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Katherin Blake Desdemona

"The world sucks. But then, didn't it always?" WIP

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a character in “The Rising”, as played by TheUnnamedOne

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"Money means nothing to me anymore. But I'm sure you have other things to buy my services with, hmm?"



BASICS



Role: Mercenary currently under contract of Luis Hanover and therefore his children and anyone else he selects
Gender: Female
Age: 25
Nicknames: Kat to most people as she hates her name. A select few called her Rin however most of them are dead.
Birthplace: Las Vegas Nevada.





APPEARANCE




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"Take the skin off and we all look the same. What does it matter what the outside looks like?"



Height: 5ft 7inches
Build: Athletic, but small enough that she doesn't stand out in a crowd. Her skin is pretty pale, and she burns pretty easy so she keeps as much of it covered unless she's going to be definitely spending a lot of time indoors.
Hair Colour: Black and in the light there are dark blue tinges to it.
Eye Colour: Bright Green
Markings:She has a very large burn scare on her upper back, as well as several scars lining her wrists. She won't speak about where or how she got these scars. She will sometimes where henna tattoos over her arms when on missions just in case someone sees her. They would note the tattoos and give it as information to identify her. Since she has no real tattoos, this tactic gives her just a little bit more breathing space.





INFORMATION



"The thing about humans is they're always asking questions. Why? Who? Where? What? No human can leave well enough alone. But then I suppose that's why so many of us are surviving out here instead of being fed lies in there."



Weapon: Her preferred weapon is either a dagger or her feet.
Skills: Kat is generally hired for escorts, rescues, "retrieving items", interrogation and occasionally to kill someone. Ever task brings in a different price and she will accept payment in the form of food, shelter, weapons, clothing and/or medicine, depending on what she might need at the time. She will only take on one contract at a time and her current one ensures that she has a place to sleep, food to eat and weapons or medicine should she require them, until the contract is completed. The completion of the contract is completely dependent on when Luis wishes to end it.
Strengths: Kat prizes her speed above all other things, though her immune system is nothing to scoff at either. She is quick to improvise if a plan doesn't work and keeps a level head in the field... mostly. She is excellent at negotiation. While she doesn't have much upper body strength to speak of, her legs pack on killer of a kick.
Weaknesses: Her pain tolerance is crap, she can take a few solid hits but that's about it. Though she doesn't get sick easily, if she does then it hits her hard, severally weakening her. Kat is terrified of being out on or in bodies of water, she just freezes up and starts to panic. Her upper body strength is pretty low.
Likes: Surprisingly, animals and children. She loves coffee and although the opportunity never presents itself, if someone can pin her down long enough to cuddle she won't complain. A good way to bribe her into doing small favors is chocolate or coffee, either one as a surprise gift will get you into her good books.
Dislikes: The world how it is now. She doesn't like the sun at all and she cannot stand the heat. She also hates vegetables. Kat doesn't like killing people but if she is being paid to do so then she's not going to say no. Survival of the fittest right?
Personality: Outwardly she doesn't show much; usually a blank face unless she is friends with someone and even then is quite limited in what she will openly express. Inside she has far too many emotions to deal with and so locks them away as much as possible. This means that at any point in time something could trigger all those emotions to just flood out and she would simply break down under the sheer force of them. She is sarcastic, but she isn't trying to come up with to be rude. Usually if she has a sarcastic remark then that means she can't deal with the implications of what's being said or done right now and is doing the only thing she knows how to deal with it. She is terrified to get emotionally close to anyone, or even make friends with someone.
Family: All of her family is either dead or forced into submission and she prefers not to speak of any of them.
History: WIP

So begins...

Katherin Blake Desdemona's Story

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Character Portrait: Luis Hanover Character Portrait: Conner Terrion Character Portrait: Andrew Hanover Character Portrait: Katherin Blake Desdemona

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Kat walked carefully to the room where she had been told her boss was. Two rebels had stared at her uneasily for a few moments before pointing her in the right direction but where else was she meant to put this bag? Boss had told her what to get, not where she was meant to deliver it so she assumed it would go to him and then wherever he chose after that. This place was a genius idea really, everything was salvaged or made by the rebels and it felt safe.

She passed Drew as he was heading who knows where and she nodded a greeting to him. She would have waved but her hands were full and she was too tired to really hold any sort of conversation with the guy. It had been a week since she had left the rebel headquarters, and to her it felt like eternity. Kat knocked a few times at the entrance before walking in and placing the large duffel bag on the table in front of her boss.

"The warehouse was where you said it would be boss. Not too heavily guarded, and pretty hidden but I found it. No one would have thought to look in that place for medicine but eh." There was a tense and emotional tinge to the air that Kat hadn't noticed until she walked in and suddenly she felt awkward. Her boss was sitting with his head down and the other guy, Connor was his name that's right, had his hand on the leaders shoulder. Way to go idiot, just barge right in like you belong here. Kat scolded herself before remembering her job. "This bag has a variety of different medicines, all I could carry while still being able to travel. Hope it comes in good use. There were crates of weapons there as well, I don't think they will be able to move it very soon so if you wanted I could make another trip there and see what I can take; they will probably have way more guards there though."

She had been wiping at the ink on her arms while speaking. A few weeks ago Kat had run out of henna ink and so was relying on temporary face paint. Not the best solution and she was impressed it lasted for a week, though it had started to peel off quite a bit. "Damn I could use some scotch." she muttered as the cloth swiped over a cut on her upper arm. So she hadn't been totally undetected; not like they could trace her here she'd been to careful for that. "What's the next job you got for me?"

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Character Portrait: Luis Hanover Character Portrait: Andrea Hanover Character Portrait: Conner Terrion Character Portrait: Andrew Hanover Character Portrait: Nizhoni Riversky Character Portrait: Katherin Blake Desdemona

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Lou Hanover


Promises were empty offer to Lou, yet as Conner promised to bring Andrea home, Lou forced himself to believe him. They had to bring Andrea home, it was either that or Lou would die trying. There was no way Lou would return to Utopia without his daughter. Sighing, Lou put away the picture, shaking his head. "I sure hope so."

A large duffel bag was tossed onto the table, and Lou belatedly noticed the entrance of the slight yet threatening Katerina. His eyes lit with surprise and appeasement. "The warehouse was where you said it would be boss...."

Of course Lou was right, he always was. With so many lives depending on his decisions, he had to be right. Pulling the bag in front of him, and as the woman continued to speak Lou rummaged through the goodies. A smile scrawled across his lips, Lou looked to Katerin with approval.

Her request for another job made Lou tilt his head in confusion. Then it dawned on her, Kat had been gone when Andie had been taken. Zipping up the bag, Lou pushed it aside and gestured Conner to the door. "Go ahead, I know you don't want to have to sit through this again." Lou said with a half smile. Once the man left, Lou looked back to Kat with a grim expression. "Tomorrow we head south to the border of Kansas. I have a friend that will help us sneak onto a train that transports coal that we can take most of the way out but I have to tell you, this is the most dangerous mission we've done yet.

"My daughter was taken, but those who returned from her team relayed enough information briefing us on an attack. It will be the first detention center we've raided and it will be a milestone in the Rebellion. You can come or you can stay here, you've done a lot for us and I will respect whatever choice you may make."

