#──꒰ OC // BRIOOLA ꒱
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barrackbvnny · 10 months ago
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Ugh, i hate how i relate to this.
I don’t care about it at all (I have carried its weight around like a rock on my chest since the very day it happened)
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barrackbvnny · 2 months ago
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mass starter call for rio!!
like for a starter in your inbox, or send a dm / ask to interact with rio!!
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barrackbvnny · 10 months ago
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@arc-77 “You sure you know what you’re getting into with this assignment, Ms. Rio? Alphas aren’t exactly your average clones, and you’re on the smaller side. Wouldn’t want you to get hurt.”
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She blinks, head looking over at the man. His concern is unneeded, but not un-wanted. Though it does make her wonder if he was actually concerned for her well-being, or if he is truly insinuating that he'd like to hurt her.
" I didn't choose this assignment, but it's not my first assignment either. " Rio states, simply, fingers holding her datapad loosely by her thighs like a book.
" Unless you're bigger than a rancor under there, I'm sure I'll be alright. " The Mirialan woman smirks, her self-confidence and self-assurance noticeable in her eyes. It's clear that she truly doesn't believe she will, or possibly can get hurt.
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barrackbvnny · 10 months ago
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@arc-77 continued from here.
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Having almost given herself a panic attack, Fordo’s breathing exercise helped her from doing so. Taking breathes and following his example. One could almost assume he’s done this before. His calming demeanor helped a lot in settling her upset pit of guilt in her stomach.
“ Sorry, sorry.” She apologizes before she takes in a deep breath and shows her datapad towards the alpha arc.
“ I was just agreeing with Civet, and now i’m scared after re-reading it that it might come off like i don’t like you guys. But that’s not what i meant ! “ There’s sadness in her eyes and it’s clear she cares more about his brothers hating her or something she doesn’t like them, than she is about her own opinions.
She does think Crow is an asshole, because he certainly is. And that isn’t to say that the Alphas aren’t assholes, but she doesn’t want them to feel like she doesn’t like them. It would greatly hinder her job if they did think that way.
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barrackbvnny · 9 months ago
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❛    Don't think that's better than sex, but it's definitely attractive.  ⠀❜
Things that are better than sex:
1. when a masked character does the head tilt thingy
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barrackbvnny · 2 months ago
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@spokewar inboxed : Miss Brioola, I brought you this sparkly knife! I saw it on Coruscant and thought you simply just had to have it.
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Her eyes seem to sparkle as she sees the beautiful knife. Taking it almost gently from the general’s hands. She almost can’t believe that he would ever gift her something so beautiful. Never-mind that she’d be given a gift at all!
The only “gifts” —if you can call them that— that the woman had ever received were often times outfits or objects she uses for her job. And those aren’t exactly gifts she enjoys sharing. She wouldn’t even personally consider them gifts at all.
But this? This sparkly knife almost makes her want to cry in joy! It’s beauty and mix of sentiment makes her almost emotional before she quickly clears the thoughts from her mind and smiles at the stewjoni general.
❛ Thank you so very much, General Kenobi ! ❜ Brioola says excitedly as she holds the knife to her chest. Good thing she’s been learning from the clones how to use weapons for self defense. About a year ago the poor woman wouldn’t have known how to use it.
❛ It’s such a beautiful gift, but i have nothing to give you in return. ❜ She adds a bit sadly a sit downs on her that she has nothing to give the hinge rin return for his gift.
❛ Unless you’re interested in my services. ❜ She says with a soft laugh, clearly amused by her own words. Clearly she would pressure anyone to accept her service unless wanted. And although she’s joking now, she would always be more than happy to honor her offer.
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barrackbvnny · 2 months ago
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Everyone on new years:
Rio:
she’s drunk off her ass, flirting with a wall and drinks until she’s cut off. at midnight she’s screaming because she thought the world was ending. or something.
Civet:
although being a ragging alcoholic when alone, they’re drinking moderately and are so sick of social interaction they hacked the count timer two hours in advance so they could go home early.
Pyro:
probably making out with a random ranger the moment it hits midnight and just full on dips the party afterwords.
Lazzy:
at a bar drinking a beer and completely forgot it was new years and didn’t find out until after the next morning.
// happy new year guys! //
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barrackbvnny · 9 months ago
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“ i see you have questions.”
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Rio smiles, “ Oh so many questions, and so little time to ask them. Unless of course you mean questions for me ? “
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barrackbvnny · 9 months ago
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There ain't a day that Jesse don't slay.
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Jessica slay 🤌🏼😌
Yes i will forever call jesse jessica ever since i named him that once.
“Look rex, im the captain now”
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barrackbvnny · 7 months ago
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@spokewar asked: “Brioola, I mean this in the nicest sense possible, but does it not get incredibly depressing, maddening, and dismal to be stuck here in Tipoca?”
