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I'm moving Arina to my mutli-muse side-blog. this blog is gonna be repurposed into an arcane oc's blog. SO if you came for Arina, go give that blog a follow!
this is gonna stay up for a month or 2 then i'm gonna delete it everything above this line ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
For the folks here for Oil, hiya! welcome. Below you'll find the rules page and her about linked (thank you to the lovely person who brought that to my attention) About Oil can be found here! (it's a bit of a thrown together thing. I am hoping to sit down and make one of those nice long deliciously detailed bios cuz i'm a nerd)
Rules of the blog can be found here! Most are common sense. But still, always good to have it written down
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Open rp
Oil was scared
Terrified even
She'd played with technology she'd been warned was dangerous, straight from the mouth of a man who had played around with it. Who had seen the cause and effect.
She had thought she'd known better. Known More Idiot
So when the small device, she hadn't even given the damn thing a name, had dumped her, rudely on her ass, in an alleyway and had broken on her. She'd been pissed.
Then she'd taken a look around. Panicked.
This was not the Zaun she knew. Smog. No stars in the sky. The air felt charged. Instincts whispered 'bad. no safe. move'
So she'd stuffed the pieces of her broken folly into her backpack, and had hurried into a speed walk.
Where?
The Last Drop.
Safety Wrong
She had found a free table, somehow, in the darker area of the bar. Her eyes darting from person to person, dangerous looking, desperate looking. Trying to avoid eye contact. Not wanting to draw attention.
Possibly doing just that. She didn't know. Her hands tightened around the straps of her bag, trapped against her legs under the table. Her eyes now squeezed shut. Burning.
Fighting the urge to cry. Someone had to help her right?
Right?
repost of my attempt to draw arcane’s jinx, from insta. PLS EXCUSE THE RESOLUTION IDK WHY I MADE MY CANVAS SO SMALL 😭😭😭
To say Oil was surprised by the physical appearence of this person would be an understatement, she had not been expecting a yordle. Why? She wasn't sure.
Yordles tended to be okay Safe Right?
The apology did seem to calm her slightly as she gave a small nod, her eyes halting their glow, dimming back to blue.
"You and yours do tend to be excellent at sneaking" She agreed, arms crossing loosely over her chest. Even accidentally it would seem. The way he-she was assuming it was a he- spoke reminded her of her cousin, well-spoken. It helped put her at ease. At his question, she swallowed heavily "Is. . .is it that obvious?"
Open Rp (Verse: Hexcore)
She was fine right? Right? Yeah totally fine Totally Fine
Nothing to be concerned about, just a girl wandering up and down some dock area, muttering to herself.
Totally fine.
Oil groaned loudly, stopping in place as her head fell back to stare up. At the smoggy sky.
She was really missing the stars.
Her folly-as she had so lovingly named it- sat in pieces in her bag. Which was in eyeview propped up against some crates. Unzipped with her blue hoodie half-hanging out of it. She was keeping an close eye. Didn't want anyone running off with her stuff.
She'd spent the day wandering about, trying to find somewhere familiar in a sea of buildings and people that she simply didn't know. A junk shop in place of the jewellry store, a broken and smashed storefront where she knew to be a resturant.
And of course, she just happened to fling herself back to when her usual haunt just happened to be a functioning factory! So she couldn't even kid herself into believing this was all a bad dream.
"Should have listened. Didn't. Bloody stupid girl" she cursed, a fisted hand slamming into her thigh in annoyance, the pain a relief for the moment before her emotions became a messed up clump again.
A noise caught her attention and she gave her attention in the direction it came from, her eyes starting to change into a bright shimmer purple as her heart began to pound.
Gun hidden under her shirt, back holster.
She narrowed her eyes and cleared her throat
"If you are gonna be a creep. May as well own it!"
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