Lou stood to his full height, an intimidating mass of muscle pushing 6'7". The children would jump on his back, asking for rides, he remembered when Andie used to do the same thing. It seemed like everything reminded him of her. Shaking his head, Lou looked to Katerin with a subdued expression. "You can have some time to think it over, join us in celebration tonight! We will drink spirits and pretend like we aren't fighting for survival!" Grabbing the bag effortlessly, Lou put his hand on the small of the woman's back leading her out.

"If you decide to come with, meet us just at the waterfall, we will leave before noon." Lou added, walking away with a wave. Although Lou was the boss of the operation, he never enjoyed ordering people around. He felt as if forcing someone to do something was useless when someone who could do a better job would do it willingly. With Big Brother hoping to dull all human brains to little more fight to what they are told than an infant, Lou preferred to let people make their own decisions.

So with that Lou left Katerin to mull over her options, taking a detour through the watering hole. Some soldiers had already began horsing around, cheering as their leader joined them. Raising his arms in amusement, Lou grinned. "Sorry guys, not here to stay - just passing through." Foul torments were called out, all in good fun. It was rare to see his men so carefree, Lou couldn't be the one to ruin it. So instead of reprimanding them for their overly casual banter, Lou just laughed and entered the corridor that lead into the healing ward.

There were thankfully no one inside the makeshift infirmary, everyone was preparing for the festival. Leaving the bag on a table, Lou made a mental note to tell Nizhoni of the new supplies. Perhaps she could grab some in the morning of what she might need. The woman had many talents, and on the journey to save Andie, Nizhoni would be the only person with healing capabilities going along. He needed her to have the essential supplies.

Making sure to leave everything how it was when he walked in, Lou left the supplies at the ward and finally started heading to the festival. As if his thoughts had summoned her, Lou ran into Nizhoni just as they entered the mouth of the celebrations. "I was just looking for you," he said with a half smile, looking to the huskie that followed the Native American woman. "We got some supplies in, you would know better about what we might need than I would. Would you mind stopping at the healing ward before we leave tomorrow?" Lou knew that as loyal that Nizhoni was, she would oblige to an order given by Lou, so before she even finished answering Lou continued. "Thanks, Ni-Ni." He said, using the name the children would call her and winking before making his way to the podium that looked over the whole festival.

Drew Hanover


Quirking an eyebrow at the oddball, Drew chuckled. "Samurai pants huh? Your brother must've been the shit in his day." Sarcasm dripped from Drew's voice, a stale grin worn as he spoke. Drew always found the man entertaining, also from the get-go his name had been a comical relief. It took serious dedication to commit to an alias, and Drew had to hand it to the man - when people said 'Mr. Bojangles', they understood who that was.

As the topic switched to siblings, Drew slumped at Bojangles question. "Hopefully soon, seriously," picking at his hair, the man shrugged in contemplation, "the sooner the better. I saw what losing my mom did to my dad...I don't think he could take losing Andie too." Drew never pretended to be ignorant that his father favored Andie. It was strange because the two would persistently bump heads, yet the next minute Andie would cuddle up to their father apologizing and asking for a favor or Lou would be giving Andie a gift - buttering her up. They were like kids, truly.

But Lou had grown depressed, Drew could see it in the way he carried himself. It was subtle, something only someone very close would notice, but Drew knew his father kept most of his pain buried. It was what they had to do to keep pushing on.

At the mention of women, Drew perked, eyes alert. He may have been grieving the loss of his sister, but men had needs. Serving himself a plate, Drew motioned for Bojangles to follow as he found himself a seat. Digging into the food, Drew spoke with a full mouth. "Bo-Bo, you wouldn't be able to pick up a chick if she thought you were her long lost cell phone." Drew joked, punching Bojangles in the arm lightly. "If you get laid tonight and I don't, I'm killing myself."

Before Bojangles could respond, Lou's voice boomed across the crowd. As if sensing their leader had something to say, the people hushed, watching Lou intently from where he stood behind a podium.

"Americans..Latinos...Asains...Blacks..." He paused, staring over the crowd. Continuing to shovel food into his mouth, Drew had to resist the urge to snort with laughter at the reactions of those around him. Too many people within the rebellion looked up to Lou as if he were a God, which to Drew was absurd. He was a normal human being, just with a little extra muscle mass. Lou had faults as well, but people had the tendency to see past it. If only that's how it worked for me. Drew told himself.

Lou continued, "We are all human, and together we stand as the people. Many people want us dead, because we like to think for ourselves. Most people don't even know what we're doing for them..tomorrow we leave for one of the most batshit crazy mission I've ever conducted. To my men - it will be a damn good time for a damn good cause. Remember the Angels are on our side," he allowed a pause of reverence to resonate through the room before continuing, "but tonight we rejoice out liberty and our free will." Raising his goblet, others did the same, heartily drinking up the alcohol. Cheers erupted through out the crowd, and Drew shoveled the last bit of food in his mouth before scanning the room for Conner. The man was a total chick magnet, and if tonight was his last night in Utopia, Drew was going to get laid.

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Character Portrait: Luis Hanover Character Portrait: Conner Terrion Character Portrait: Andrew Hanover Character Portrait: Katherin Blake Desdemona

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Katherin nodded when her boss explained everything. For such a short time away a lot of things seemed to have happened. She had to give the people respect for keeping to the festivities in what had to be a difficult time. It kept the spirits up that was sure. She chuckled and walked to the small room she had been staying in since the beginning of her contract. She didn't need much and other than the bundle of blankets and pillows, and a small crate of clothes there wasn't anything in there. The clothes she had on were covered in blood and dust and were definitely not something to wear while celebrating.

Looking over the slice on her arm she sighed. While she knew how to do basic bandages Katherin was certainly no medic, and she would need to get it properly wrapped up before she went with them on the mission. And she would be going, no doubt about it. Her boss was a good man and she didn't want to see him in the state for longer than he already had been, so anything she could do to lend some help, she would do it.

After cleaning up what dirt was left on her skin she changed into a blue tank top that only had a few frayed edges, and some clean black jeans. Her boots...where there wasn't much to do with them and besides, who the hell would be looking at her feet anyway? Kat chuckled again before digging in her clothes to find her old leather jacket. It had been her mothers before...well before, and she couldn't bear to have anything happen to it so it would stay here while she was out on missions and whatnot. There was no need to do anything with her hair, it was slightly curly tonight but in the morning it would take on a mind of its own, so she simply tied it up into a ponytail and left it at that; there were quite a few strands framing her face but they shouldn't prove to be much of a problem.

With that taken care of she heading to join the others in festivities, arriving just in time to hear the start of her boss's speech. She gave a soft smile at his words before grabbing a drink of some dark looking thing that smelled of alcohol. Perfect. At the cheer she raised her glass with the others and drank half of it down. The burn was excellent and warmed her right up. Kat breathed a sigh of relief.

"Heeey Kat! Lucky you returned in time for the party!" She 'hmmmm'ed at the rebel speaking with her before settling in to join the conversation of the few around her.

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Bojangles nodded at the comment on his brother's reputation. "Sure was." When he was younger, he didn't really know what his brother had meant. When he grew older, he started to understand it more. Bojangles heard many ideas of freedom first from his brother, and his sibling's capture was a big push in radicalizing him. He heard Drew speak of his dad, and he gave his friend a bit of reassurance. "Ah, your dad'll be alright. You've all put with me haven't you?" While it was mostly sarcastic, Bojangles was unaware of how many times he may of pissed them off.

