. She put both weapons on her back, and turned to leave, stopping, saying simply to Beau. "You have place here."

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Lake One raised an eyebrow, this was different. "One street." She had never heard of such a thing before. Well, she had the Everglades to herself for 11 years, so owning a street wasn't bad. She just hoped that the men he had with him were not going to break themsevles against her. "Lead way."

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Lake One entered the place that Beau called home, it was nothing like her little Ilse in the Everglades. She watched him go, third door to the right, seemed easy enough, she strained ot hear if anyone else was in the house. Hearing none... yet. She went to the bathroom, seeing it for its zie. It would do. She took her weapons off her, but kept the handgun on her hip. She removed the cloth that covered her fire red hair, the black streacks appeared to be dye that was slowly growing back to fire red. her back was to beau, and therefore to the door as well.

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Lake One smiled, he was quick, "It is open." She had her back to the door, closing it only so far as to have it shut, yet also able to be opened. Wuith her back to the door, and her hair now free of the cloth that covered it, and also her back to a point. Patches of what appeared to be dead skin, and otherwise seemed to be in her hair, a few leaves as well.

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Lake One nodded at what Beau said to do, hearing footsteps. She gave Beau a pointed look, "Like what is seen." was pretty much what she was asking, though it was unsaid. She motioned with her chin for him to turn about and head out. This guy was... in a word, cute. And sadly he had friends. She rolled her eyes as she shut the door behind him quietly. Green hairbrush, hair dryer under sink, much liek herself, only her bursh was black, but she did not have it with her. He seemed confused about something before she caught scent of the burnt skin. Her burnt skin at the base of her neck. Some of it was tangled in her hair where it had flaked off. she did as instructed, soaking the rag. Listening with half an ear to the goings on outside the door.

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Lake One Ten minutes passed, the shower ran, then ten minutes more passed before it was turned off. Five minutes more passed before the door reopened. And there stood Lake. She was using the green hairbrush as she was told to do so. Her hair seemed to sparkle slightly, As did her outfit, it was cleaner. The dresslike top outfit showed a bit more of Lake's figure. "Another entered." She said, her hair was strangely brighter, seeming to glimmer in the lights of the room. She smelled quite clean. her lumicent green eyes took in the living room, not much exactly to speak of. Little more larger then her own place though.

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Lake One snickered. her hair was cleaner, the patch of burnt and dead skin was gone. Her hair was also distangled. "Yes." She said. "You have my thanks" Now all she had to worry about was a place to tempoarliy call home before finding a bounty to get her closer to Carter. Practised hands begain braiding the hair that dangled before her face into very thin braids, about a dozen or so, the middle eight were pulled back, the remaining four left hanging on either side of her face. She strangely did not need a mirror.

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Lake One cast her gaze to Beau, he indeed was cute. Name, yes she had a name, But she rarely said it. The less people who knew who she was, the better. But Beau seemed trusting. The name was indeed real, as it was... what defined her. "Name." She repated, thoughtful as she spoke. "I had a name. The name given me by... my Father." She said, he'd named her Lake One, the Perfect Soldier. She resented her name, but it got her places, and items. "I, Lake" she said at long last.

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Lake One seemed to show no emotion to the name she was given. "Layla." She repeated. It did not seem to be a name worth noting. After all, Lake was a soldier, the Perfect Soldier. Created from nothing, and grown within a week. The Perfect Soldier looked away fron Beau for a moment. Debating within her self. should she shoot him now or not? But at the mention of food, that got her attention. "Pizza." She said thoughtfully, Yes that would do. That would do nicely. At the mention of hern ame not being that of a girl. She snickered. "Tell to my Father, the Veep of America where come I." She said. Vice President Dr Daniel Marks, her own creator, her 'father'

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Lake One had to smile, this man was indeed trusting. "You not understand my words." She said taking a seat on a low sofa of sorts that felt more liek a pile of used matresses. "Created, hunted, shot. I not like you. You have home, I have battlefield." She meant in terms of way of life, The battlefield was her home, so were the Everglades. Now the next question was, how old she was. But then, none asked a woman who could use a weapon as big as a actual G36E machinegun one handed their age now did they?