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To say that it had shocked her was an understatement. Not many others truly see her as a “normal” conversation. sand not many ever tend to care much about the affairs she deals with on a cycle to cycle basis. The generals interest in her affairs her in Tipoca city cause her curious mind to bounce around before she can really give him a proper answer. She almost seems a bit lost by his inquiry, but she isn’t. Simply trying to process and string together a proper sentence to her thoughts.
❛ Although those are some pretty good descriptors for Tipoca City, that isn’t how i see it. And it isn’t how it feel about it either. ❜ She starts, her index finger over her bottom lip as she thinks a bit more.
❛ I’ve seen far more death than i’d like to. And it can be depressing, and dismal when you don’t see troopers come back. But if i don’t keep a positive tone, a playful outlook to it all, then truly all that is left for these men to feel is sadness. And that is no way for a man to live his life. I’m constant war and grieving. ❜ The mirialan woman explains as she finally looks back up at the Jedi Master.
❛ Besides, it’s far more fun here than serving the senate. ❜ Rio muses with a smile to playfully jab at the galactic senate.
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barrackbvnny · 9 months ago
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Headcanon; Brioola has never owned a stuffed animal but she loves them and looks at them at shops. She really wants one but she doesn’t think she’d be able to carry a stuffed animal around with her everywhere, unfortunately.
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barrackbvnny · 9 months ago
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«SECURE» for the sender to keep the receiver in a secure location for their safety. (for Brioola)
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──꒰ BRIOOLA ��    🐰  ・・・・ 
This is it, she's going to die, isn't she ?
She can't say she's ever found herself in a situation where she genuinely felt like she was going to die. Sure, there have been instances where clients have threatened her life, but she's never been this close to being genuinely hurt.
Dread settles in her stomach, and she feels like she wants to expel anything she's had in the past day. But she's frozen in place, looking at the floor. There are a number of things running in her head. She isn't supposed to see the war, or, be on the battlefield. She can't stomach the site she'd seen moments ago.
Sweat dripping down her face as she processes what just happened. Her heart beats miles a minute as she tries to catch up to the moment. Eventually, her back hits against the wall, startling her as she holds the sides of her shoulders. Finally, she looks up at the red twi'lek.
❛    Wher-Where . . . where are we going ?  ⠀❜ She croaks, her fear evident. Her fear and anxiety stemmed from the fact that she isn't sure who this woman is, nor what she intends to do with her. She could want to kill her for all she knows, and it only causes her to regret showing the fear in her eyes.
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barrackbvnny · 9 months ago
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I whole heartedly agree! Though i must admit, they look far better with their armor off. 🤭
and what if i said the coruscant guard has the best armor design in the GAR
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barrackbvnny · 9 months ago
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ugh, i swear no one gives me attention 😒 . . . i have to interrupt conversations to talk to anyone i swear.
what am i doing wrong?
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barrackbvnny · 10 months ago
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Walking down the corridor from her previous destination she's personally absorbed in her datapad as she scrolls, stops, and seems to read, with small glances up to make sure she isn't tripping over anyone. She seems to be walking mindlessly, with no clear new destination even in her own head as she walks mindless around Tipoca City.
Moves to the side when she hears several footsteps walking down the hallway when they do so they can seamlessly pass. However, there's a moment where she needs to stop for a larger group of troopers. She smiles at them as they pass by, politely giving them attention as they pass. However, her eyes seem to wander a bit, seeing an outlier, staring at her. Rio immediately gives a smile to them, hand on her hip as she waits for the troops to pass before she nods over at them.
" Can I help you with anything? Or are you just gonna stare at the merchandise ? "
\\ open roleplay starter //
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barrackbvnny · 2 months ago
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@hoovedrycal liked this for a starter !
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Laughter quickly falls from her lips as her companions are joking and commenting on things. The loud music around dims her laughter but she’s determined to keep doing what she does best.
Entertain.
Though her company among drunk men isn’t entertaining, nor stimulating to the Miralan woman, she does what she does to survive. To keep herself afloat among the drunk men groping at her sides. Quietly wishing her headache would go away as she sips gingerly on her own drink.
That’s when she sees a human man from across the booth she’s seated in. His stare is more curious than the stare of a lustful drunk. He looks far more entertaining —and probably less likely to grope her out of nowhere— so she opts to choose the single stranger over the group of men who aren’t giving her any attention, the drunker they get.
They don’t even notice her as she gets up. Martini in her hand in her dark purple skin tight dress as she saunters over. Gentle and inviting smile on her face.
❝ Caught you staring, you like what you see? ❞ She practically purrs as she lets her finger tips run down the side of his arm.
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