As Drew took a plate, Bojangles sneaked one for himself as well. Directed to a seat, he went with his friend. "Bo-Bo, you wouldn't be able to pick up a chick if she thought you were her long lost cell phone. If you get laid tonight and I don't, I'm killing myself." His arm was nudged, and Bojangles was a bit surprised with the words. "Yea-" he was cut off by Lou. "Jesus!" The shout had startled him a bit, not enough to jump out of his chair, but enough to flail his arms and turn to the source.

Lou started his speech by listing off ethnicity, and Bojangles was unsure what was happening. When he continued, he started to ponder. Do they really think for themselves? If they thought individually, then why would they all look up to one person who could gather them like sheep? He continued but paused at the word 'Angels'. Bojangles leaned to Drew, "What if you're agnostic?" He shrugged the comment off, "just saying" and returned to hear the rest.

At the cheer, Bojangles reached next to his chair and lifted a maroon Nalgene bottle full of applesauce. Unscrewing the top with a smile on his face, he brought it to his mouth for the sauce to slowly drip. "Good stuff right there."

Bojangles spotted a new face in the crowd, a search of his memory was needed. "Ain't that one of your dad's mercenaries? Hot one at that.... you said I wouldn't get a girl tonight? Well, we'll see about that." He rose from his chair and tapped Drew on the shoulder. "Watch my bottle will ya." He approached Katherin with a bit of confidence- it had diminished slightly when he neared. "Uh.. wanna dance?" His cheeks were a bit red, and he'd known it. He'd forgotten to wipe his face, and didn't know how dirty it was-hopefully enough to mask his blushing.

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People seemed to be having a great time and Kat chuckled silently while sipping her drink as she listened to the various conversations going on. A couple of soldiers were having a drinking game, another few were having a serious discussion. Nearly every woman she could hear was oggling the guy that walked it. She shrugged and reached to fill up her glass when a girl stopped next to her.

"Hiii~ Um... you work with the Commander right? Could you uh possibly share some tips in..." Kat stopped listening and continued to fill up her drink. Commander? Who the hell is she talking about?

"Nah. Whatever it is you're gonna have to do it on your own."

The girl blinked before smirking. "Ah I see. You want him to yourself."

Kat snorted and took a drink, enjoying the burn all over again. She would really need to find out what she was drinking. "Nope."That's right, I know who it is now. Dammit you need to start remembering names Kat!

Thankfully before the girl could say anything more someone else caught her attention. "Uh...wanna dance?"

She wasn't quite sure why the guy who had walked up to her had asked that question but she could hear some of the other rebels in the background start chuckling and pausing their conversations to see what would happen. Kat ignored them for the most part and took a sip of her drink. He seemed nervous and she gritted her teeth again the pang it brought. Push it away, don't think about it. Hadn't she seen this guy hanging around with Drew?

"Well...guy I don't have a name for... I don't know how to dance." She shrugged. Behind her a rebel laughed loudly before standing up and placing his hand across her back to land on her right arm .She hid the wince as his fingers pressed the cut hidden under her jacket.

"Come oooon Kat, have some fun. Bo~jang~les ain't gonna hurt ya."

She moved out of his stupid arm and took another drink. "I said I don't know how." she had seen this guy with Drew, and now she knew his name. Hoorah for progress.

"Ok ok....didn't think you were one to back down from a challenge." The man took a few steps away before Kat growled. Dammit! Now she had to dance. She turned to set her drink down before grabbing the guy's Bojangles hand and walking off a few steps. Kat could hear the rebel cheering as she walked away. She turned to look at her now dancing partner over her shoulder.

"If you laugh at me, I'll rip your spine out and feed it to you, I was serious when I said I don't know how."

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Character Portrait: Luis Hanover Character Portrait: Conner Terrion Character Portrait: Andrew Hanover Character Portrait: Nizhoni Riversky Character Portrait: Katherin Blake Desdemona

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On her way to were the crowd was Nizhoni ran into Luis.
"I was just looking for you, we got some supplies in, you would know better about what we might need than I would. Would you mind stopping at the healing ward before we leave tomorrow?"

"Sure thing Luis, I'll-"
"Thanks Ni-Ni." he'd say, cutting her off with a wink and a small smile before walking towards the podium that looked over the crowd.
Nizhoni narrowed her eyes at Luis as if annoyed with his usage of "NiNi", but the huge smile on her face gave away the fact that she was actually more amused than anything else.



Luis's speech was more of the same, and Nizhoni spent more time observing peoples reactions to the words being spoken than looking up towards the podium. It always amazed her how easily people - herself included - fell in line to be followers, and the looks upon many of these peoples faces were the same looks people use to give her father, which made her sigh.

Soon enough Luis was done speaking, and Nizhoni would begin to aimlessly wander about - saying hi to random people and taking questions about her attire from the children, as usual, while Nubia ran about on her own. But when all the woman began to whisper "he's here, he's here!" she became curious and started to stare on in the same direction as them, that is until Conner walked by - causing her to roll her eyes a bit.

"What is it with these women and that man, you'd think he was a King or something." she'd wonder to herself, before pushing through the crowd of women.
She wouldn't get too far before again spotting Conner, but this time with a girl who was known for being rather bold & loose shoving her tongue down his throat.

"Lovely." Nizhoni would whisper aloud, before walking up towards a young man with a tray of water and grabbing a tall glass, which she'd down nearly half of before again taking off again into the festivities.



Coming to stop beside some laughing men and women she'd catch a glimpse of Bojangles being pulled by Kat towards an area were everyone was dancing, and couldn't help but laugh a bit herself before catching wind of Drew and Conner's voices behind her.

"What happened to your new little friend." she'd hear Drew ask Conner as she took a sip to drink, which nearly made her spit her water up from laughter, but after regaining her composure she'd turn around and walk towards both of them.

"Hey Drew," she'd say with a genuine smile, before looking over towards Conner. "Hi Conner, would you like my drink to wash your mouth out?"
Nizhoni would barely get the sentence out before she began to laugh.
"I'm sorry Conner, I just couldn't help myself." she'd let out in-between giggles. "Kudos to attracting loose women" she'd remark while holding up her glass towards Conner as if she was giving a toast, before taking a sip and looking back over to Drew.
"If you're looking for that woman I'd start with every available man in Utopia, she's known for well um, being loose....even the children call her 'Everybody's mama', but if that's what you want she's easy enough to get I suppose."
She'd have to bite her lip to keep herself from asking Drew if he was crazy for going after such a girl. To her he was better than that and she couldn't quite understand why he'd want to settle for such a trashy woman, but since she couldn't bring herself to actually say such a thing she'd instead turn around and stare over towards Kat and Bojangles again.
"Is it the Apocalypse all over or what? Kat dancing with Bo, I can't even begin to understand that one" she'd joke, while drinking the last of her water.


"Well, I think I'm gonna go to our little impromptu bar and get something to drink before I go for a swim, see you two later."
Nizhoni would smile and wave as she walked away, and once she caught sight of the table of drinks she'd pick up her pace.


