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bioticreave started following you

Nelly sighed, her arm in a sling. "Damnit all... I just spent MONTHS fighting a campaign against a group of Terrorists being funded by your 'Crew'... Do you really have to come to ME now?" Her shoulders sagged helplessly. "Look, Merc, I'm... I'm not in the mood right now."

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The Return Of Nelly the Spectre.

Her suit bore several rushed patches, and was coated with grime and blood, some of it her own. Her arm hung at an odd angle, clearly having been broken by something much larger than her. In her working hand she clutched her Mantis Sniper Rifle by the stock. Shuffling in, she slings her rifle, slowly, behind her back and throws a salute. "Nel'Reegar Vas August. Reporting for duty." She said, a surprising amount of strength in her voice. Nelly was back.

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Added for nelly: I'll actually get back in as Nelly when I return! See you guys then!

OOC: Hiatus for a week and a half.

On vacation for a while. See you guys on my return!

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OOC: Constantly being victimized by guilt-trip posts.

Summary:

Yes, I love my mom.

No, I don’t like cancer.

Yes, people should stop abusing animals.

No, I don’t think those things will ruin my blog. I just don’t want to reblog them.

Yes, gay people should be able to get married.  

No, I’m not a heartless/sick/bad person for not reblogging these posts. 

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OOC: Taking a break with nelly for a bit. I'll be on my other accounts, though, so check me out there!

Zaeed Aegis (Anon Archmage) The Sith Ravenholst (Superhero)

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Just a reminder that my askbox exists:

Break my Character (Try to upset them, make them cry)

Give them some bad news and see how they react

Fuck, Marry, Cuddle, Kill (give me four names)

Tell them how you really feel about them

Anons of any kind (Magic, Creepy, rp, etc)

Obey Commands (Put obey in front of a command and character has to do it)

Mod vs Muse Discussions

Truth or Dare

Love letters

Plot/rp requests

Or anything your heart desires really. 

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In answer, Nelly slid a blood-slicked hand over Reaves and squeezed it weakly. She groaned in pain as she tried to speak… It came out as another wet cough. She spat a mouthful of blood out and gave a weak chuckle… “Everything is so bright…” She intoned, “Like… Like it was on Illium… Remember, Reave? It was… Romantic.” She said, tears beading in her eyes, “Reave… I don’t want to die… Not like this… Too much left to do…” A sniper round pinged off of the car. If Nelly noticed, she didn’t mention it. Isak however, did. He watched the car leave, and the round smack into the Chassis. He whipped around and managed to follow the line back to a balcony. He narrowed his eyes and began to sprint through the crowds, pushing through with practiced effort. Gotcha, fucker. He snarled as his eyepiece zoomed in and snapped a photo of the still visible sniper.

Saving Nelly

Isak was confused as Reave grabbed Nel’Reegar and placed her gently into a hovercar. Then his eyes landed on him and he scowled.

Isak rushed over, keeping low. “Before you say somethin’ stupid, no, it was NOT me,” He began, “I called for help, Turian. I saw where the shot came from, I’ll see if I can’t track the fucker down. You keep the Quarian safe, understand?” He turned and un-holstered his assault rifle. He stopped and turned quickly. “I know you don’t like me, Turian, but that don’t matter much right now. She’s a Spectre, I respect that. Get goin’.”

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Ravenholst. A super-somethin or other.

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reblog if you are a roleplayer

im new and awkward and want to follow you all

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For behold, tumblr! Your king is now here! (In megablock form.)

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PROBLEMS TUMBLR?

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Thoughtful-mun is thoughtful.

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[Sent via... um... this isn't really fully IC or OOC. SENT SOMEHOW BY SOMEONE:] | But why is it always tied up? There are other fetishes than bondage, you know :-p.

((Because of her reaction. Also It's gotten a buncha reblogs))

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BUT IT'S THE WRONG DAY. WHY ARE YOU DOING THIIIIS? ((Someone is gonna put a damned question in the askbox if it kills me.))

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This is a spectacular song. And this scene is just about perfect for those lyrics.

How can you say that your truth is better than ours Shoulder to shoulder, now brother, we carry no arms The blind man sleeps in the doorway, his home If only I had an enemy bigger than my apathy, I could have won (x)

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Nelly's eyes fluttered open as a familiar voice cut through the haze. She felt arms... Strong arms, wrap around her and pull her close to an armored chest. Her vision half-cleared and she saw him... Reave. A smile flitted across her lips and she tried to reach for his face... Instead her hand barely made it half way. "Reave..." She said in a soft voice her mic barely picked up, "I knew you'd be here... Oh... You're hurt... You need... Need..." She coughed and flecks of blood hit her facemask. "Got shot... Should've worn the armor..." She muttered.

Saving Nelly

(( Responding to Nelly getting shot by an anon )) Reave held his hand against his nose; trying to stop the bleeding. The damn headaches were getting to him again, and the pills the doctor provided were practically useless.

He was about to head to the hospital when he spotted a familiar person a level below him. 

It was Nelly, despite her enviro-suit; he could reconized her a mile away in a crowd of other quarians.

A ghost of a smile appear; he had been awhile since he last saw her. 

Suddenly, to his horror, Reave watched helplessly as blood began to spray from her lower torso; soaking the floor from under her.

He felt that time had froze as Nelly collapsed onto the ground; laying a pool of her own blood.

Panic arose within him, but his instincts to save his quarian lover stopped him from freezing up and caused him to leap from the level above.

His biotics helped lesser the fall, which the turian was grateful for - the last thing he needed was his biotics to act up.

He dashed towards where Nelly laid bleeding on the ground; taking a hold of her body in his arms. 

So many questions ran wildly in his mind, but only one stood out - was she still alive?

“Suit-rat! NELLY?! Hold on, I’ll get you some help.” called out Reave, his fear laced within his voice.

He tried to calm his heart which drummed madly against his chest; Reave was trying not to panic, but the sight of her bleeding in his arms greatly bother him.

“Don’t fucking die on me,” Reave growled, noticing a few passengers exiting out of a nearby hover-car.

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Nelly is on the citadel when suddenly a sniper shot takes her in the chest.

(Wow. THANKS Anon)Nelly was on the Presidium trying to find Reave. She knew he didn't want to come with her, but he kept talking about his 'current state' and his unstable biotics. She was terrified for him... She had to see him, had to try and get him some help.She was on the Presidium level, simply walking through the crowds to try and get to Spectre HQ...She felt it before she heard it. A spray of blood flew from her lower torso. That didn't make sense... She didn't feel anything but her legs giving out from under her- Wait.THERE it was. A sudden, searing heat in her belly as she watched blood leak down her legs, she fell to her knees, trying to find a voice to say something... Anything... But she couldn't force her throat to form any sort of words. She only let out a long, trembling moan as she fell face first to the ground...