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Post by Lilliana Caine on Oct 19, 2011 16:59:33 GMT -5
Stretching long, slender fair skinned arms over her head, she let her beloved Command Wolf coast to a stop. They had arrived at their destination in less time than she thought. The zoid gave a low growl and she popped the cockpit open. She hummed in content as the warm rays of sunlight blanketed her skin. She had come to Yumi Beach for peace and quiet. She also wanted to relax under the sun. She climbed out of the cockpit and climbed out onto the zoid's head. The Command Wolf turned to face the bright, glistening ocean and lowered its head so she could jump down at any time. Lilliana reclined back on the zoid's head, resting on her elbows. Her long lime colored hair was pulled into a high pony tail. It's original length reached the small of her back, now it reached her mid-back. Deep amber eyes scanned the area, watching the waves crash against the shore. She had no jobs today so she had the day off to do whatever she wanted.
She was simply clad in a pair of tan cargo shorts and a fitted baby blue tank top. Hidden beneath was a bright orange tie-dye designed bikini in case she wanted to swim after sunbathing. It was quiet, save the soft murmur rushing waves. Her sandals rested beside her, within reach. She closed her eyes against the warm sun, humming softly to herself. It was nice to have some peace now and then, though getting cash was nice too. Most of her jobs were fairly simple, though the occasional challenge did arise. Shrugging it off, she laid completely flat on her back, resting one arm under her head. A calm, sea salt tinged breeze passed by, pushing her bangs from her eyes. She breathed in a long breath and released it in a slow, content sigh. The day had been going well so far and she only hoped it would stay that way. Knowing her line of work, that was simply wishful thinking. |
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Post by Erik Markov on Oct 19, 2011 18:27:41 GMT -5
Erik had been hard at work all day long, and the thing he needed most at this point was a break. It was extra hot and humid on a day like today, which made things all the worse for him while sitting inside of a cockpit in a Zoid. He directed the Slash Liger in the direction of a beach, which he had always heard was located near him, but never actually been to. He didn't figure too many individuals would be near it right now, and that was perfect for him. Eventually, Erik could see the beach from his Liger. It continued to run towards the water, making quite the ruckus in fact. But finally, he arrived on one side of the beach, where at first it looked rather clear to him. He didn't take the time to survey the area just yet, because right now his Zoid felt like he was sitting within an oven. So he climbed out of the hatch and hopped down onto the ground where he looked on down, to take notice to another Zoid sitting there. A Zoid he could recognize, it was a Command Wolf. He had owned one in the past, so this was slightly nostalgic for him, to say the least. But he hoped this wasn't going to be any trouble, as he'd met a lot of Zoid pilots who weren't the most friendly of souls.
"Hmm, hope that's not going to be a problem.." Erik wasn't looking for any kind of trouble, right now, he just wanted to rest!. He didn't figure the Zoid would give an answer, but from working so long as a Mercenary, Erik had learned to be weary of those you didn't know. Especially other Zoid pilots. Erik finally caught a glimpse of a peculiar young woman on the Command Wolf. She looked to have hair of a green tint, which Erik found somewhat odd. Next thing he knew, his Zoid let out a rather loud roar in response to him. Erik quickly turned around, giving it a look, then looking back towards the Command Wolf. "Well now we're going to get some attention on ourselves..." Erik facepalmed in disappointment. He then took a seat on the beach, taking a load off after a long days work. He stopped paying very much attention to the Command Wolf on the other end of the beach for now, figuring whomever it was was just a traveler like himself.
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Post by Xander Hollis on Oct 20, 2011 17:58:21 GMT -5
Xander walks his liger zero to the beach seeing a slash liger and a command wolf as he yawns as his liger raors loudly for no reason as it goes from a walks to a full on run and it comes to a creeching halt as he flies out of the cock pit into the ocean and shouts at the liger "Liger that wasnt funny!" he sighes and swims to the shore as his liger looks at him. and stands still.
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Post by Lilliana Caine on Oct 22, 2011 20:47:30 GMT -5
Lilliana had began to doze off under the sun without realizing it. The sun was so warm and comforting, she thrived from the heat. She tended to steer clear of cold climates, making her less than effective in the winter. She rested her head on her arm as she shifted onto her side. Her skin warmed by the sun's rays and a decent tan beginning to set in. Even if she burned, it would simply become a nice tan when it faded away. She was so at peace with the atmosphere that the sound of oncoming zoids. She breathed out a heavy sigh, resigning to push herself up to sit up straight. She stretched, languidly before glancing off in the direction of the oncoming zoids. Her golden gaze first landed on a Slash Liger not far away from her own Command Wolf. Said zoid gave a low growl, but remained stationary. Lilliana ran a hand through her her unnaturally colored hair and watched as the pilot climbed out of the zoid. She tilted her head in curiousity, but soon her attention was drawn to a second zoid. This one a Liger Zero, surprisingly.
The zoid had launched its pilot into the ocean. She couldn't stop the smile from forming on her pale lips and let out a soft laugh. She watched as the pilot came back to shore, saying something to the zoid, She took in the situation after a moment, two Ligers with male pilots. Nothing too bad as long as they remained peaceful. Her muscles had tensed, instinctively. She gauged each one's movements, then dropped her guard to lay back down on the zoid. After a moment she grew restless and the Command Wolf sensed it. The white wolf lowered its head to be level with the ground. Lilliana smiled and patted the zoid's head, then slid off onto the sand. She stretched out her entire body, then moved casually toward the ocean. She slipped off her sandals and moved to rest near the tide. She sat down, Indian Style and watched as the waves came in. She leaned back on her hands and breathed in the scent of saltwater. She then began to draw small designs in the sand patch beside her. The Command Wolf had moved closer, providing shade for her, glancing now and then at the other pilots. |
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Post by Erik Markov on Oct 23, 2011 6:26:14 GMT -5
Erik sat on the beach, somewhat tired from his long day of work. He hadn't really looked over at the female and her Zoid for quite some time. But then right near by he heard a Zoid, it sounded like it was coming in quite fast. He barely had enough time to jump up when the Zoid arrived and seemed to launch its pilot out of the cockpit and into ocean. At first, Erik didn't know exactly what to make of it. He remained expressionless as he just looked on. In the inside he was laughing extremely hard. But on the outside, he tried to keep that hidden. He saw the man come swimming back to shore, as a sly grin appeared across the exterior of his face, as he spoke to the individual. "I actually feel embarrassed for you.." Erik walked over and took a gaze up at the Liger Zero. It was like his Slash Liger, but, totally different in the same way. Once he had finished his glance, he simply turned around to look down the beach. Erik climbed back up into his Zoid for just a moment, opening the cockpit as he searched for something. He grabbed a bottle and climbed back down, taking himself a drink once he had landed on his feet.
Erik began to stroll down the beach, taking a drink here and there as the breeze hit him just right. That was a good thing to have after nearly roasting in your Zoid for most of the day. Erik ignored the beaches other occupants as he walked down towards the water for a second. By now he was distinctly closer to the green haired lady. Enough for him to glance back and get a view of what she happened to be doing. Drawing something in the sand, huh? He continued to look at her until he spoke.. "That's a very impressive Command Wolf you have there, mam." Erik stated in an attempt to spark up some sort of conversation betwixt them. Erik wasn't a man of many words, and if he did say something, it generally wasn't such a complimentary statement. So that alone was a change for him. But he couldn't help it, her Command Wolf brought on a bit of nostalgia from his original Zoid. Erik glanced back out at the watch as he took a drink, listening closely for either person nearby to say something.[/size]
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