"Nizhoni!"
"Bob! Nice to see you again!" she'd say to the older man standing behind Utopias version of a bar. "Have anything with bubbles?"
"Well you're actually lucky me and my boy like you so much, I'll go get some home brew for ya - just watch my table for me kay?"
She'd agree with a smile and make her way behind the table as the man walked off, It was the least she could do to watch his table at the offer of something other than the same ol' moonshine and water nearly everyone else was drinking. Ever since she was young Nizhoni had a thing for soda and beer, carbonation was a dear friend in her book.

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Bojangles stood as Kat tried to find out who he was. A fellow rebel stepped in, and he didn't know whether the stranger was helping him or teasing him. He saw Kat hiding back a wince, and noted to refrain from touching her shoulder. With the comment Drew made earlier, Bojangles didn't want to do something so foolish as to rub a wound of hers.

It was successful, and she grabbed his hand and led him off. As they walked, his gait was already altering to the music. The swagger in his step was already synchronizing and he started to bob.

"If you laugh at me, I'll rip your spine out and feed it to you, I was serious when I said I don't know how." Her words surprised him. She sure was a straightforward one. "Jesus! Relax.. no one here's gonna notice. They're all too trashed and'd be tripping over their feet." Kat seemed to be really worried that she didn't know how. "Well, you heard my name. They don't just call me Mr. Bojangles for nothin'." Bojangles was now raised a bit-he was standing on the balls of his feet. He started to bounce a bit, telling her "Just gotta be in time.." He was bobbing side to side now, and hoping she'd do the same and keep up, and not hold him to slow down. Noticing his bobbing and how his arms were held, "Ha, sorta like Mortal Kombat." Bojangles began to exaggerate his fists and movement, but he was sure the point went across.

He started to poke her sides and arm playfully every so often, hoping that she wouldn't break his arms. Bojangles was sure she knew at least twenty ways to do so. Looking around, he'd seen Conner and Nizhoni had entered. Both people that would be gone tomorrow. Bojangles wondered how the children would react. Some of the children were probably afraid of him, a few might of looked up to him, but he deemed that unlikely. Who would then run to, to hide from Bojangles when Nini was gone?

Returning his thoughts to his partner, he watched Kat. He hoped he'd been successful and she would open up a bit.

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He made it look so easy, this Bojangles. Kat supposed maybe it should be easy for her, since she had taken gymnastics before...well before all this. And with the beat guiding her it was a bit easier, bobbing and moving with the thump. She closed her eyes, listening and just moving and soon it was strange that she had thought it to be so difficult. There wasn't much to it really, and her feet moved nearly on their own in time with the music. Without even realizing it she was smiling actually smiling as she danced along with the people around her. She supposed maybe she owed this guy a thank you. Maybe.

After a few moments of smiling and a few laughs she felt a small pang in her heart. She was feeling happy, happier than she had in a while but it was too much. Everything became extremely clear and at the same time hazy and she slowed her movements down as if on autopilot. It was getting difficult to breathe and her head started to feel light. Her hands fell to rest at her sides and her fingers started twitching. Bits of her hair were sticking to her hairline and the tips of her ponytail started were grating on the nerves in her neck. Too much too damn much Kat you idiot. She leaned towards the guy for a moment to tell him "I need a drink" before walking in the direction of the bar.

People brushed past her and she flinched away from the contact. Just need a drink to calm down. She could see Drew and a few others sitting off to the side but walked past them, she could say hey later. Approaching the bar she nodded a hello and spoke quickly. "Give me something strong." The guy oh dammit what the hell was his name again laughed before pouring her a glass of bright amber liquid. Not even bothering to ask what it was she swallowed it down as quick as she could without choking. Instant burn, instant relief. Her nerves calmed, her breathing returned to normal and the ground stopped clawing at her legs. Kat breathed out a sigh before signalling for another one.

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Both boys stood tall next to each other, making them impossible to miss. "Hey, you made it in time to hear the we are Sparta bit." Conner heard Drew say as he looked at his father. Then Drew's eyes moved around the crowd. "What happened to your new little friend?" When Conner looked at the boy, he saw a sneaky smirk as if teasing him. He opened his mouth to reply to Drew's question, but was stopped by harsh laughter and witty comments.

"Hey Drew. Hi Conner, would you like my drink to wash your mouth out?" Conner heaved out a heavy sigh as Nizhoni laughed her heart out. Conner was fully aware that is actions around women made him seem as if he was still a virgin or just plain awkward around girls, but he was once greatly admired for his skills in bed. And for that exact reason, he refuses to have sex with women now. Once he has sex with one girl, every girl would want it from him. Itd be twice as bad as girls just wanting him because he's handsome...

"I'm sorry Conner, I just couldn't help myself." she'd let out in-between giggles. "Kudos to attracting loose women"
"I guess I must be that handsome.." Conner murmured, as an attempted at making a joke..
"If you're looking for that woman I'd start with every available man in Utopia, she's known for well um, being loose....even the children call her 'Everybody's mama', but if that's what you want she's easy enough to get I suppose."
Conner looked at Drew for a moment and said to him, "Do not try it. I know you want it, but I need you to trust me when I say it's not worth it. Not for her anyways."
"Is it the Apocalypse all over or what? Kat dancing with Bo, I can't even begin to understand that one" she'd joke, while drinking the last of her water.


"Well, I think I'm gonna go to our little impromptu bar and get something to drink before I go for a swim, see you two later."
Nizhoni said to them with a smile before walking away. When she left, Conner turned to Drew and asked, "Does by breath smell that strongly? What was that woman drinking?"

Soon, another girl waltzed into their mists. This time it was Kat. She asked fora heavy drink and chugged it down quickly. Conner raised an eyebrow as she desperately drank the first and started the second. Before Conner could say a thing about, a girl clung onto his arm. This time it was some one she knew. "Kayla... Where's your sister?"
The question did not need to be answered because he heard her voice behind him. "You are just as tall as Mr. Conner." Sarah said, as she leaned on Drew. "And just as handsome."

This pair of twins had been friends with Conner for a long time, but recently have been busy. Truth be told, the sisters were the only ones, who were still around today, that Conner had sex with. Kayla smiled at Conner mischievously, as if asking him for a trip down memory lane. "Kayla... I do-"
"Shut it Conner. Me and Sarah was to play with you and your friends Drew. We both know Drew won't say no. Don't ruin it. Come on. Don't make me drug you." She said harshly, glancing at Drew and her sister. Conner looked at Drew, as if waiting for a response from him.

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Character Portrait: Conner Terrion Character Portrait: Andrew Hanover Character Portrait: Nizhoni Riversky Character Portrait: Katherin Blake Desdemona

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Drew Hanover


Before Conner could even respond, Nizhoni swept between them, throwing her head back in a carefree laugh. The torches along the walls flickering light reflected of the sheen across her prominent cheek bones - pulled high in a smile. Drew had known and operated with Nizhoni for years, and she was one of the few beautiful females he felt comfortable being himself around. With a bemused expression, Drew nodded Nizhoni as if to egg her on as she began to dig into Conner about the girl Drew remembered as Nina and the children supposedly knew as 'everybody's momma'. As Conner sent him a warning not to try for the easy shot, Drew threw his hands up as if he were proving they were empty, "I'm not that desperate." It was a little sad that Drew was infamous for his poor game with woman, he thought.

