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[rottenyeen]

Jocelyn|17|Mambas|Disappointed|Streets|Tags: Addison

She sees his hand quickly leave from the area she was reaching to. She tries to play it off cool and grabs a napkin instead, even though he knew well what she was trying to do. She see's him get up, so she does the same but is sure to stay a few feet behind. "Yeah. Let's get going. It's been a busy day for me and I'm getting tired." She mutters, trying to not sound rude but definitely not enthusiastic. "Could you lead the way to a pet store? I promise I'll be quick." She mentally lectures herself, 'why did i do that? now i've made everything awkward.' she sighs and walks beside him. No use just cowering in mistakes.

[zara3447]

:. hazlia zherat | mamba | medic | 5'9 | pansexual | female | tags; joan, nicolas .:
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Haze's eyes narrowed as the boy spoke, puzzling out the layers behind his tone. Confident enough to threaten her, even though he had to be years younger. And somehow, he knew her name. Sure, she would play along with his little game. "I don't believe we've been formally introduced yet. I'm Hazlia Zherat, most know me as Haze. Well, on the days they feel like being civil at least." She said smoothly, unfazed by the veiled anger in his voice or his scars. Heaven knew she was a stranger to neither.

"I would offer you my hand to shake, but I value my fingers a bit too much to let you go around chopping them off. I may be a medic but I'm not that good. At least without the proper equipment. But that is besides the point, which is that I have no interest whatsoever of joining your little posse. I'm here strictly because I was informed that you needed people to dig out bullets and keep quiet about it. I am skilled enough at both." She shrugged, a challenging gleam in her eye. "Also," Haze pointed out with an arched brow, "Your girlfriend tried to pull a gun on me first." She was fairly confident that the girl was not in fact involved with this kid, but the way he was shielding her was material enough to draw on.

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[koushi.]

name addison jeoung age 21 rank mamba leader tags jocelyn
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"There's one on Cleveland." Addison says coldly. The warmth it had back at the apartments is gone, shoved back inside where it can't get into anymore trouble. He leads the way down the sidewalk with his hands shoved down in his pockets as a tense silence settles between them. It almost makes him uncomfortable but he tries not to get too caught up in it. The streets of the Mamba turf are crawling with people. There are few families, a lot of rushing men, and a good lot of crooks that Addison has come to recognize. Some look his way and give him some acknowledgement, others just scowl. Either way, they give him the respect he's fought hard to earn.

Paws and Claws sits right on the border of Lion territory in a ratty strip mall, wedged in between a laundromat and a tanning salon. He stopped at the door and turns to Jocelyn. "I'll wait out here. Be quick." He said glancing over her at the parking lot, now on full alert mode.

[rottenyeen]

Jocelyn|17|Mambas|Nervous|Paws & Claws|Tags: Addison

"Okay. Hopefully there's not too big of a line." She says, while walking in. She finds the snake aquarium easily and goes into the checkout lineup, which had about 3 people in front of her. That's when a rather sketchy bald man comes into view and starts trying to get closer.. and closer.. and touchier. She's uncomfortable but does not know what to do, as this is foreign turf for her to be on. She hopes Fangs or someone she knows can get him to stop. "Sir, please stop." she makes the excuse of having a husband, when he responds "That doesn't matter sweetie, does it? You look far too young for marriage." She gets visibly uncomfortable and hopes the line hurries up. 'man I wish someone could help with this' she thinks, looking around quickly to make sure another man doesn't come up. 'I think he wants drugs.' he interrupts her pondering as he says "got any money, babe?" 'yup. bingo. lets get out of here right when i pay.'

A few minutes later she is out of the door with $250 less dollars. The man.. follows her? 'this is weird..' she thinks, as he didn't buy anything. She walks over to Addison and tells him "Can we go? This guy's freaking me out." But it seems like there's recognition in the bald man's eyes.

[ghostlyhamlet]

-Nicolas Rowan Knight-

eighteen || male || demisexual || mamba || location; apartment hallway || tags; Joan, Hazlia

"If you have no intention of joining, your request has been denied then," he said, his voice still calm as he then refused to acknowledge her introduction, "there's already a medic here, who is apart of them," a small ghost of a smirk appeared on his lips, "besides, we don't need people who were ready to shank a member," when she made that comment he simply brushed it off, "you were the one who randomly showed up in our home, she had the right, you have no rights here, Hazlia Zherat," he ended a bit coolly.

[zara3447]

:. hazlia zherat | mamba | medic | 5'9 | pansexual | female | tags; joan, nicolas .:
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"A part of them?" Haze said with an air of confusion. She couldn't make sense of all the contradictions in his speech, so she decided to ignore them. Truly, she had spent enough time talking to this grunt and accomplishing nothing. "Unfortunately, you can't deny a request if I never made on to join. Also, you're not Parliament and I'm not a worker's union. Rights were never an item of my demand. You're wasting my time, little boy." She waved in an impatient gesture. "I will bet my life on the fact that you're not in charge of the Mambas, so I will be glad to vacate your presence-- believe me, I was never that delighted to be in it-- if you will point me in the direction of your leader."

