OOC: She doesn't have a lot going on right now, so I'm open to anything! (minus death, of course) And so… The fairytale had run out of pages The daydreaming writer, out of ink. No longer was she Catalina la septima, the princess. Nor was she a pirate. Or anyone else of at least some vague importance. She was a nobody. Another pretty face in this dusty town. And no matter how large her ego, how fiery her pride…it couldn’t feed her, couldn’t keep her toasty and warm at night. So, with a heavy head despite the shedded crown, Catalina XVIII de Aragón y Castilla made her way to the passage. Cold. Hungry. Desperate to find some shelter for the winter. And her only bargaining chip…if a mastery of languages and finishing school was not enough to pique their interest… Eternal servitude. @Open!
Y ahora me puse más buena, pero ma' mala
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No fights in progress
Today, a tan-colored lioness lingered, looking lost and desperate. Perfect. Another red lioness currently spoke to her, smelling of ice and snow... if that sort of thing had a smell. Poltergeist approached and barged right into the conversation. "Hello ladies, I'm Poltergeist Black, Noble of Scilla Lagoon - right over there on the beach, not too far from here." He nodded his head in the direction of the Lagoon. "We have plenty of fish, plenty of food, and plenty of ranks open, if you're looking to earn your keep and find a place to settle down. There are other gorgeous males, such as myself, there, too. All depends on what you need." His ego shown through as he spoke, but nothing would knock Poltergeist from his pedestal.
@Catalina @Zahra
Poltergeist is host to a virus called the Black Fever, which is commonly passed through a bite. The virus attacks the nervous system causing an array of various symptoms (see profile for list!) The severity of the symptoms depends on the victim's immune system as well as the severity of their bite wound(s). Players can choose the severity of the symptoms or whether their character is infected at all! It's there for a little fun >:)
Hosts will have a subtle scent of sweet citrus and floral notes, akin to oleander, that instinctively warns others of a potential health threat.
The little girl within, her pride, bade her to run. More than once did Catalina glance past her shoulder, staring longingly at the smooth expanse of sand leading to distant lands and known. And beyond them…freedom. But at what price? The woman within, her duty, bade her to stay. This place wasn’t done with her yet, and neither was she with it. A young woman approached, her gait and demeanor reminding Catalina very much of her younger sisters. The smile was warmly returned, and Catalina bowed her head to the crimson noble before her. “Good day, my lady,” she began most reverently, “I am called Catalina, and I search for-” Hello ladies They were quickly interrupted by another potential buyer, a colorful menace. He was the polar opposite of the young lady, being quite…enamored with himself, perhaps? But Catalina would give this narcissus the benefit of the doubt and bowed her head to him as well. “Good day, señor Black.” The thought of his lagoon turned her heart to stone, her stomach to ice, she was unsure whether she could face the sea again. Not after the fall. “I am seeking shelter for the winter,” Catalina began, sweeping her gaze between the two felines, “I have nothing to give in exchange, except my word that I will work hard to deserve your kindness.” She sighed. “If that is not enough, I will leave.”
Y ahora me puse más buena, pero ma' mala
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Poltergeist considered a few ways she could "repay" them for giving her a place to stay, but he did not voice them. And being in the presence of two females, he didn't feel like fighting either of these ladies in the passage today.
Instead, he simply smiled. "Have fun in the mountains," he spoke to @Catalina, but then switched his eyes to @Zahra as he turned and padded away from them. /exit
exiting Polt since he's no longer in a pride anyway <3
Poltergeist is host to a virus called the Black Fever, which is commonly passed through a bite. The virus attacks the nervous system causing an array of various symptoms (see profile for list!) The severity of the symptoms depends on the victim's immune system as well as the severity of their bite wound(s). Players can choose the severity of the symptoms or whether their character is infected at all! It's there for a little fun >:)
Hosts will have a subtle scent of sweet citrus and floral notes, akin to oleander, that instinctively warns others of a potential health threat.
It surprised her, really. The young woman seemed to think that Catalina had to be convinced to seek shelter in her pride. After all, one’s kingdom is only as strong as one’s hold on their subjects. A queen had to be pious and yet ruthless. Silver-tongued, yet heavy-handed. But she was no longer going to be queen, so Catalina kept her mouth shut. Señor Black reacted more as expected. Her insides gave a little shudder of relief as the man took off, even though her fall in status left her ego bruised and her conscience sore. She wanted to be as far from water as possible. “It would be a pleasure to accompany you to the summit, lady Zahra .”She stepped in line beside her. “Shall we?”
Y ahora me puse más buena, pero ma' mala
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