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"i am not built for this." his voice takes on a low, whining quality as he paces his room, fingers flexing — restlessly clenching and unclenching his fists. "i'm no good at staying still."
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RENATO LUNA ☆ ZIYA WADIA
"Is that...tomato sauce on the ceiling?" Ren asks after looking up. "I swear, I come here like, every day, but I've never actually...well...looked up. Have you noticed that before? Is that tomato sauce or something else? Has that always been there?"
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𝙿𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝙵𝙸𝙻𝙴 . . . ﹆ 𝘶𝘯𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥
𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐀
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CHARACTER NAME. ziya alya wadia. NICKNAMES. greddy little monster. FACECLAIM. keita machida. MUTATION STATUS. gen ii mutant. BIRTHDAY. february eight. SEXUALITY. pansexual, panromantic. MORAL ALIGNMENT. chaotic evil. OCCUPATION. pediatrics nurse / trauma & icu specialist / soon to be superstar extraordinaire. WORK SECTOR. four / soon to be nine. AFFILIATION. her damn self <3. POSITIVE TRAITS. strategic, intelligent, resilient. NEGATIVE TRAITS. intolerant, overachieving, tunnel visioned.
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HOW DO THEY FEEL ABOUT LIVING IN SOL CITY? HAVE THEY ALWAYS LIVED HERE OR DID THEY TRAVEL FROM ANOTHER SETTLEMENT?
doesn't have much to compare / complain to. born and raised in the settlement, it's all she's known. but who's got time to dwell on what is and isn't great about it, when you're on track to become the sol city's number one performer ?
DO THEY TRUST THE COUNCIL'S LEADERSHIP? WHY OR WHY NOT?
council or no council, what's left of the world will continue to spin. at least in her rationale. government was corrupt before the apocalypse and fact of the matter is, it always will be! with her parents hailing from a long line of politicians themselves, one thing she'll never trust, is any member of any body of government.
IF THEY CHOSE THEIR SECTOR AND PROFESSION, WHY DID THEY MAKE THAT CHOICE? IF THEY DIDN'T, WHY NOT? WERE THEY HAPPY WITH THEIR ASSIGNMENT?
indeed she did! while failure isn't an option, a fallback is always essential to any paved life path. gifted with an interest in the medical aspect, nursing was an easy choice. and for whatever reason, children took a liking to her. so pediatrics, it was.
WHAT'S ONE OBJECT THEY ALWAYS KEEP ON THEIR PERSON?
a specially hand - crafted angel wings ring that never leaves her right hand. encrusted in the wings are what remained of the notorious pink star diamond. gifted to her by her great - grandmother who had once lived the life of stardom, that ziya is yearning for.
WHAT IS YOUR CHARACTER'S ABILITIES?
chaos magic.
ARE THEY GEN I OR GEN II?
gen ii.
WHAT CAN YOUR CHARACTER DO? WHAT ARE THEIR STRENGTHS?
nuh uh <3 doc.
WHAT CAN'T THEY DO? WHAT ARE THEIR WEAKNESSES?
nuh uh <3 doc.
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“ you are a woman without conscience . ” he shudders , grossed out despite his own less than sanitary work . he sees enough blood in his own line of work , it's the details ziya so kindly offers him which makes kit sick to his stomach . “ my work is very noble , actually . “ he scoffs , glaring as she takes the cigarette from his fingers , eyes rolling as he reaches to light up another . his eyes narrow , watching ziya for a long moment as he attempts to decide whether or not she means it . ” i honestly wouldn't put it past you . “ he teases , head tilting . ” hmm , maybe . what's in it for me ? "
“ but nobody else squirms the way you do, when i spill all the nasty details. ” using an elbow to nudge him teasingly, she plucks cigarette from between his fingers. “ working, ah ? lame. ” her head tips back to let out a puff of smoke as she continues her ribbing. “ that's enough of that, thanks. and you'd be correct ━━ i really was on the hunt for a human sacrifice. supposedly, if i do enough of 'em, then i ascend to the highest of all witches. ” she'll let kit ponder on wether or not she's joking. “ how's business ? got anything to spare for your favorite person ? ”
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“ you're such a weirdo . ” he snorts , though he reaches out to squeeze her shoulder almost fondly before offering a cigarette in her direction . “ literally anyone else ? torment anyone else and tell me a nice story instead . ” he scoffs , head shaking as he barks out a laugh . “ i'm working , i'm sure you're up to no good , meanwhile . ”
" only when making human sacrifices. and it appears you're right on time to have the blood drained from your body. " emerging from her perch, she slinks over to join his company. " joking, kit - kat! i'd never sacrifice you! who else will i torment with icu horror stories? plus, we both know i can handle my own. what're you doin' out here, cunt? "
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he narrows his eyes at her in a glare, long fingers performing a dance in which they twirl around one another, flex and squeeze, anything to occupy his large and calloused hands. "your sarcasm isn't helpful," he grumbles, head shaking. "how do you even do that? we're buried under fucking ground, with nothing to do but sit and wait. how are you not freaking out or simply dying of boredom?"
“ nah ! you're for real ? hadn't noticed a bit, kit kat. someone oughta get'cha tucked n' squared away in district nine, with that talent. ” the complete opposite of her buddy, she's sprawled out across the bed and doodling away. “ deeply, you need to swallow the biggest chill pill. or take whatever it is that'll calm 'ya the fuck out. ”
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