Shaking his head at the two as they bantered back and forth, drinking the rest of his beverage. Dark eyes moving across the room, Drew managed to find Bojangles in the crowd. The man was simply killing it on the dance floor. Truly a man of many hats, the ever amusing Mr. Bojangles never failed to have a good time. The only thing that prevented Drew from bursting out with laughter was seeing that dancing alongside of him was none other than Katherin. So she had said yes.

Ridiculous! Even Bojangles had better luck than him. Turning to the bar, Drew indicated a refill as Conner turned to him to ask "Does by breath smell that strongly? What was that woman drinking?"

Annoyed, Drew playfully pushed Conner back by his shoulder. "No offense dude but I'm not trying to smell your breath...or hear any complaints about a beautiful woman randomly coming up to kiss you." Once his cup was refilled, Drew turned to face the crowd once more, giving Conner a look to let him know he poked fun all in good harm.

The crowd had withered down to the young adult age group, most parents taking their children to bed. These hours were when the craziest things would happen. Bodies thrashing together in a liberating samba of life, confetti being thrown into the air. People hunted for glitter just for occasions like this, to throw it in the air and on each other, sparkles raining down. It looked like fun.

But one person seemed a little stressed. Katherin came to where the men stood, ordering a drink and washing it down with an edge before asking for another. He meant to ask her if she was okay, he really did. Katherin was an amazing asset to the team, and if she were to be under the weather when they were just about to start the mission that could be bad. As a commander he did take concern, but tantalizing fingers across his broad chest made his nice guy part of the brain completely shut off. "You are just as tall as Mr. Conner......and just as handsome."

Her forward approach threw him off, and Drew found himself struggling for the right words, awkwardly stammering "I....uh....yea....thanks. My dads tall too."

Oh how he wish he could slap himself! My dads tall too!?!??! who says shit like that? This guy, supposedly. Of course everyone knew Lou was tall, he was a giant- both in height and muscle mass. Yet once again Drew found himself blurting out something stupid instead of taking his time to think it through. Luckily the girl identified as Sarah didn't seem to mind much. She pressed her weight against him, invading his personal space. Beside him, her twin was against Conner, informing him that she and her sister wanted to take Conner as their own little toys tonight. And although Drew found it as an appealing idea, he couldn't help but to be repulsed at how the girls had thrown themselves at him.

However Drew was a man, and like most men he was able to push aside mild distaste for temporary pleasure. Letting Sarah lace her fingers with his, Drew let Sarah lead him through the throng of people, Kayla and Conner following just behind.

He didn't realize where she was taking them, until he saw the familiar structure of the watering hole. It seemed empty for the most part, and once Sarah let go of Drew's hand and began to strip her clothes, Drew averted his eyes out of discomfort and respect. "Don't be shy." Cooed Sarah as she teased with the hem of his shirt. Pulling him toward the water, Drew glanced back at Kayla and Conner to see they were in their own world. Shrugging, Drew pulled off his shirt, kicking his shoes aside and joining Sarah in the water. She complained the water was cold, enticing Drew to wrap his arms around her tentatively. "I like a strong man." She breathed hotly before crashing her lips against his.

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Character Portrait: Conner Terrion Character Portrait: Andrew Hanover Character Portrait: Nizhoni Riversky Character Portrait: Katherin Blake Desdemona

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Drew Hanover


Before Conner could even respond, Nizhoni swept between them, throwing her head back in a carefree laugh. The torches along the walls flickering light reflected of the sheen across her prominent cheek bones - pulled high in a smile. Drew had known and operated with Nizhoni for years, and she was one of the few beautiful females he felt comfortable being himself around. With a bemused expression, Drew nodded Nizhoni as if to egg her on as she began to dig into Conner about the girl Drew remembered as Nina and the children supposedly knew as 'everybody's momma'. As Conner sent him a warning not to try for the easy shot, Drew threw his hands up as if he were proving they were empty, "I'm not that desperate." It was a little sad that Drew was infamous for his poor game with woman, he thought.

Shaking his head at the two as they bantered back and forth, drinking the rest of his beverage. Dark eyes moving across the room, Drew managed to find Bojangles in the crowd. The man was simply killing it on the dance floor. Truly a man of many hats, the ever amusing Mr. Bojangles never failed to have a good time. The only thing that prevented Drew from bursting out with laughter was seeing that dancing alongside of him was none other than Katherin. So she had said yes.

Ridiculous! Even Bojangles had better luck than him. Turning to the bar, Drew indicated a refill as Conner turned to him to ask "Does by breath smell that strongly? What was that woman drinking?"

Annoyed, Drew playfully pushed Conner back by his shoulder. "No offense dude but I'm not trying to smell your breath...or hear any complaints about a beautiful woman randomly coming up to kiss you." Once his cup was refilled, Drew turned to face the crowd once more, giving Conner a look to let him know he poked fun all in good harm.

The crowd had withered down to the young adult age group, most parents taking their children to bed. These hours were when the craziest things would happen. Bodies thrashing together in a liberating samba of life, confetti being thrown into the air. People hunted for glitter just for occasions like this, to throw it in the air and on each other, sparkles raining down. It looked like fun.

But one person seemed a little stressed. Katherin came to where the men stood, ordering a drink and washing it down with an edge before asking for another. He meant to ask her if she was okay, he really did. Katherin was an amazing asset to the team, and if she were to be under the weather when they were just about to start the mission that could be bad. As a commander he did take concern, but tantalizing fingers across his broad chest made his nice guy part of the brain completely shut off. "You are just as tall as Mr. Conner......and just as handsome."

Her forward approach threw him off, and Drew found himself struggling for the right words, awkwardly stammering "I....uh....yea....thanks. My dads tall too."

Oh how he wish he could slap himself! My dads tall too!?!??! who says shit like that? This guy, supposedly. Of course everyone knew Lou was tall, he was a giant- both in height and muscle mass. Yet once again Drew found himself blurting out something stupid instead of taking his time to think it through. Luckily the girl identified as Sarah didn't seem to mind much. She pressed her weight against him, invading his personal space. Beside him, her twin was against Conner, informing him that she and her sister wanted to take Conner as their own little toys tonight. And although Drew found it as an appealing idea, he couldn't help but to be repulsed at how the girls had thrown themselves at him.

However Drew was a man, and like most men he was able to push aside mild distaste for temporary pleasure. Letting Sarah lace her fingers with his, Drew let Sarah lead him through the throng of people, Kayla and Conner following just behind.

He didn't realize where she was taking them, until he saw the familiar structure of the watering hole. It seemed empty for the most part, and once Sarah let go of Drew's hand and began to strip her clothes, Drew averted his eyes out of discomfort and respect. "Don't be shy." Cooed Sarah as she teased with the hem of his shirt. Pulling him toward the water, Drew glanced back at Kayla and Conner to see they were in their own world. Shrugging, Drew pulled off his shirt, kicking his shoes aside and joining Sarah in the water. She complained the water was cold, enticing Drew to wrap his arms around her tentatively. "I like a strong man." She breathed hotly before crashing her lips against his.

