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A Sai. A woman with a Sai. My god. Itās Elektra.
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ššš Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā :Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā xebellianqueen.
Mera smiled fondly at the mention of her husband. āHe is,ā she said. Far nicer than sheād had any hope of expecting growing up. In fact, he was the kindest most wonderful man sheād ever met.Ā It was even more surprising that he was part of the two worlds sheād been taught to despise growing up.Ā Ā āI am here because he is here.Ā He is a good man, but such goodness requires protection and I have appointed this role to myself.ā

She tilted her head hearing the womanās name.Ā The Greek name would be far easier to remember than most of the names on the surface world.Ā She gently shook her hand.Ā Ā āIt is good to meet you as well,ā she said.Ā Ā āI think it would be a good idea to be elsewhere when the local authorities appear.Ā Would you like to walk with me?ā
EvenĀ thoughĀ ElektraĀ hasĀ justĀ metĀ Mera,Ā sheāsĀ alreadyĀ veryĀ impressedĀ withĀ her.Ā Ā Ā Ā āĀ Ā Ā AĀ womanĀ whoĀ takesĀ chargeĀ andĀ doesĀ asĀ sheĀ pleases.Ā ThatĀ isĀ veryĀ admirable,Ā ifĀ IĀ doĀ sayĀ soĀ myself.Ā YourĀ husbandĀ isĀ aĀ veryĀ luckyĀ man.Ā TellĀ me,Ā doesĀ heĀ haveĀ aĀ brotherĀ thatĀ isĀ asĀ goodĀ asĀ heĀ is?Ā Ā Ā āĀ Ā Ā Ā SheĀ letsĀ outĀ aĀ smallĀ chuckle,Ā aĀ ringĀ ofĀ playfulnessĀ intertwinedĀ inĀ herĀ words.
WithĀ aĀ subtleĀ nod,Ā sheĀ walksĀ alongsideĀ theĀ woman,Ā handsĀ restingĀ inĀ theĀ pocketsĀ ofĀ herĀ designerĀ jacket,Ā Ā Ā Ā āĀ Ā Ā IfĀ youĀ donātĀ mindĀ meĀ askingĀ Ā :Ā Ā whereĀ areĀ youĀ from?Ā Ā Ā ā
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@silkvengenceĀ :Ā Ā ā How did you end up here? ā
ā i ask myself that very same question every. damn. day. ā
though, Ā contextually speaking, Ā sheās more than likely referring to the event itself. ā my agency was invited to cover any highlights from tonightās charity for ⦠ā eyes squint, looking up at an overzealous banner. ā ⦠art preservation. apparently our mayor is making a big stink about the slow death of museums in new york. ā only problem : data didnāt back him up. mary jane left that tidbit off, instead nodding towards their venue.
ā and yourself ? have any strong opinions one way or the other on this ? ā
LIPSĀ TURNĀ UPĀ INOĀ AĀ SMALLĀ SMILE,Ā Ā champagneĀ fluteĀ betwixtĀ fingersĀ asĀ sheĀ takesĀ aĀ smallĀ sip.Ā Ā Ā Ā āĀ Ā Ā iĀ findĀ itĀ hardĀ toĀ believeĀ thatĀ museumsĀ areĀ deteriorating.Ā theyĀ holdĀ tooĀ muchĀ valueĀ andĀ historyĀ toĀ justĀ beĀ forgotten.Ā evenĀ inĀ thisĀ dayĀ andĀ age.Ā Ā Ā ā
āĀ Ā also,Ā everyoneĀ knowsĀ thatĀ investingĀ inĀ artĀ isĀ whereĀ youĀ makeĀ aĀ fortune.Ā ifĀ thereāsĀ oneĀ thingĀ old,Ā richĀ whiteĀ menĀ loveĀ āāāāĀ itāsĀ money.Ā or,Ā youĀ know,Ā beingĀ dominatedĀ byĀ aĀ mistressĀ ;Ā youĀ canĀ quoteĀ meĀ onĀ that,Ā byĀ theĀ way.Ā Ā Ā ā
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āI wouldnāt exactly frame the question that -ā Those were the distinct sound of rappel wires being traversed outside. Thatās not good. And those were definitely guns being loaded. ā-achoo!āĀ Clark sneezed violently and inadvertantly sent the papers on Natchiosā desk scattering all over the floor. Clark immediately dropped down to the floor. āMy goodness, Iām so sorry, let me help you get those.ā Please duck, please duck, please duck.
