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andrea~ OFFLINE   Forum Posts: 57 |
Posted: Tue, 14/11/2023 11:49 (1 Year ago) |
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“Well I suppose prey isn’t the most fitting word either. What’s a better word for it….goods? Mmm, yeah, that seems like a better term. You’ve no idea how easy men are to manipulate after a few drinks, a couple accidental displays of indecency and the like. Rohypnol is a particularly handy drug to induce sleep. As well as anterograde amnesia. Though most don’t survive more than a day after interacting with me.” Andrea drawls out, curling her fingers like a cat and admiring her way-too-pointy purple nails. “Well….If you do wanna show your appreciation, sweetheart, there is something you can do. And please, do feel free to call me Alia…..” Andrea trails off for a moment or two, as if considering if she should continue. “What do you say you spend some of your free time with me? I could teach you how to do forensic analysis. A little bit more knowledge never hurt anyone, y’know what I mean, cutie?” Andrea clearly enjoyed seeing how flustered Cass got, evident by the small smile on her face, the most genuine expression she had ever showed during this…intern welcome thingy. “Chin up, darling. Appearances may not be everything, but it’s certainly damn helpful. Put on an air of confidence, hold yourself with pride. And try not to fluster and stutter. It’s cute, that’s for sure, but won’t leave a good impression on your work partners.” Andrea purred out, stretching out a hand to flick upwards, gesturing to Cass. [Read more] |
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andrea~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 57 |
Posted: Sun, 12/11/2023 02:24 (1 Year ago) |
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Cass definitely looked like a child on sugar high. Bouncing about her spot, wide-eyed and grinning, she reminded Andrea of a small child on way too much sugar that was just informed she was going to Disneyland. Interesting. A little nervous, perhaps, but there wasn’t the usual fear others had when talking to her. This was more like…should she say, a childlike mix of curiosity and awe? And with that thought, Andrea’s lips curved upwards in a small smirk- she had found her new target. “Well then, hello to you, Cass. I admire your guts to approach me, and judging from your work these past few months…I’d consider you less annoying.” She drawled out, swirling the wine in her glass before taking a sip. It was quite true, Andrea had been observing the young girl for quite some time, amazed by her skill at the age where most other girls would still be schooling, chatting about girly things or boys or whatever. Cass seemed mature for her age. No matter, she was still a little innocent. A compliment here, a well placed praise there, and she would have Cassidy as a sort of…victim? No no, what was that word again? Ah yes, an apprentice. “Ma’am? Well, that’s a first. I’ve only ever had…well, men scream that out as they begged me to- never mind that’s not very PG. A little too gruesome and violent. Point is, I’ve never been addressed as such unless it’s my new prey” Andrea mimed the slicing of a neck as well as several other gestures that looked suspiciously like organ harvesting. “But anyways, sweetheart, I must insist on letting your first sip of alcohol be a good one. If you ever wish to try alcohol, do come find me.” Andrea’s smirk grew wider when Cass flushed under her gaze, probably realising what she had just addressed Andrea as. “Call me Andrea, darling. Or Alia, whichever you’re more comfortable with” The compliments seem to be causing Cass to trip over her words with an adorable stutter. “I know I’m talented, cutie. Though I appreciate the compliment. You’re not too shabby yourself.” Three nicknames had slipped out already, Andrea’s words seemingly nonchalant. Silver-tongued and eloquent, her words rolled off her tongue with ease, bringing with it a waterfall of compliments for the young Cassidy. [Read more] |
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andrea~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 57 |
Posted: Sat, 11/11/2023 13:08 (1 Year ago) |
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andrea~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 57 |
Posted: Sat, 11/11/2023 13:07 (1 Year ago) |
