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Romanae
Corporal R. Haggai (nee Retna, and still addressed as such) is your average human caught up in a world of new species and people.
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The Infinite Void
a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Cloasse
So begins...
Romanae's Story
Romanae looked at Kroger, her brows furrowed as she listened to his story. "Kro..." she murmured under her breath, biting her lip. She hadn't heard this much of his past, just that he was a child soldier and forced to do awful things at a young age, and this had surprised her. She then looked at XII, her offer startling the woman. "What?" she said, her voice perhaps louder than she had intended. "What are you on about?"
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(( White is KINKEH! ))
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Romanae had covered her face at the appearance of the guns. She sat back in her chair, as if getting as far away from them as possible. "No guns," she stated, shaking head. "None."
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(( The Italian translator William Weaver? )
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(( Awww. ))
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Romanae curled her legs up onto the seat, her knees against her chest as she shielded her head with her forearms. It was a movement almost identical to the one that Crepa had used when Vega had attacked her, which was unsurprising as the two were more or less the same.
Romanae would look up at the sound of Kroger's voice and the resulting lack of gunfire. She would stay perfectly still for a moment before standing from her seat, walking away from the table and the group of soldiers, shaking her head and saying something about clearing her mind, that she wouldn't be gone long. As she went out the door, a familiar face seemed to peer in, but she neither stopped to confirm who it was, nor cared, and simply continued walking away from the bar.
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(( Guess who... ))
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Romanae made her way into the bar, visibly annoyed and clutching a scuffed dagger in her hand. "Always the fucking same," she cursed under her breath, shaking her head as she sat on a stool, pulling her slightly ripped shirt further around her body. She ran her free hand through her hair, tugging out leaves and twigs that had nestled in her curls and dropping them onto the floor. "Can't have five minutes alone with him without getting interrupted and upset..."
Romanae sighed, frowning slightly as she closed her eyes and let out a breath. Guns always did that to her, and she would have assumed that at least she would have been able to stay in the building, but with her husband as the one firing the shots, her instincts had seen no safety and told her to get the hell out of there. And so she had. It was a good thing that trees were such compassionate sparring partners, she decided as she slipped her dagger back into the holster secreted under her right boot. A very good thing.
Romanae growled to herself, her fists clenched as she stared ahead of her. 'Damn it,' she thought, brow furrowing. 'Hate this - I can't get ten minutes alone with him without someone trying to kill him. Is a day alone with Kro too much to ask?' She had looked up at the last thought, as if directing the question to the deities she just didn't believe in. She stood from her seat, walking out of the bar again. She would need more time killing some trees before she could think this over calmly.
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(( Ta-ta XD ))
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(( Maybe I won't be sleeping after all X(. Spewed up my tablets. ))
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Romanae walked into the bar, shivering slightly with her arms wrapped around her torso. She went to the bar, barely noticing those around her, and sat down on a stool, before half-slumping and half-leaning her arms onto the counter. She had been outside almost the entire day, and her clothing really was not appropriate for spending the day sparring against trees or exercising in the mud. She sighed, closing her eyes. At least it had cooled her off, though.
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(( Okay, this is getting ridiculous. That's the fourth tablet I've chucked up again. Do tablets hate me, or do I hate tablets? ))
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(( It's not got a coating, unfortunately. I find those easier to keep down. Stupid tablets. ))
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Romanae sighed, turning to look at the door wearily. She wanted to know where the hell he was... She had informed James to send him along when she had finally found the little camp they had set up, and she was desperate for some comfort from an old friend who knew how to handle her. She looked down at her hands, twisting them in her lap, only just missing him as the door opened.
Tommy walked into the bar, cautiously glancing around him. Whenever Ro wanted him, personally, off-duty, it either meant she was gonna rip him a new one off-the-record, or she was upset. He wasn't quite sure which he wanted it to be. He made his way over to her, tapping her gently on the shoulder, and opened his mouth to greet her, but was cut off when his arms were filled with the woman. So she was upset. And he had a good idea what about, too. "Ro, seriously, no one thinks less of you for it," he murmured to her, sitting down on her vacated stool and letting her hug him in his lap. "Really."
Tommy walked into the bar, cautiously glancing around him. Whenever Ro wanted him, personally, off-duty, it either meant she was gonna rip him a new one off-the-record, or she was upset. He wasn't quite sure which he wanted it to be. He made his way over to her, tapping her gently on the shoulder, and opened his mouth to greet her, but was cut off when his arms were filled with the woman. So she was upset. And he had a good idea what about, too. "Ro, seriously, no one thinks less of you for it," he murmured to her, sitting down on her vacated stool and letting her hug him in his lap. "Really."
Romanae shook her head, her face buried against her soldier's shoulder, arms around his neck as she sat on him. "Thats not true - you guys all use guns and so on, and I can barely even watch you guys practice without cowering away," she mumbled into his shirt. "And I can - can barely be around Kro without gunfire sounding off, and then I just turn into some nervous... thing."
Tommy sighed. Romanae had always been insecure about her fear of guns, the woman almost hyperventilating the first time their class had went into the firing range. "Ro..." he murmured, rubbing her back awkwardly. "No one cares if you're frightened, okay? It just means you get a little scared now and then, is all..."
Tommy sighed. Romanae had always been insecure about her fear of guns, the woman almost hyperventilating the first time their class had went into the firing range. "Ro..." he murmured, rubbing her back awkwardly. "No one cares if you're frightened, okay? It just means you get a little scared now and then, is all..."