|| #ooc ; Renée and Loki core
(Jk chat…)
I don't particularly like the scar. It's not because it hurts or because I find it disgusting. I've simply grown tired of seeing it. When I was younger, I didn't care. It was just the result of an unpleasant incident. But my parents never seemed to share that opinion.
The scar doesn't affect my abilities, my intelligence or my position as a player. It has absolutely nothing to do with my value. I'm perfectly aware of that. ...But knowing something and actually believing it are two different matters, aren't they?
“Ah, how terribly discourteous of me. My name is Renée Beaumont.”
She stepped a little closer, extending her hand towards him in a gesture of mere courtesy.
“The opinion of an elite footballer such as myself carries considerably more weight than that of some second-rate coach.”
“So, you have no intention of improving as a player? How unfortunate. If no one bothers to point out your shortcomings, how exactly do you expect to get any better?”
She remarked, lifting a hand to smooth her jet-black hair, a faint trace of irritation+
Renée didn't slow down when Bunny positioned himself in front of the goal. Her gaze briefly followed his movements, assessing his stance and the distance between them. A faint, almost amused expression crossed her face.
“Protecting the goal already? How considerate.”
“Do you genuinely believe that’s going to work?”
The French player questioned, looking at the spectator with an almost incredulous expression.
“I highly doubt it’ll work. It’ll end in disaster.”
She questioned, slight shaking her head, she made no attempt to stop them.
|| #ooc; fun fact: she got the scar when she was a kid because she was fighting in school and the guy attacked her with scissors




