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Character Portrait: Conner Terrion Character Portrait: Andrew Hanover Character Portrait: Nizhoni Riversky Character Portrait: Katherin Blake Desdemona

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Drew Hanover


Before Conner could even respond, Nizhoni swept between them, throwing her head back in a carefree laugh. The torches along the walls flickering light reflected of the sheen across her prominent cheek bones - pulled high in a smile. Drew had known and operated with Nizhoni for years, and she was one of the few beautiful females he felt comfortable being himself around. With a bemused expression, Drew nodded Nizhoni as if to egg her on as she began to dig into Conner about the girl Drew remembered as Nina and the children supposedly knew as 'everybody's momma'. As Conner sent him a warning not to try for the easy shot, Drew threw his hands up as if he were proving they were empty, "I'm not that desperate." It was a little sad that Drew was infamous for his poor game with woman, he thought.

Shaking his head at the two as they bantered back and forth, drinking the rest of his beverage. Dark eyes moving across the room, Drew managed to find Bojangles in the crowd. The man was simply killing it on the dance floor. Truly a man of many hats, the ever amusing Mr. Bojangles never failed to have a good time. The only thing that prevented Drew from bursting out with laughter was seeing that dancing alongside of him was none other than Katherin. So she had said yes.

Ridiculous! Even Bojangles had better luck than him. Turning to the bar, Drew indicated a refill as Conner turned to him to ask "Does by breath smell that strongly? What was that woman drinking?"

Annoyed, Drew playfully pushed Conner back by his shoulder. "No offense dude but I'm not trying to smell your breath...or hear any complaints about a beautiful woman randomly coming up to kiss you." Once his cup was refilled, Drew turned to face the crowd once more, giving Conner a look to let him know he poked fun all in good harm.

The crowd had withered down to the young adult age group, most parents taking their children to bed. These hours were when the craziest things would happen. Bodies thrashing together in a liberating samba of life, confetti being thrown into the air. People hunted for glitter just for occasions like this, to throw it in the air and on each other, sparkles raining down. It looked like fun.

But one person seemed a little stressed. Katherin came to where the men stood, ordering a drink and washing it down with an edge before asking for another. He meant to ask her if she was okay, he really did. Katherin was an amazing asset to the team, and if she were to be under the weather when they were just about to start the mission that could be bad. As a commander he did take concern, but tantalizing fingers across his broad chest made his nice guy part of the brain completely shut off. "You are just as tall as Mr. Conner......and just as handsome."

Her forward approach threw him off, and Drew found himself struggling for the right words, awkwardly stammering "I....uh....yea....thanks. My dads tall too."

Oh how he wish he could slap himself! My dads tall too!?!??! who says shit like that? This guy, supposedly. Of course everyone knew Lou was tall, he was a giant- both in height and muscle mass. Yet once again Drew found himself blurting out something stupid instead of taking his time to think it through. Luckily the girl identified as Sarah didn't seem to mind much. She pressed her weight against him, invading his personal space. Beside him, her twin was against Conner, informing him that she and her sister wanted to take Conner as their own little toys tonight. And although Drew found it as an appealing idea, he couldn't help but to be repulsed at how the girls had thrown themselves at him.

However Drew was a man, and like most men he was able to push aside mild distaste for temporary pleasure. Letting Sarah lace her fingers with his, Drew let Sarah lead him through the throng of people, Kayla and Conner following just behind.

He didn't realize where she was taking them, until he saw the familiar structure of the watering hole. It seemed empty for the most part, and once Sarah let go of Drew's hand and began to strip her clothes, Drew averted his eyes out of discomfort and respect. "Don't be shy." Cooed Sarah as she teased with the hem of his shirt. Pulling him toward the water, Drew glanced back at Kayla and Conner to see they were in their own world. Shrugging, Drew pulled off his shirt, kicking his shoes aside and joining Sarah in the water. She complained the water was cold, enticing Drew to wrap his arms around her tentatively. "I like a strong man." She breathed hotly before crashing her lips against his.

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Character Portrait: Conner Terrion Character Portrait: Andrew Hanover Character Portrait: Nizhoni Riversky Character Portrait: Katherin Blake Desdemona

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Drew Hanover


Before Conner could even respond, Nizhoni swept between them, throwing her head back in a carefree laugh. The torches along the walls flickering light reflected of the sheen across her prominent cheek bones - pulled high in a smile. Drew had known and operated with Nizhoni for years, and she was one of the few beautiful females he felt comfortable being himself around. With a bemused expression, Drew nodded Nizhoni as if to egg her on as she began to dig into Conner about the girl Drew remembered as Nina and the children supposedly knew as 'everybody's momma'. As Conner sent him a warning not to try for the easy shot, Drew threw his hands up as if he were proving they were empty, "I'm not that desperate." It was a little sad that Drew was infamous for his poor game with woman, he thought.

Shaking his head at the two as they bantered back and forth, drinking the rest of his beverage. Dark eyes moving across the room, Drew managed to find Bojangles in the crowd. The man was simply killing it on the dance floor. Truly a man of many hats, the ever amusing Mr. Bojangles never failed to have a good time. The only thing that prevented Drew from bursting out with laughter was seeing that dancing alongside of him was none other than Katherin. So she had said yes.

Ridiculous! Even Bojangles had better luck than him. Turning to the bar, Drew indicated a refill as Conner turned to him to ask "Does by breath smell that strongly? What was that woman drinking?"

Annoyed, Drew playfully pushed Conner back by his shoulder. "No offense dude but I'm not trying to smell your breath...or hear any complaints about a beautiful woman randomly coming up to kiss you." Once his cup was refilled, Drew turned to face the crowd once more, giving Conner a look to let him know he poked fun all in good harm.

The crowd had withered down to the young adult age group, most parents taking their children to bed. These hours were when the craziest things would happen. Bodies thrashing together in a liberating samba of life, confetti being thrown into the air. People hunted for glitter just for occasions like this, to throw it in the air and on each other, sparkles raining down. It looked like fun.

But one person seemed a little stressed. Katherin came to where the men stood, ordering a drink and washing it down with an edge before asking for another. He meant to ask her if she was okay, he really did. Katherin was an amazing asset to the team, and if she were to be under the weather when they were just about to start the mission that could be bad. As a commander he did take concern, but tantalizing fingers across his broad chest made his nice guy part of the brain completely shut off. "You are just as tall as Mr. Conner......and just as handsome."

Her forward approach threw him off, and Drew found himself struggling for the right words, awkwardly stammering "I....uh....yea....thanks. My dads tall too."

Oh how he wish he could slap himself! My dads tall too!?!??! who says shit like that? This guy, supposedly. Of course everyone knew Lou was tall, he was a giant- both in height and muscle mass. Yet once again Drew found himself blurting out something stupid instead of taking his time to think it through. Luckily the girl identified as Sarah didn't seem to mind much. She pressed her weight against him, invading his personal space. Beside him, her twin was against Conner, informing him that she and her sister wanted to take Conner as their own little toys tonight. And although Drew found it as an appealing idea, he couldn't help but to be repulsed at how the girls had thrown themselves at him.

However Drew was a man, and like most men he was able to push aside mild distaste for temporary pleasure. Letting Sarah lace her fingers with his, Drew let Sarah lead him through the throng of people, Kayla and Conner following just behind.

