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Le Soldat et Le Mère
Karena LesProux || 52 || Mercenery
"This is a ruthless world and one must be ruthless to cope with it."
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[ So I've decided to delete Lupo. I just don't feel significant here and need to get away from it all. ]
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[ Putting Karena on a semi-hiatus because a lot's been going on lately. I shall still try to get to replies when I can. ]
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[ Me and Jess are totally ready for his birthday celebration today :I ]
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(45) Operation Raccoon City Animated Icons
+ 4 Beltway
+ 5 Bertha
+ 3 Dee-Ay
+ 3 Four Eyes
+ 11 Lupo
+ 3 Party Girl
+ 4 Spectre
+ 2 Tweed
+ 9 Vector
Feel free to use these for role-playing purposes or anything else, but please do not claim them as your own. That's all I ask.
#resident evil#resident evil operation raccoon city#resident evil orc#orc#operation raccoon city#wolfpack#echo six
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She stumbled upon a scarred face - yet another from Raccoon City. Seems there were more survivors than anyone had thought... They were enemies, that much was in the cards. They had no choice in the matter of course. Delta Team had orders as did Echo Six. Their orders only happened to be opposite of one another - and fate had decided for the two groups to face off.
It was a battle of good versus evil. And Karena was sad to admit that she had been on the wrong side of the battle... fighting for the wrong cause.
She was blind to her own conscience in those days though. If there was money behind the contract, the morals did not concern her. Oh how the years had changed her... Lupo stared at the man, not speaking a word because there was not one she could think of to erase the war that had raged between these two leaders fifteen years ago.
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Once the call was made, Karena lifted her hand once more to put pressure on the wound once more. This was far from the first time she had been shot - and while others may have been groveling in pain, the bullet only sent off a stinging sensation throughout her shoulder. It was more of a discomfort than true affliction.
Once the doctor finally arrived, her eyes shot up to analyze the woman. She seemed a bit young to be such a trusted doctor, but Karena wasn't to question success at a young age. After all, she had been in the French Special Forces at only the age of twenty-three.
And she had spit in the face of each person who said she was too young for such a career.
The brunette nodded silently as Rebecca ask that she follow her. She did so without hesitation, steps falling a bit dizzily behind the click of Doctor Chambers' heels along the flooring. They reached the office at last, Karena stepping in after Rebecca and taking a seat at the exam table.
"Merci," she said under her breath, thankful that this woman was tending to her wounds. Yes, that was her job of course -- but people in the medical field did not get thanked half as much as they deserved in Karena's opinion.
Without this woman, perhaps she would be in her hotel room this moment, pulling the bullet from within her shoulder by tweezers, soaking the wound in alcohol, and stitching it up with only a home sewing kit. She had done that before, unfortunately and it was not a pleasant experience.
Unkind Circumstances || Rebecca & Lupo
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Invigorating, yes. That was the perfect word to describe Ada Wong. While Karena never truly trusted the woman, she certainly admired her. She was a femme fatale, much like herself. She had a clever air to herself, confident in every stride she took. Ada Wong was so sure of herself no matter the circumstances.
To the older woman, who had had her share of regrets, this was a trait to envy.
"Not much," Karena replied, stepping closer to the other woman, "but I must admit, the years have worn on me." The brunette looked back toward the hotel which she had been staying in in New York City, "What brings you to the Big Apple, Miss Wong?"
Old "Friends" || Ada & Lupo
A voice that she hadn’t heard in quite a while— And an unfamiliar face to match it. It seemed she had gotten rather popular as of late, running into old comrades. Oh, the trouble that she and this vixen had caused back then— How she almost missed it.
Head inclined, Ada regarded the other with a knowing smirk, welcoming this unforeseen visit, "It’s been a long time, dear friend.” It was clear, even in the beginning, that trust would not be a strong point for this companionship; the two both having their own enigmatic aura.
“Hm. You know what they say, red is invigorating.” That, and it was a well known color associated with the spy.
"It seems you haven’t changed much, Karena.”
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War. Hm, as was expected. "Looks like it was painful," she commented and she couldn't help but wonder just what had caused the gash across his face. Perhaps a brutal knife fight? God only knows how many of those she had been in in the past.
This man was rough around the edges. He seemed jaded to her - as if someone had broken his trust long ago. As if he were afraid to speak his mind, the wrong person may hear. Such a sad way to live in all honesty... "Which war were you in, mon ami?" she asked, curiously tilting her head to the side a bit.
"Jack," she repeated his name, a smirk coming to her narrow lips, "Well it’s nice to meet you Jack." Karena stepped back then, hands falling to her sides. Her blue hues traced over this man’s features, unable to avoid the gruesome scar across his face - yes, this man had seen battle. She had a few scars of her own.
Thankfully, those were in places she could hide. “Where’d you get that nasty thing?” she said - unfiltered for a moment. Although, of course, she did not intend to be rude to Jack, it was only curiosity that tugged at her subconscious. “Not to be rude. I apologize if that was blunt,” she added politely.
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When God is gone
and the Devil takes { h o l d },
who will have mercy on your soul.
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As she had turned to run, she heard her code-name being called in an oh-so recognizable voice. Her head turned quickly, looking over her shoulder for the source of the sound. Nothingness filled the space behind her. But that voice... it seemed to echo through her mind even now. Perhaps it was only a phantom of the past creeping up on her.
It sure as hell felt like false hope.
Still, her voice came quietly, "Vector? Is that you?" Of all of her pack members - of all of her pups - their bond had been the strongest. She had trusted the man even to the point of asking for leadership advice on occasion. He was not only a talented soldier and not only a teammate, but.. a friend to her as well.
Nothing changed. That empty space remained - no sign of the long-lost operative. Her faith fell from her, cobalt hues shifting to the briefcase in her hand.
Her team was dead -- gone.
Once more, she turned her back to the shattered glass on the ground. She reached for the handle of the steel-enforced door and pulled it open, breathing slowly behind her respirator. Stepping into the doorway, Karena looked back once more.
Her heart sank as it had seemed to continuously do for the past fifteen years. How could she have let him down so..? "If you're here, show yourself," she demanded in the domineering tone she had mastered so well.
Ally or Foe? || Vector & Lupo
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Lupo's eyes traced over the delicate yet firm features of the woman before her. She had seen that face - those eyes, before. But where? Surely a long time back. Ah, that was it! During her Umbrella years Karena remembered having read a file on a project of Umbrella's. There was a woman who had served as security for an underground facility, living in the mansion over it.
She had been infected with the T-Virus, if Karena did remember correctly. And according to her file, her genes had bonded with the virus. Umbrella had been searching for this woman - hunting her down...
"Alice, correct?" Karena inquired refusing to call her 'Project Alice' as she was widely known as among former Umbrella operatives.
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[ Since Jessie is off to work, I'm gonna be on here almost all day. Putting on a movie and getting to all my replies/starters. Sorry its taken me so long, guys! Also, gonna finish up my blog at some point today or tomorrow hopefully. Still have to do my mun/rules page and relationships page. ]
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"Well this has to be a first," she replied, lifting an eyebrow. "In celebration of the rare circumstances..." Karena hands him a mini cupcake, smiles, and pats him on the head. "Good boy."
"The Wolf pups are fighting again, and it ain’t me involved this time. You should be happy Lupo. I’m being a good lil wolf pup—do I get a cupcake now?"
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