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A small pause, as Andrea’s sharp eyes drank in the odd sight before her, scanning this new… victim carefully. This girl sure seemed to have swallowed a lion, to date to approach her. Andrea sighed, straightening to her full height with a concerning crack of her bones, towering over Cass’ short stature. 17, and already Investigative Assistant. Impressive. A small smile crept onto her face, as Andrea husked out in a low purr “Cassidy Louvin, our young, bright mind. How may I assist you?.” With a grin that was almost predatory, she stalked closer to Cass, long red hair nearly touching Cass’ face as she leaned forward. Hearing what she had to said, she let out a light chuckle. Andrea couldn’t help but marvel at Cass’ boldness. “Perhaps you’d like to open your eyes first? And rest assured, this is merely Cabernet Sauvignon. One of my favourites, though this one’s particularly…rich. I’d offer you some, but I’d hate to give alcohol to a minor. Come back next year, hmm? Or whenever you’re allowed to drink, I’ll save a lil something special for you.” Andrea's eyes, sharp and discerning, betrayed a calculated intent beneath the facade of friendliness, voice no more than a velvety whisper. A well-manicured hand reached out, as if wanting to grab Cassidy, before retracting, instead tapping against the wine glass with a thoughtful rhythm “You’re interesting” Andrea commented, gaze sharp and unyielding. “And talented to” High praise coming from the rumoured insane forensic analyst. [Read more] |
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andrea~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 57 |
Posted: Fri, 10/11/2023 07:32 (1 Year ago) |
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Celine’s eyes lit up immediately. Paperwork? She loved paperwork. Every document on her desk found its place in a perfectly arranged array, and each line she penned exuded a deliberate accuracy. No matter who it was, her colleagues or clients never failed to marvel at the flawlessness of her reports, as Celine's commitment to precision became a hallmark of her professional reputation. In the bustling offices where chaos often reigned, Celine stood out as a paragon of order and precision, an ever sturdy pen and a bright mind full of fresh yet organized ideas. Her approach to documentation was akin to crafting a delicate piece of art. Each stroke of her pen was purposeful, forming letters with an unwavering consistency. She scrutinized every figure and cross-referenced details with an almost obsessive attention to accuracy. Colossal spreadsheets and complex reports were tackled with a methodical grace that turned the most daunting tasks into a ballet of meticulousness. Her commitment to precision was not just a personal quirk but a professional asset. Highly sought out for projects that demanded an exacting eye, Celine would never fail to deliver outcomes that were not only error-free but also infused with a level of detail that set a new standard within the organization. Where she lacked in time management, she made up for in the sheer flawlessness of her work. Yet, beneath the surface of this precision-driven exterior, Celine was more than a walking calculator. She possessed a profound understanding of the importance of her work, realizing that the accuracy of her paperwork had a ripple effect on the entire team's efficiency. Her attention to detail wasn't just about perfection for its own sake; it was a commitment to ensuring the smooth functioning of the intricate machinery that kept the office running. While some might view her meticulous nature as bordering on the obsessive, others recognized the value she brought to the workplace. Celine, with her pens, folders, and spreadsheets, had become an indispensable cornerstone of the office's operational integrity, transforming paperwork from a mundane task into an art form of precision and reliability. And with that, she plopped down onto the floor, got into a comfortable position and pulled out a stack of papers, checking them through thoroughly, tuning out whatever silly arguments those around her were having. Or whatever it was they were talking to each other about. Casually observing the crowd over the glass of red wine? blood? in her hand, Andrea’s gaze was sharp and piercing, boring into your soul should you accidentally (or deliberately) make eye contact with her. She cradled the delicate wine glass between her fingers, the deep red liquid swirling within. With each sip, she savored the rich flavor, her posture exuding an undeniable haughtiness. The subtle tilt of her head and the way her eyes gleamed over the rim of the glass spoke of a connoisseur reveling in the exquisite taste, making even the simple act of drinking red wine a display of elegance and refinement. Her gaze was at best dismissive, yet cold and calculating. Glaring at a daring trainee, Andrea sent said boy scampering away in fear, lips parted in a snarl as she flashed a set of teeth too sharp to be normal at him. [Read more] |
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andrea~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 57 |
Posted: Tue, 07/11/2023 05:19 (1 Year ago) |
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andrea~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 57 |
Posted: Mon, 06/11/2023 23:31 (1 Year ago) |
