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Edited by ofaDyingStar: 6/18/2016 9:56:01 PM
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Deidris's Retort

https://i.imgur.com/759pxqc.jpg [B]Deidris[/b] [I]Titan · Human · Female[/I] https://i.imgur.com/98QOk0C.jpg Subclass: [I]Sunbreaker[/i] Weapon Specialty: [I]Shotgun, Hand Cannon[/I] Fireteam: [I]Nirwen, Colovance[/I] Age: [b]Late Twenties[/b] Pre-Resurrection Era: [b]24th Century, AD, Mercury[/b] [I]Excerpt[/I] [Spoiler] “You’re only saying that because you’re Nirwen’s little lapdog.” Tormod scoffed, it was Deidris who reacted before they had even realised they were being insulted. She’d darted forwards and knocked him clean off his feet with a fiery fist to his jaw. It wasn’t as if Colovance needed her to fight his battles for him, but she knew damn well he was far too polite to knock someone around if they deserved it. She wasn’t so polite, living in the vast deserts of Mars did that to a woman. She stood over Tormod, breathing heavily, her hands clenched into fists. “No, he’s saying that because we all think you’re a danger to the Wolves. You can be replaced, we can’t replace any of us if your stupidity gets any of us killed.” Nirwen was honestly surprised she hadn’t spat in his face, he almost expected the brutish titan to do so. He was glad she didn’t, maybe Colovance’s properness was rubbing off on her. She did aim a sharp kick to the larger titan’s side, though, as she retreated. “We all agreed that we would be equals here, Nirwen may be the one who directs us but we are all equal when we make decisions. I agree with him, you need to go.” Torment’s cheek was singed, it would heal well enough but the mark that it had now was a rough reminder that his over confidence was getting the best of him. He stood, eyes narrowed at her before he turned his attention to Nirwen. “You’re a coward.” He growled, “making her fight for you. You wouldn’t do it yourself because you want everyone to think you’re so great, that you’re so merciful but we all know you’re a bloody coward and a manipulative —“ He was on the ground again, this time it was Finnala who’d done it with a swirl of purple energy. She huffed a breath, a chuckle. “Don’t worry, Nirwen, we don’t think that at all.” Though he did have a few doubts about a few of the members, he wasn’t going to say anything. He would let their colours show and hope that it didn’t lead to anyone’s death. “Remember, I was in charge here. I wouldn’t have given that up if I didn’t think you could do a better job than me.” Deidris did spit on Tormod’s face that time, who was just beginning to get up again from getting knocked down. She kicked him to his back and stood over him, one foot planted firmly on either side of his shoulders and grinned down at him, her messy hair hanging around her head. “You’re officially unwelcome here. Go, now, before you need to be extracted from the carpet.” She stepped back, letting him rise. And when it looked like he was about to hesitate, she clenched one fist into a burning spurt of fire; it was a [i]very[/i] clear threat. [/spoiler] Edit: Deidris is on the Creations page! https://www.bungie.net/en/Community/Detail?itemId=206670744 [url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Forums/Post/206604670]Iron Wolves Master Thread[/url]

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