Because just he finished doing so, the windows burst open behind the weight of heavy boots as several masked gunmen burst through, lighting up the office with musslefire. Not taking any chances, Clark threw his weight at Natchiosā desk, pushing it back slight - hopefully just enough to knock her down out of the line of fire.
āĀ Ā Ā MR.Ā Ā KENTĀ Ā āāāāĀ Ā Ā āĀ Ā Ā EverythingĀ happensĀ quickly,Ā andĀ theĀ nextĀ thingĀ sheĀ knows,Ā theĀ deskĀ isĀ pushingĀ againstĀ her,Ā causingĀ herĀ toĀ hitĀ theĀ groundĀ inĀ theĀ midstĀ ofĀ allĀ theĀ fallenĀ papers.Ā ElektraĀ goesĀ toĀ standĀ butĀ thatāsĀ whenĀ sheĀ hearsĀ theĀ soundsĀ ofĀ plentyĀ ofĀ heavyĀ footstepsĀ enterĀ theĀ roomĀ andĀ immediately herĀ fightĀ reactionĀ kicksĀ in.
SheĀ sitsĀ upĀ andĀ peeksĀ aroundĀ theĀ corner,Ā onlyĀ toĀ beĀ metĀ withĀ aĀ bulletĀ barelyĀ grazingĀ her.Ā Ā Ā āĀ Ā Ā Kent?Ā Ā Ā āĀ Ā Ā SheĀ callsĀ outĀ hisĀ nameĀ onlyĀ toĀ beĀ metĀ withĀ silence.Ā Shit.Ā ElektraĀ shouldĀ have seenĀ thisĀ ambushĀ coming,Ā herĀ companyĀ wasĀ aĀ primeĀ targetĀ afterĀ Roxxon.Ā
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emeraude truly. madly. deeply.
#šš. Ā Ā ā Ā Ā countenance.#wow she's so beautiful ??? yikes ā¢#im gonna try to be on later tonight!
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Current Mood: Elektra in a silk red robe, drinking expensive alcohol.
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* Ā bolded are genuine fears Ā Ā / Ā Ā italics are discomforts. Ā ( REPOST, donāt reblog !! )
the dark ā fire ā open water ā deep water ā being alone ā crowded spaces ā confined spaces ā change ā failure ā war ā loss of control ā powerlessness ā prison ā bloodā drowning ā suffocation ā public speaking ā natural animals ā the supernatural ā heights ā death ā dying ā intimacy ā rejection ā abandonment ā loss ā the unknown ā the future ā not being good enough ā scary stories ā speaking to new people ā poverty ā loud noises ā being touched.
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Elektra #11 (1996) | Art by Mike Deodato Jr.
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THEREāS A CERTAIN ELEGANCE TO THE WAY ELEKTRA MOVES that Natasha would readily describe as looking into a mirrorĀ āāāāāāā power, fear, terrible red, projected before her as if her own past lives are flashing before her eyes.Ā BUT SHE KNOWS BETTER.Ā Is better.Ā Ā
ā ā ā Just a bit of friendly advice, thatās all. āĀ A tip forward calls this particular bluff, the sharp BITEĀ of the blade at her throat left unregistered on her features.Ā Even so, sea - glass eyes shift, following the slice of the second sai through the air to lodge in its target.Ā Finally, a single brow lifts, expression blooming from something neutral to the opened petals of skepticism.Ā
ā Careful.Ā āĀ The only thing Silvermane manages well is VOLUME ; doubtless theyāll be alone for long.Ā Ā ā You have an errand, or does this particular mess quality as SELF - CARE ?Ā ā
SHEĀ SNORTSĀ SIMPLY,Ā FINALLYĀ BACKINGĀ AWAYĀ FROMĀ THEĀ WOMANĀ ANDĀ GOINGĀ TOĀ RETRIEVEĀ HERĀ WEAPON.Ā Ā Ā Ā āĀ Ā Ā FriendlyĀ advice?Ā RemindsĀ meĀ ofĀ highĀ school.Ā Ā Ā āĀ Ā Ā SheĀ managesĀ toĀ pullĀ theĀ SaiĀ fromĀ theĀ manāsĀ chest,Ā wipingĀ awayĀ theĀ DARKĀ Ā &Ā THICKĀ bloodĀ onĀ herĀ top.
RedsĀ blendĀ inĀ perfectly.