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Gender: Female Age: 22 Birthday: 14 Dec Role at the Agency: Forensic Analyst Personality: She is confident, analytical, and ambitious in their behavior. Andrea loves to pursue knowledge and tend to be very logically minded. She tends to listen to her strong intuition and loves to see how everything connects together. She is focused on the bigger picture and may overlook small details. Intellectuals are very logical and rational. She bases her decisions on what makes sense and might have a harder time connecting emotionally. Andrea is organized and prefer following a plan, loving to set and achieve goals. Probably one of the more mentally unstable ones, Andrea is narcissistic and passive aggressive. She is described as a cynical, sadistic and psychopathic person, having long lost the very essence of what it means to be human. She is smart, not just in terms of intellect but also street smarts. But above all, she is manipulative. Is she ever truly on anyone’s side? She can be a saint, she can be a devil, a sweetheart or a monster, depending on her audience. Personality Type: INTJ The Intellectual | 5w4 The Philosopher Description:  []Height: 162cm []Weight: 48kg []Skin Tone: ghostly pale []Hair Style: wavy and long, fringe tied into a small plait []Hair Colour: red []Eye Colour: murky whitish grey, like a pool of arsenic []Clothes: simple turtleneck blouse with a black coverall? []Accessories: a syringe hairpin, syringe necklace and some sort of cattle skull headband []Other: TBD History: Efficient, reliable and fantastic at her work, Andrea is not a person to be doubted. She gets the job done, no questions asked, even if she does pocket a few samples of skin and blood every now and then. Sexuality: Lesbian Voice Claim: Lee Si Won (Devil’s Plan) a great Netflix series you should defo watch [Read more] |
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andrea~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 57 |
Posted: Mon, 06/11/2023 09:46 (1 Year ago) |
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Gender: Female Age: 21 Birthday: 8 February Role at the Agency: Secretary Personality: They tend to be altruistic and purposeful in their behavior. They have the will to alleviate human suffering and desire love and acceptance above all else. They are service-oriented and humble, seeking to help better the lives of those in their community. In their unassuming, understated way, they help make the world go round. Hardworking and devoted, people with this personality type feel a deep sense of responsibility to those around them. They can be counted on to meet deadlines, remember special occasions, uphold traditions, and shower their loved ones with gestures of care and support. But they rarely demand recognition for all that they do, preferring instead to operate behind the scenes. She is capable, with a wealth of versatile gifts. Though sensitive and caring, Defenders also have excellent analytical abilities and an eye for detail. And despite their reserve, they tend to have well-developed people skills and robust social relationships. Personality Type: ISFJ The Caregiver | 2w1 The Companion Description:  []Height: 170cm []Weight: 55kg []Skin Tone: pale ivory []Hair Style: long and a little wavy, usually untied []Hair Colour: pink gradient fading to orange-yellow, like the sunrise []Eye Colour: light purple []Clothes: a plain white dress somehow kept pristine []Accessories: rose choker, rose hairclips, star earrings []Other: nil History: TBD Sexuality: bisexual Voice Claim: Rosie Betzler (Jojo Rabbit) + reserve a forensic analyst? [Read more] |
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andrea~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 57 |
Posted: Tue, 24/10/2023 23:34 (1 Year ago) |
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Coca meanwhile, had calmed down somewhat, curious eyes still cloudy from having just transformed, patches of dragon scales still visible on parts of her neck, yet gaze intent and fixed solely on Snapdragon. [Read more] |
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andrea~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 57 |
Posted: Mon, 23/10/2023 00:03 (1 Year ago) |
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Andrea hummed, following quickly after Natalia when she left for the stage, both quickly taking front seats to this little show. Arm in arm, Andrea smiled as Natalia leaned against her, content by the Kelpie’s actions as she ran her slender, calloused fingers through Natalia’s fiery red hair as she braided it. Taking a glance up at Kafka and Daavit, she shoots Lăcrămioara a look of mild amusement, as if to say “there goes Natalia’s powdered unicorn bone” Andrea looked quite delighted by the scene that played out, to tell you the truth. A small smile broke the smooth porcelain skin of her face as she gazed through her shades at Kafka and Daavit. Purple eyes, void of emotion held the gaze of blood red ones. Oh, what fun this was going to be. (people have lives and business of their own to attend to. there’s really no need to keep posting if you don’t have anything to post, please be patient, the roleplay isn’t going to die simply because no one has posted in a week….) [Read more] |
