09-25-2017, 05:38 AM
Another day in the life of an agitated teenage Prime. The panther awakes in her cove. Agitated, however, is the last thing she is feeling today. After killing a dragon, she earned some freakin’ bragging rights.
Speaking of the dragon, she had forgotten that it’s head was in her pocket. It would be awesome to hang that up in the bar. Bianca will surely kill her for that, but it’s her city and her accomplishment. She got out of bed with a hearty hop and put some clothes on the headed up stairs to the bar.
“Hey, Bianca! I got you some cool decorations.” Bianca’s face went flat instantly.
“Oh gods,” she muttered to herself before coming around the counter quickly yelling at Amber. “No, no, no! Amber it looks fine in here, please don't ruin it by hanging the ugly head of some random creature up or something else stupid!”
“Hey, that was a pretty good guess, but it isn't just a random creature’s head. It's a fucking dragon skull.” She says excitedly much to her friend's dismay.
“That’s legitimately the worst thing you could have told me. It will be huge Amber! It’s going to wreck the appeal of the bar.”
“Did you forget that most of your customers are burlesque marauders?” Amber said pulling the dragon skull out of nowhere from the empty spaces of time.
“...I’m actually much more scared that you just used the word burlesque.” Bianca replied with her still flat expression hinting some admiration.
“I'm not a totally crazy barbarian, Bianca.”
“Well, you sure act like it.” The blonde sighs. “Fine, hang your ugly dragon skull, but no more decapitated beings will be hung on my walls!”
“Alright, alright, I get it.” The faunus attempts to calm her, increasing the size of huge skull. If she wanted to, she could walk through its gaping maw without even having to duck. Bianca shrank at the sight of it, the horror on her face was unmistakable. Though, she couldn't be sure if it was because of the ungodly size of the bony skull, or the thought that the dragon was once alive and Amber took it on alone.
After some difficult few minutes of angling the thing right and nailing it in, there it hung, with a plaque and fully trophy-fied. The golden plaque underneath the jaw filled with a row of dagger-sized teeth read, Votamiks, Died by the Hands of Amber Veritz.’ The faunus proudly gazed upon her glory for the moment being. It felt good to see that she had gotten so strong to take on a creature said to be the primal incarnate of raw power.
It was slightly short-lived, though, as she was interrupted by Murasaki.
“Hey, Amber.” He said to catch the faunus’ attention. She snapped back into reality. “We should talk.”
“Alright.” She replied following him down the dim lit tunnels of dirt to their intelligence room. It was really their only safe refuge from other people. It was like a secret bunker ten meters below the ground. “So, what’s up?” The cat girl says taking a seat in the extremely comfy computer chair.
“You’re getting a lot stronger, Amber, we’ve all noticed it.”
“I sure have! I've never felt so powerful in my entire life! I feel like a rabid animal that’s been shot with adrenaline and steroids!” Amber apparently seems to take some pride in calling herself a mangy drug-fueled beast.
“Yes, well, I wanted to remind you that you shouldn't let it go to your head. There are stronger Primes out there. Diablo, The Empire and The Kingdom all are powers to be feared.” He says pulling up some things on the dataverse with the mouse. Some scarce information about the three factions he mentioned. “There’s nothing specific here, but these three factions seem to have a lot of ground in the Omniverse. Do not get on their bad side.”
“You got it boss.” She replied, skimming through some of the information on the screen. “Yeah, they’ve certainly been around for some time now. I hope they don't turn our gaze on us.”
“Well, from the research I did, we’re in luck. Neither the Empire or the Kingdom have a presence here in the Frozen Fields, nor do they really have reasons to in the first place. I think we’ll be relatively safe if we don't pose a threat to them.” He explains pointing out some information on the screen as he does so.
“Keep it on the down-low then, got it.” Amber responses in agreement. “Might be kind of difficult to do so, but maybe we’ll get lucky and they’ll just leave us alone.”
“I don't think we should be praying for something like that, Amber. These are people's’ lives on the line - Your people. You might be able to live after death, but the rest of us don't really have that blessing, or curse whatever you want to view it as.” Murasaki continues to enlighten the faunus. “We need some basic defenses at least so we can protect those who can't protect themselves.”
“Yeah, I get it.” Amber grunts. “I will work on that, I just need some more time. I am glad to have you here, ‘Saki. Shit would not be running the way they are without you.”
“Well, I do my best because you do yours. Keep being amazing and I'll keep doing what I do.” Murasaki flashes her a thumbs up with a slight smile.
“You got it.” She smiles back. After showing her a few more things on the dataverse, the faunus rises from the chair. “Okay, I can't sit here and stare at this computer screen the way you do. I think I'll be heading out. Keep me updated on things.”
“Alright, I will see you later, kitty.” The dark-haired boy jokes with a bit of a snicker. The faunus’ face turns red.
“I-I'm not a kitty, I'm a panther!”
“Which is a cat.” He corrects her.
“It is a feline - A majestic, 200lb, badass feline.” She growls with a huff of air and storms out of the room. Murasaki just laughs at the desired reaction.