He didn't realize where she was taking them, until he saw the familiar structure of the watering hole. It seemed empty for the most part, and once Sarah let go of Drew's hand and began to strip her clothes, Drew averted his eyes out of discomfort and respect. "Don't be shy." Cooed Sarah as she teased with the hem of his shirt. Pulling him toward the water, Drew glanced back at Kayla and Conner to see they were in their own world. Shrugging, Drew pulled off his shirt, kicking his shoes aside and joining Sarah in the water. She complained the water was cold, enticing Drew to wrap his arms around her tentatively. "I like a strong man." She breathed hotly before crashing her lips against his.

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Character Portrait: Conner Terrion Character Portrait: Andrew Hanover Character Portrait: Nizhoni Riversky Character Portrait: Katherin Blake Desdemona

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Drew Hanover


Before Conner could even respond, Nizhoni swept between them, throwing her head back in a carefree laugh. The torches along the walls flickering light reflected of the sheen across her prominent cheek bones - pulled high in a smile. Drew had known and operated with Nizhoni for years, and she was one of the few beautiful females he felt comfortable being himself around. With a bemused expression, Drew nodded Nizhoni as if to egg her on as she began to dig into Conner about the girl Drew remembered as Nina and the children supposedly knew as 'everybody's momma'. As Conner sent him a warning not to try for the easy shot, Drew threw his hands up as if he were proving they were empty, "I'm not that desperate." It was a little sad that Drew was infamous for his poor game with woman, he thought.

Shaking his head at the two as they bantered back and forth, drinking the rest of his beverage. Dark eyes moving across the room, Drew managed to find Bojangles in the crowd. The man was simply killing it on the dance floor. Truly a man of many hats, the ever amusing Mr. Bojangles never failed to have a good time. The only thing that prevented Drew from bursting out with laughter was seeing that dancing alongside of him was none other than Katherin. So she had said yes.

Ridiculous! Even Bojangles had better luck than him. Turning to the bar, Drew indicated a refill as Conner turned to him to ask "Does by breath smell that strongly? What was that woman drinking?"

Annoyed, Drew playfully pushed Conner back by his shoulder. "No offense dude but I'm not trying to smell your breath...or hear any complaints about a beautiful woman randomly coming up to kiss you." Once his cup was refilled, Drew turned to face the crowd once more, giving Conner a look to let him know he poked fun all in good harm.

The crowd had withered down to the young adult age group, most parents taking their children to bed. These hours were when the craziest things would happen. Bodies thrashing together in a liberating samba of life, confetti being thrown into the air. People hunted for glitter just for occasions like this, to throw it in the air and on each other, sparkles raining down. It looked like fun.

But one person seemed a little stressed. Katherin came to where the men stood, ordering a drink and washing it down with an edge before asking for another. He meant to ask her if she was okay, he really did. Katherin was an amazing asset to the team, and if she were to be under the weather when they were just about to start the mission that could be bad. As a commander he did take concern, but tantalizing fingers across his broad chest made his nice guy part of the brain completely shut off. "You are just as tall as Mr. Conner......and just as handsome."

Her forward approach threw him off, and Drew found himself struggling for the right words, awkwardly stammering "I....uh....yea....thanks. My dads tall too."

Oh how he wish he could slap himself! My dads tall too!?!??! who says shit like that? This guy, supposedly. Of course everyone knew Lou was tall, he was a giant- both in height and muscle mass. Yet once again Drew found himself blurting out something stupid instead of taking his time to think it through. Luckily the girl identified as Sarah didn't seem to mind much. She pressed her weight against him, invading his personal space. Beside him, her twin was against Conner, informing him that she and her sister wanted to take Conner as their own little toys tonight. And although Drew found it as an appealing idea, he couldn't help but to be repulsed at how the girls had thrown themselves at him.

However Drew was a man, and like most men he was able to push aside mild distaste for temporary pleasure. Letting Sarah lace her fingers with his, Drew let Sarah lead him through the throng of people, Kayla and Conner following just behind.

He didn't realize where she was taking them, until he saw the familiar structure of the watering hole. It seemed empty for the most part, and once Sarah let go of Drew's hand and began to strip her clothes, Drew averted his eyes out of discomfort and respect. "Don't be shy." Cooed Sarah as she teased with the hem of his shirt. Pulling him toward the water, Drew glanced back at Kayla and Conner to see they were in their own world. Shrugging, Drew pulled off his shirt, kicking his shoes aside and joining Sarah in the water. She complained the water was cold, enticing Drew to wrap his arms around her tentatively. "I like a strong man." She breathed hotly before crashing her lips against his.

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Character Portrait: Conner Terrion Character Portrait: Andrew Hanover Character Portrait: Nizhoni Riversky Character Portrait: Katherin Blake Desdemona

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Drew Hanover


Before Conner could even respond, Nizhoni swept between them, throwing her head back in a carefree laugh. The torches along the walls flickering light reflected of the sheen across her prominent cheek bones - pulled high in a smile. Drew had known and operated with Nizhoni for years, and she was one of the few beautiful females he felt comfortable being himself around. With a bemused expression, Drew nodded Nizhoni as if to egg her on as she began to dig into Conner about the girl Drew remembered as Nina and the children supposedly knew as 'everybody's momma'. As Conner sent him a warning not to try for the easy shot, Drew threw his hands up as if he were proving they were empty, "I'm not that desperate." It was a little sad that Drew was infamous for his poor game with woman, he thought.

Shaking his head at the two as they bantered back and forth, drinking the rest of his beverage. Dark eyes moving across the room, Drew managed to find Bojangles in the crowd. The man was simply killing it on the dance floor. Truly a man of many hats, the ever amusing Mr. Bojangles never failed to have a good time. The only thing that prevented Drew from bursting out with laughter was seeing that dancing alongside of him was none other than Katherin. So she had said yes.

Ridiculous! Even Bojangles had better luck than him. Turning to the bar, Drew indicated a refill as Conner turned to him to ask "Does by breath smell that strongly? What was that woman drinking?"

Annoyed, Drew playfully pushed Conner back by his shoulder. "No offense dude but I'm not trying to smell your breath...or hear any complaints about a beautiful woman randomly coming up to kiss you." Once his cup was refilled, Drew turned to face the crowd once more, giving Conner a look to let him know he poked fun all in good harm.

The crowd had withered down to the young adult age group, most parents taking their children to bed. These hours were when the craziest things would happen. Bodies thrashing together in a liberating samba of life, confetti being thrown into the air. People hunted for glitter just for occasions like this, to throw it in the air and on each other, sparkles raining down. It looked like fun.

But one person seemed a little stressed. Katherin came to where the men stood, ordering a drink and washing it down with an edge before asking for another. He meant to ask her if she was okay, he really did. Katherin was an amazing asset to the team, and if she were to be under the weather when they were just about to start the mission that could be bad. As a commander he did take concern, but tantalizing fingers across his broad chest made his nice guy part of the brain completely shut off. "You are just as tall as Mr. Conner......and just as handsome."

Her forward approach threw him off, and Drew found himself struggling for the right words, awkwardly stammering "I....uh....yea....thanks. My dads tall too."

Oh how he wish he could slap himself! My dads tall too!?!??! who says shit like that? This guy, supposedly. Of course everyone knew Lou was tall, he was a giant- both in height and muscle mass. Yet once again Drew found himself blurting out something stupid instead of taking his time to think it through. Luckily the girl identified as Sarah didn't seem to mind much. She pressed her weight against him, invading his personal space. Beside him, her twin was against Conner, informing him that she and her sister wanted to take Conner as their own little toys tonight. And although Drew found it as an appealing idea, he couldn't help but to be repulsed at how the girls had thrown themselves at him.