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andrea~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 57 |
Posted: Tue, 10/10/2023 12:31 (1 Year ago) |
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Andrea hums, quietly watching the scene, before wrapping a gentle arm around Natalia and turning her away. The two seemed to be discussing something, having finished discussion with the vampire. “Of course Ibaball can be cleaned, cutie. Just leave it to soak for a bit~” Celine answers cheerily, taking a now clean Ibaball out from the tub. “Come on, we should dry Ibaball” [Read more] |
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andrea~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 57 |
Posted: Mon, 09/10/2023 06:44 (1 Year ago) |
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Cami slowly takes a few steps back, keeping wary eyes trained on the dragon “We should have run earlier…” [Read more] |
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andrea~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 57 |
Posted: Mon, 09/10/2023 03:19 (1 Year ago) |
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(or perhaps it is the fault of the writers behind the character who know nothing but angst) “Hey there, Lăcrămioara~ No need for pleasantries, aren’t we good friends?” Natalia replies, the grin stretching her mouth wider than humanly possible. She doesn’t take long to mull over his proposition, humming thoughtfully. “Whatever do you mean, Fangs? I have never interfered with any of your assignments~ That’s simply too rude of me, do I look like that kind of person? Buuut, it is a tempting offer, seeing as I may or may not have killed off my last assistant for being so ridiculously incompetent at simple, menial tasks of labor. Though I’m surprised a skilled……craftsman like you would trouble yourself with such menial tasks.” She is, suffice to say, intrigued by Lăcrămioara’s offer. “Well now you’ve got me hooked, Fangs~ Fledglings of Unnaturals are horribly popular nowadays. And you’re in luck- I’ve been craving to break a new toy into submission for a while now~” Natalia was narcissistic at best, and Lăcrămioara damn well knew it. Not that she minded, though, the vampire singing praises of her was pure music to her ears. After all, honeyed words should only be reciprocated, right? Put Andrea, Natalia and Lăcrămioara together and they’d sway anyone to their command in mere minutes. Throw in Daavit? And you had the perfect definition of evil. They were notable names for a reason. Each rose to the top with their own unique qualities, bonded by their shared apathy towards others. Hell had better hope they never united as one force, else they bask in the ruins of the world. An interesting choice. And one of Celine’s personal favourites, despite its cheesy name. Although mildly concerning that the young Oni just had to pick the most graphic and questionable looking bottle. “Of course we can, cutie! Quite the genius you are, picking one of my favourites too.” Celine giggled at the young Oni’s attempt at pronunciation, sparkling eyes staring back into golden ones. Could the Oni get any more adorable? Celine picks the bottle from the shelf, swirling the red liquid inside before adding a little to the water. She gently placed Ibaball inside the miniature bubble bath, which now smelled like roses and a hint of lavender. Gentle hands cleaned Ibaball up, skilfully getting off the grubby stains. The pair were (thankfully), safe and oblivious to the danger brewing back at the Mercado de la Muerte. Funny, here they were worrying about soap, whilst literal chaos was blooming back at the market. Still, Ibaball was very important. [Read more] |
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andrea~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 57 |
Posted: Sat, 07/10/2023 14:58 (1 Year ago) |
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The tension in the air was thick, it hung over others like a heavy cloud of fog. “Good heavens, Daavit. Whatever have you landed yourself in?” She drawls out, her voice practically dripping with venom, though little of it was directed at Daavit himself. “Look, whatever business you have to settle with him, dude-with-the-cool-jacket, I beg of you to get the hell out of here. I’d hate to get my fingers dirty, let alone get involved in this…….tomfoolery, but I simply can’t have you ruining business here, hmm? The Mercado de la Muerte is a place for the exchange of goods, not this….what do you call it? Unnecessary violence.” She purrs out. Adding on in a slightly miffed tone “Whatever did our favorite market dealer do to you, anyways? Why the need for excessive gun use? And so many men? He’s just one guy, it’s a little excessive, don’t you think?” ...Ooookaaayyyy... Happy reunion I