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[gentle snacc]

^ꜱᴀᴡʏᴇʀ ^

Sawyer glared at the ceiling, convincing himself to get up.As a grumble flowed out of his mouth,the teen rolled off the rock-hard bed and onto the floor."I guess it's time to get up" he mumbled as his weak limbs lifted himself up.Sawyer glanced around his dusty room to see soda cans,apple cores,and weapons laying around.Once he fixed himself up for the day,he quickly snatched his duffel bag filled with weapons as he sprinted for the door.The teen locked his room and threw the key in the old bag he found on the streets a year ago.Sawyer strolled into the endurance of the warehouse looking for his leader."Hey Theo,wheres Olivia at? " he said in a stern voice.

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[Tag;Theo/mentions Olivia]^[Gender; Male]^[Gang-Bulldogs]^[Location;Warehouse]^[Age;17 years]^[Nickname-Mutt]xxxxxxxxx

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~𝙱𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚛~

Blair was filled with joy to see the box filled with switch blades and brass knuckles. "Finally, something exciting" the teen said as she hopped up from the couch. In a hurry to the door,Blair hastily lifted her worn out trench coat over her shoulders and threw the blades into empty pocket. As she fixed the collar on her coat, wasp sprinted up to Milla at the end of the hall. A sly simile grew on her face,"I can't wait to see the cashiers face when we rob him."

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[Tag: Milla]~[Gender; Female]~[Gang-Mambas]~[Location; Apartment hallway]~[Age;17 years]~[Nickname-Wasp]xx

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[peachpit.]

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[gender] cisfemale.
[sexuality] heterosexual.
[age] seventeen.
[gang/rank] mambas, sic.
[crush] none.
[mood] confident,
in the mood for trouble.
[location]apartment parking lot.
[tags] blair, hazlia, nicolas.
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ｍｉｌｌａ "ｓｔｉｃｋｙ ｆｉｎｇｅｒｓ" ｒａｍｉｒｅｚ !

grabbing an empty backpack as she stepped out the door, milla tied a yellow bandanna around her face. she had known for a fact the store had running surveillance cameras everywhere. what could she say, it was a popular place to rob. they walked down the hallway in silence for the most part, the only time milla was ever quiet was when she had been scheming. it became incredibly humid under the thin cloth, but she didn't mind. approaching the the nasty doors, she pressed it open with her back, looking blair in the face. "you know what you're doing, right?" feeling a bit of doubt in the air between them, she quickly turned to the parking lot that fixed itself neatly outside the apartment. "if you will point me in the direction of your leader" quickly caught her attention. a group of people loitered outside, the air between them quite tense. she glanced to blair quickly, before hastily slipping over to the clutter. she hadn't seen addison since the "incident", but she figured she could handle whatever the stranger needed. "can i help you?" she spoke through gritted teeth, an alarmingly heated glare glued to the poor kids eyes. she hadn't had the best reputation with newbies, and with addy away, she hoped the girl would test her.

[the family business.]

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azoriah "the lioness" blackthorn
age ➸ twenty-two
sex ➸ female
faction ➸ the lions
ranking ➸ medic
infatuation ➸ n/a
tags ➸ adam
location ➸ the hotel
word count ➸ 262
ooc ➸ n/a

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♛ azoriah talia blackthorn finished with her time at the clinic, relieved that her boss, melanie, never minded when grayson would accompany her. "I'm headed out mel, I'll see you tomorrow!" azo called to her boss, leashing gray to lead the canine into the back of the car. hopping around to the driver's seat, the lithe dark-haired woman started the car and pulled out of the parking lot, rolling the window down as she went. the hotel was within her sights and the lions medic relaxed into her seat, a pair of shades resting on the bridge of her nose. god was she ever excited to get back to the hotel. pulling into her personal parking spot around the backside of the building, the medic hopped out, allowing the wolfhound free from the back seat as she advanced on the building. the steady thrum of combat boots on the aspalt signaled her approach, yanking the door open, grayson on her heels. it was then that she collided with the well-muscled frame of adam, taking a few brisk steps back. "fancy seeing you here." azoriah teased him, peeling the sunglasses from her nose to hook them on the front of her shirt. offering him a vibrant grin, the canine settled at her heels, zori gazed up at him, awaiting a response. it felt like forever since they'd hung out and had a night to just kick back and relax. now that she thought about it, when was the last time that they'd settled before one of the televisions in the rooms and just drank?

[zara3447]

:. hazlia zherat | mamba | medic | 5'9 | pansexual | female | tags; joan, nicolas, milla .:
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Haze was caught off guard for a moment as yet another person confronted her, obviously a Mamba from the sigil on her jacket. This was getting out of hand. She pressed down the urge to roll her eyes-- yet again, today seemed to call for a lot of eye rolling-- and turned away from the boy to face the newcomer. The heat in her gaze was a refreshing change. She couldn't be much older than the other two, but the way she carried herself suggested a superiority. Haze's hopes were rising that this direct-looking female would finally put an end to whatever nonsense the lower-ranking Mambas were bothering her with.

"I think that depends. Are you going to waste my time like little boy over there?" Haze bared her teeth right back in a fierce sort of amusement. The scar on her cheek rippled with the movement, and with her pale, shoulder-length hair still a mess from her roll earlier, she knew she looked half feral. Perhaps not a stunning look for a medical professional, but street kids were tough. They wouldn't mind, or they would suck it up. "I'm not asking for anyone's inheritance or soul, just a job. I heard you guys needed another medic on hand, and I happen to be quite skilled at digging out bullets and piecing torn-apart bodies together."

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ooc; I think the group started out inside but we can totally roll with the change in scenery ;>