However Drew was a man, and like most men he was able to push aside mild distaste for temporary pleasure. Letting Sarah lace her fingers with his, Drew let Sarah lead him through the throng of people, Kayla and Conner following just behind.

He didn't realize where she was taking them, until he saw the familiar structure of the watering hole. It seemed empty for the most part, and once Sarah let go of Drew's hand and began to strip her clothes, Drew averted his eyes out of discomfort and respect. "Don't be shy." Cooed Sarah as she teased with the hem of his shirt. Pulling him toward the water, Drew glanced back at Kayla and Conner to see they were in their own world. Shrugging, Drew pulled off his shirt, kicking his shoes aside and joining Sarah in the water. She complained the water was cold, enticing Drew to wrap his arms around her tentatively. "I like a strong man." She breathed hotly before crashing her lips against his.

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Character Portrait: Conner Terrion Character Portrait: Andrew Hanover Character Portrait: Katherin Blake Desdemona

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After a few moments of the burn slowly moving through her veins, Kat's nerves became warm and everything calmed down completely. Distantly she noticed her boss's kid and Connor good Kat you finally remembered a name getting propositioned by two chicks. She chuckled, good job boys. She let the bar tender know she wanted another drink and with a raised eyebrow he filled her glass. By this time she, thankfully, had the start of what could be a pretty good buzz. Excellent. Halfway through the third drink and she barely noticed the others walking away from the bar. What she did notice, however, was the arm wrapping around her back. Her eyes glanced to the side, ready to hit whoever had touched her. Seeing who is was made her freeze and she instead turned to stare in confusion at Bojangles. He was asking if she was alright. Why?

"Hmmm. I'm fine now. Just needed a drink." She thought about shrugging his arm off but blame it on the alcohol or the mission she had just returned from, it felt kind of nice. Kat turned back to her drink, finishing it before grinning cheekily at him. "Why are you so worried, was my dancing that bad?" At the last word she poked him softly in the chest.

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Watching her bring the drink to her lips confused him. Bojangles never really knew why people would drink. Bojangles was too paranoid that the people that didn't like him already would be even more inclined to attack him with a bit of alcohol in their system. If someone were to do something about their dislike of him, he wanted to be sober when it happened-and besides when applesauce tasted so good, he'd rather tote that around.

She finished her drink, and Bojangles wanted to try something. Keeping his arm around her, he opened his bottle, and filled her glass with applesauce.

Bojangles knew he must of done something right. She looked kind of happy to see him, and hadn't smacked him. He had his hands on her after all. Throwing out Drew's comment on what Kat would do if he screwed up, he closed the distance between them. They were close right now, but just not close as Bojangles wanted. She softly poked his chest, with the question "Why are you so worried, was my dancing that bad?"

"Well..." he remarked with a smile. He decided this was as good a time as any to make another move. Tossing aside regrets(and common sense)he put them closer by having his hands meet behind her back. "Now I'm here, and I got you. So, what's gonna happen now?" He matched her cheeky grin with another, and he held her, hoping she was enjoying the embrace, and not plotting to stab him.

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Character Portrait: Katherin Blake Desdemona

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Being so close to him brought on the realization that he, like everyone else around here, was taller than her. Quite a bit actually. She glanced down at his arms around her before glaring at her glass.....now filled with applesauce. Well, she wouldn't need a drink for a little while now anyway, the buzz was still going strong. Kat looked up at him, her foggy mind taking in the details of his skin and cheeky smile. A brief idea flitted in her mind and seeing nothing wrong with it, she went with it. One hand grabbed his collar while the other reached behind his neck. Before she could think otherwise she leaned up to kiss him for a few seconds on the lips. She didn't know what game she had started but it wasn't in her to lose. Pulling back with an evil smirk she tapped her finger on his chin.

"What's going to happen now, is I'm going to ignore the fact that there is applesauce in my glass, and then I'm going to find my way to fresh air to see if I can possible see some stars." Her eyebrow raised as she tilted her head to look at him thoughtfully. "Care to join me, since you seem to proud to have caught me?"

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There Bojangles stood, with Kat in his arms. He couldn't believe it was happening. It's been said that this girl would maim someone if they screwed up, and he had her in his arms. She'd noticed the applesauce, but didn't seem too upset. The thoughts that were racing through his head were soon interrupted when she started climbing on him. Pushing the two closer with her hand on his neck, and one pulling him in on his collar. The two were sucked together, but Bojangles sure didn't mind. She pulled away with a smile, that worried, but more over excited him. Soon, her finger was on his chin.

"What's going to happen now, is I'm going to ignore the fact that there is applesauce in my glass, and then I'm going to find my way to fresh air to see if I can possible see some stars." She had noticed the applesauce... He didn't know why she wanted to see the stars, but he would go with her none the less. She leaned back to look at him, and he held her gaze. "Care to join my, since you seem to proud to have caught me?" Taking in her words, he hoped she hadn't realized how big it was for him. "Well, wouldn't wanna be anywhere else."

He didn't want to break the embrace, but he had to if they were going to go anywhere. The regrets weren't too high, as he quickly grabbed her hand after. "Let's go then."

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His hand was warm. It had been too long since Kat had felt someone elses hand...completely ignoring the times when the hand had been attempting to strangle or attack her. She chuckled silently at the thought as she led him around. She had no idea where she was going at the moment but her feet did and soon enough (though it probably took a while, the alcohol played with her mind a bit) they found themselves standing in a crowd of trees. She smiled widely and looked up, Bojangles' hand still firmly clasped in hers.

"You know....no matter how much the world changes, how much we change, how shitty everything gets.... the stars are still up there twinkling away and being as beautiful as ever. It's reassuring, ya know?" She didn't even know what she was saying, her mouth seemed to have a mind of it's own. A cold breeze hit her and she shivered slightly, unconsciously moving closer to him so she didn't feel as cold. She couldn't see many stars from where they were standing, and the grass under her feet looked wet. But it was calm and peaceful and between the mission she had just been on and the mission she was about to go on, this was exactly what she wanted.

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Bojangles was surprised it had lasted this long. Not many people chose to be around him, though he was glad that this one did. She led him, and he was glad she did. There were only a few places he could of led her to- the mess hall, his room, the workshop, and an exit outside. All the locations were equally likely. He only knew a few routes for the important things. They arrived, trees huddling around them in the night. Their hands were together, and he had no intentions of separating them.

They were under the trees and below the stars, when Katherine broke the silence. "You know....no matter how much the world changes, how much we change, how shitty everything gets.... the stars are still up there twinkling away and being as beautiful as ever. It's reassuring, ya know?" Bojangles turned his head to hear her. "Way to turn philosophical on me," a short pause interrupting his thoughts. "Yeah, yeah. I hear ya. They're just up there, and do their thing. Sort of like a mockingbird.. It's a sin to kill those ya know." Bojangles didn't know where he was going with the comment, and wasn't too sure how long she'd stay, but a breeze lowered his worries as she neared him for warmth. "Oh you.." Seeing her move closer, he put her arms around her. "You cold?" He'd tease, but he had to reveal how he really felt. "You know, I could stay like this forever."