👊🏼Amelia🤜🏼

"That's still good. And strength isn't everything. I try to be strong AND a good home maker."

"It's a great name! Strong too. Makes you sound cool."

She nodded her head.

"Hmmm..."

"Thank you. Yours is nice too. Makes me think of the sun. Is that what it means?"

Her expression became lax once she heard the sizzle

"My name is Amelia. A pleasure to meet you."

She walked over to watch him prepare the meal, sniffing the aroma of mixed herbs.

She felt oddly comfortable in such a place. Finding a place to sit and observe her surroundings, Amelia grew quiet.

"So...what's your name sir?"

"Ooohhh...fine..."

Her face flushed lightly, following him home.

"Eh?!?! W-Wait!"

She's dragged behind easily enough, despite being quite muscualr.

"Hmmm..." the girl pouted and folded her arms

After a bit she held out a hand

"Fine...I suppose it'd be rude to deny your gratitude..."

"Ah? Nono! I couldn't!"

"I didn't do it for reward, I just wanted to help. I appreciate the offer."

"Besides, you risked your life for it, it'd be unfair if I just took some for not really risking anything."

"It's my pleasure citizen!"

She gave Solas a thumbs up and cute smile

"Please refrain from going near large animals' territory, no amount of herbs is worth risking your life for mister."

"Lots of training."

She left the charging bear in the dust and then some, returning to civilization with Solas in tow.

Setting him down and dusting him off she smiled to him.

"There, you're safe now."

"I see. You gotta be a little more careful mister."

She picked up the elf man and threw him over her shoulder.

"What's he chasing you for?"

She avoided the same root, merely hopping over it.

She's running backwards now, looking at the big scary bear and speaking to the elf at fhe same time.

Running through the forest, clutching the herbs he’d gathered. Pursued by a bear.

#OpenRP

A "familiar" looking woman is jogging beside him, keeping pace with him albeit much more casually

"Hey mister, whatcha runnin' from?"

"Hmmm..."

Her posture relaxes

"I think we can extract information out of her...also...Greg...for some reason wanted her to live...I don't know why..."

She raises an eyebrow.

She did not expect that.

"Y-You're testing me...?"

// BRO! IT WORKED FINE IN THE PREVIEW BEFORE POSTING IDK WHAT HAPPENED!!!

"A ship girl...with the pilot who hurt Greg inside, controlling her."

"I didn't...know who else to bring her to..."

[ @symbiotic-lad.bsky.social ]

"Ezra...I have a mission report...and a prisoner..."

Gesturing to @lvl1villain.bsky.social

"Hngh...!"

Gritting her teeth and breaking Bismark's remaining arm via a quick armbar.

"Such bullshit..."

Slipping punches around Bismark's guard. Striking her in the jaw, gut, cheek.

Amelia rolls over, bringing Bismark with her and pinning her into a full mount.

Slamming more fists into her face.

Blood and repair fluid coating her hands.

Throwing her fist into Bismark's head.

"You...you did this?!"

Landing beside the husk.

"GREG!"
She cradles his body, frame and all in her arms.

"Don't be dead...don't be dead..."

Looking around, she sees the writhing Bismark on the floor, as well as her father laying on the ground.

She picks up on a distress signal and begins planet jumping to it

"Wraith...that's Wraith..."

She's found some neat intel.

Beating all the boys in arm wrestling contests. The girls are her hype team.

Dancing with everyone in the square.

Troopers, citizens, cores, fleetgirls.

She's remembering what it's like to be innocent.

Arriving on Verdant.

"It's..."

"It's just like home..."