Speaking of the dragon, she had forgotten that it’s head was in her pocket. It would be awesome to hang that up in the bar. Bianca will surely kill her for that, but it’s her city and her accomplishment. She got out of bed with a hearty hop and put some clothes on the headed up stairs to the bar.
“Hey, Bianca! I got you some cool decorations.” Bianca’s face went flat instantly.
“Oh gods,” she muttered to herself before coming around the counter quickly yelling at Amber. “No, no, no! Amber it looks fine in here, please don't ruin it by hanging the ugly head of some random creature up or something else stupid!”
“Hey, that was a pretty good guess, but it isn't just a random creature’s head. It's a fucking dragon skull.” She says excitedly much to her friend's dismay.
“That’s legitimately the worst thing you could have told me. It will be huge Amber! It’s going to wreck the appeal of the bar.”
“Did you forget that most of your customers are burlesque marauders?” Amber said pulling the dragon skull out of nowhere from the empty spaces of time.
“...I’m actually much more scared that you just used the word burlesque.” Bianca replied with her still flat expression hinting some admiration.
“I'm not a totally crazy barbarian, Bianca.”
“Well, you sure act like it.” The blonde sighs. “Fine, hang your ugly dragon skull, but no more decapitated beings will be hung on my walls!”
“Alright, alright, I get it.” The faunus attempts to calm her, increasing the size of huge skull. If she wanted to, she could walk through its gaping maw without even having to duck. Bianca shrank at the sight of it, the horror on her face was unmistakable. Though, she couldn't be sure if it was because of the ungodly size of the bony skull, or the thought that the dragon was once alive and Amber took it on alone.
After some difficult few minutes of angling the thing right and nailing it in, there it hung, with a plaque and fully trophy-fied. The golden plaque underneath the jaw filled with a row of dagger-sized teeth read, Votamiks, Died by the Hands of Amber Veritz.’ The faunus proudly gazed upon her glory for the moment being. It felt good to see that she had gotten so strong to take on a creature said to be the primal incarnate of raw power.
It was slightly short-lived, though, as she was interrupted by Murasaki.
“Hey, Amber.” He said to catch the faunus’ attention. She snapped back into reality. “We should talk.”
“Alright.” She replied following him down the dim lit tunnels of dirt to their intelligence room. It was really their only safe refuge from other people. It was like a secret bunker ten meters below the ground. “So, what’s up?” The cat girl says taking a seat in the extremely comfy computer chair.
“You’re getting a lot stronger, Amber, we’ve all noticed it.”
“I sure have! I've never felt so powerful in my entire life! I feel like a rabid animal that’s been shot with adrenaline and steroids!” Amber apparently seems to take some pride in calling herself a mangy drug-fueled beast.
“Yes, well, I wanted to remind you that you shouldn't let it go to your head. There are stronger Primes out there. Diablo, The Empire and The Kingdom all are powers to be feared.” He says pulling up some things on the dataverse with the mouse. Some scarce information about the three factions he mentioned. “There’s nothing specific here, but these three factions seem to have a lot of ground in the Omniverse. Do not get on their bad side.”
“You got it boss.” She replied, skimming through some of the information on the screen. “Yeah, they’ve certainly been around for some time now. I hope they don't turn our gaze on us.”
“Well, from the research I did, we’re in luck. Neither the Empire or the Kingdom have a presence here in the Frozen Fields, nor do they really have reasons to in the first place. I think we’ll be relatively safe if we don't pose a threat to them.” He explains pointing out some information on the screen as he does so.
“Keep it on the down-low then, got it.” Amber responses in agreement. “Might be kind of difficult to do so, but maybe we’ll get lucky and they’ll just leave us alone.”
“I don't think we should be praying for something like that, Amber. These are people's’ lives on the line - Your people. You might be able to live after death, but the rest of us don't really have that blessing, or curse whatever you want to view it as.” Murasaki continues to enlighten the faunus. “We need some basic defenses at least so we can protect those who can't protect themselves.”
“Yeah, I get it.” Amber grunts. “I will work on that, I just need some more time. I am glad to have you here, ‘Saki. Shit would not be running the way they are without you.”
“Well, I do my best because you do yours. Keep being amazing and I'll keep doing what I do.” Murasaki flashes her a thumbs up with a slight smile.
“You got it.” She smiles back. After showing her a few more things on the dataverse, the faunus rises from the chair. “Okay, I can't sit here and stare at this computer screen the way you do. I think I'll be heading out. Keep me updated on things.”
“Alright, I will see you later, kitty.” The dark-haired boy jokes with a bit of a snicker. The faunus’ face turns red.
“I-I'm not a kitty, I'm a panther!”
“Which is a cat.” He corrects her.
“It is a feline - A majestic, 200lb, badass feline.” She growls with a huff of air and storms out of the room. Murasaki just laughs at the desired reaction.
"I've been neglected, harassed, beaten, and diminished all my life. What motivates me to continue? The glory of proving people wrong. Being worth more than the numbing existence offered me. To be a hero." - Amber