āĀ Ā Ā AĀ littleĀ bitĀ ofĀ both.Ā NeededĀ toĀ letĀ offĀ someĀ pentĀ upĀ aggressionĀ andĀ thisĀ hitĀ hadĀ myĀ nameĀ writtenĀ onĀ it.Ā Ā Ā āĀ Ā Ā SheĀ pauses,Ā darkĀ eyesĀ lookingĀ theĀ otherĀ upĀ andĀ down,Ā Ā Ā Ā āĀ Ā Ā WhatĀ doĀ youĀ need,Ā Natasha?Ā IĀ knowĀ youāreĀ notĀ hereĀ justĀ toĀ rateĀ myĀ performance.Ā Ā Ā ā
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Mera picked up her jacket and put it on as she listened to the other woman.Ā She found it interesting that this surface dweller, this complete stranger, was concerned for her safety.Ā It was true that this world on the surface was unknown to her, but the world she had grown up in as well as the kingdom she now ruled was a far harsher placeĀ
āI thank you for your concern,ā she said and she meant it.Ā Ā āThe way things are done on the here is far different from how things are done where I am from.Ā My husband tolerates a constant barrage of derisive comments and worse behavior from the people here, but it is not in me to do as he does.Ā In truth, I have no idea how he manages it.ā
She smiled a little as she picked up her bag.Ā Ā āI do owe you a debt and it will not be forgotten,ā she said.Ā Ā āYou may call me Mera.Ā May I know your name as well?ā
HERĀ WORDSĀ DOĀ NOTĀ SURPRISEĀ ELEKTRA,Ā withĀ everythingĀ goingĀ onĀ inĀ theĀ worldĀ āāāāĀ NewĀ YorkĀ CityĀ beingĀ tornĀ apartĀ byĀ aliensĀ whatĀ feelsĀ likeĀ everyĀ otherĀ day,Ā forĀ exampleĀ āāāāĀ sheĀ hasĀ becomeĀ moreĀ openĀ mindedĀ toĀ thoseĀ whoĀ arenātĀ fromĀ aroundĀ here.Ā Ā Ā Ā āĀ Ā Ā Husband.Ā ThatĀ mustĀ beĀ nice.Ā IāmĀ ElektraĀ Natchios,Ā iāsĀ aĀ pleasureĀ toĀ meetĀ you,Ā Mera.Ā Ā Ā āĀ Ā Ā HandĀ extendsĀ toĀ shakeĀ hersĀ inĀ aĀ friendlyĀ mannerĀ ;Ā sheĀ wasĀ veryĀ interestedĀ inĀ gettingĀ toĀ knowĀ theĀ otherĀ woman.
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Yeah, he seemed to be going around insulting a lot of people these days, by doing his job. āApologies for any offence, but the matter remains that it was only Roxxonās executives that were targeted in the attack and not yours. Ivy has since been apprehended, but the control of the market has nonetheless shifted. Are you not a least concerned about the security of your company wake of these events?ā
SheĀ almostĀ wantsĀ toĀ snortĀ atĀ theĀ questionĀ āāāāĀ Ā ElektraĀ wasĀ veryĀ capableĀ ofĀ keepingĀ notĀ onlyĀ herselfĀ butĀ theĀ companyĀ asĀ safeĀ asĀ well.Ā However,Ā sheĀ plansĀ onĀ keepingĀ thatĀ sideĀ ofĀ herĀ hidden,Ā soĀ sheĀ doesĀ whatĀ sheāsĀ beenĀ taughtĀ toĀ doĀ andĀ playĀ theĀ roleĀ ofĀ damselĀ inĀ distress.Ā AĀ roleĀ sheĀ despisedĀ playing.Ā Ā Ā Ā āĀ Ā Ā OfĀ courseĀ IĀ am.Ā IfĀ theyĀ attackedĀ RoxxonĀ thenĀ whatāsĀ toĀ stopĀ themĀ fromĀ targetingĀ usĀ next?Ā Ā Ā āĀ Ā Ā SheĀ sitsĀ upĀ straightĀ inĀ chair,Ā leaningĀ forwardĀ soĀ elbowsĀ restĀ uponĀ surfaceĀ ofĀ desk,Ā Ā Ā Ā āĀ Ā Ā TellĀ me,Ā Mr.Ā Kent,Ā whatĀ doĀ youĀ thinkĀ hasĀ happenedĀ here?Ā WithĀ aĀ smartĀ mindĀ likeĀ yours,Ā IāmĀ sureĀ youĀ haveĀ someĀ theoryĀ drawnĀ up.Ā Ā Ā ā
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