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We struggle. We fight. We watch our friends die. Survival is a bitch... // With @TraceImpulse // [SV RP 21+] #ResidentEvil AU #BPRP #MALICE

On the Move.
Joined May 2014
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{Gaze flickering from the Nakatomi footage playing on the boat's lone monitor to the water where @TraceImpulse was submerged, she fought a smile, shaking her head.} It's always the quiet ones...
{Snorting, she flashed a grin.} Just keeping you alert. xitter.gq/_Hey_Zeus_/status/6899…
--You can't see it, Alice, but right now, I'm givin' you the motherfuckin' /finger/. @Perilous_Angel @TraceImpulse
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-- back up to sit, wincing as the rail soared out over the water, stopped dead and dropped, showering @TraceImpulse as it splashed down.} --
-- missing her throat by less than an inch.} {shouting} Zeus! Rain! Heads up! {Planting her hand on the deck, she pushed herself back --
-- {Inhaling sharply as the rail gave way, she threw herself backwards, body bending in a graceful arch as the metal shot past, --
- to @_Alpha_Squad_ and @DevilOfTheDEA. Were they alright? Alive?} {muttering} Wesker, I swear to /god/, if you hurt my friends, I'll... -
-- her eyes. The rail on the wall beginning to shake, metal slowly giving way, she forced out a breath, body taut as her thoughts shifted --
- into a fist, fighting for control as her temper burned; unable to keep the vision of @KingsBowToGods' smirking face from swimming before -
-- what, dying alone and in pain. Like it didn't matter. Like they didn't matter at all. Jaw working, she curled her fingers --
-- got. @TraceImpulse's family. His /kids/, snuffed out like a candle flame. @MutatedSTARS, left to be torn to pieces by fuck knows --
-- with an errant thought was definitely worth striving for. The only problem was the more she tried to clear her head, the angrier she --
-- it possibly be? Her gifts were more stable when she was calm, that was certain. And not blowing the boat and everyone on it to pieces --
{Sitting cross legged, her hands to her knees, she turned her face up to the sun and fought for focus. Calm. Zen. How hard could --
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We're #DieHard fans of #JohnMcClane! {See what we did there?} ~ Follow @TraceImpulse and @_YippeeKi_Yay_! ~ HQ
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