guess? Hope you don't mind that I brought some gue- “Daavit, darling, of course I mind. If I didn’t I wouldn’t be here wasting time. You’re disrupting business, as a fellow dealer you know perfectly well that’s not good, hmm? See, and I had just spotted my next prey, too. I was about to sell a fairly decent pink dolphin when I was so rudely interrupted~ I even had my buyer drooling over me, ready to do what I want, and someone just had to ruin it~” She pouts, frown as fake as the nail extensions she wore. Andrea barely flinched at the explosion that followed, unconcerned about whatever the hell just blew up. She glances over, and sighs “I guess my assistant is dead. Pity. I liked him. No matter, I’m sure there’s others out there” Andrea didn’t even sound the slightest bit upset, in fact, there seemed to be a slight hint of glee in her voice. When the Mercado de la Muerte began exploding, Natalia clicked her tongue in annoyance and swiftly headed over to see what the commotion was. Daavit, Lăcrămioara….and two others she didn’t recognise (Kei and Aurora). And of course, her favorite human in the world, Andrea. She sauntered up to stand beside Andrea, naturally leaning her head against her shoulder. “My fellow black market dealer, Scylla. Pleasure to meet you. Or that was what I would have said if you didn’t decide to piss off a bunch of men and ruin my day. What the hell is going on here?” Natalia simpers, her voice sickly-sweet. “I suggest you give me a reason to help you, or I scavenge your dead body once he’s done with you. I hear powdered unicorn bone is in high demand, hm?” She flashed her long, yellowed fangs at Daavit as she smiled, barely bothering to maintain her humanoid appearance. [Read more] |
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andrea~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 57 |
Posted: Sat, 07/10/2023 06:56 (1 Year ago) |
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Internally, Celine was mildly horrified that the young Oni found pain or danger fun, or that he knew Unaturals were being sold, but hid it quite well With another warm smile, she helped the Oni up onto a stool and brought out an Ibaball-sized washbasin, conveniently shaped like a mini bathtub. “Come on, cutie. Let’s get Ibaball cleaned up.” Celine opens up a small cupboard above her head, displaying an array of colorful vials and bottles with various pictures that detailed their various scents. However she managed to fit all that in there was a miracle in itself. “Which soap would you like, cutie?” [Read more] |
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andrea~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 57 |
Posted: Fri, 06/10/2023 05:47 (1 Year ago) |
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As the meeting ended, she stood up from her chair and offered her gloved hand to the young Oni. “Let’s get your friend cleaned, hm?” [Read more] |
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andrea~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 57 |
Posted: Thu, 05/10/2023 07:43 (1 Year ago) |
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The guy surrounded by the armed gunmen was clearly in danger. Life-threatening stuff or something of that nature. Unimportant. What was important, however, was the absolute ruckus they were causing. The sight of gunmen with weapons were triggering a pandemonium, right here in the Mercado de la Muerte. And Andrea couldn’t have that, could she? Pandemonium meant fear and confusion. And that meant business was going to be affected. She frowned, quickly finishing off her trade and handing over the Oni to whoever the buyer was, before getting one of her men to watch over the store as she went to check out what the commotion was. “Well, well, well, gentlemen~ Quite the party we have here, don’t you think? If you have business to carry out, please do so elsewhere. Away from the hotspots of the Mercado de la Muerte. I have business to conduct, you know.” Andrea drawled, blowing rings of smoke as she took another drag from her cigar. Cold red eyes glared at the party before her through oval shades, as she fiddled absentmindedly with the blue rose in her hair. Ah…There was Lăcrămioara. A frequenter of this market, the supposed hunter that was hunted. Keen eyes took in his stature, noting the red collar of magic around his neck. Interesting. And that girl…presumably a buyer, looked a little too timid to be a dealer. She should be running from this kind of ruckus. Ah, and of course. The main actor in this scene- Daavit. Fame rivaling that of hers and Lăcrămioara, it seemed the notable names of the infamous Mercado de la Muerte had all been attracted to this in one way or another, like flies to a lamp. Andrea could only presume that Lăcrămioara was here for the same reasons as her- business was being disturbed. Honestly, she had never expected someone like Daavit to get himself so foolishly caught. But then again…? [Read more] |