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metal maiden - Adelita - 08-26-2018



ADELITA


WARRIOR FROM THE EAST


A woman of iron and gold, steel and mettle, fight and fire. Adelita had come a long way from where she had started, bearing the world on her back at some points and at others merely shrugging it off and watching it roll away. Points of her life had come and gone, the birth of her children, the loss of them as they walked out of her life. The fleeting romance of a burning infatuation. Had it been love? Perhaps. Maybe it hadn't.

All of it had been life, plain and simple. Experiences that the woman had taken and gone on with. She lingered on none of them, moving on as she always had. Wasn't it strange, to breathe the air again, clean from dust and dirt, away from the work that she had once cherished so much. She was still flecked with it here and there, though... well. It had been a desert, she thought. It had snowed, and as it had, muddied streaks had run down her flanks, curling around scales and dragging through her fur, cleaning away the work she had toiled through.

The mines were in the past now, once more, and the snow had seen to that.

Now Adelita stood among the structure of an old building that stirred memories, and her horned head turned, glowing eyes blinking as she gazed upon everyone. Some were muttering, many were huddled. They were a people bred for the heat of the sun on their backs, not this chill that had swept down onto them, it seemed. Her legs certainly weren't really up for the chill, stiff in the joints from packed snow, and she stepped away to clean them, shaking a front one first, dipping her head to clean it out.

She still had to meet others, but for now, she had to restore her legs to a more proper functioning order before she could do that. Part of her longed for her metal magic, so she could clean them efficiently, but hard labor was something she never really complained about, having done it most of her life up to this point.



@Teiran || yay! here we gooo. god i'm rusty with her  



RE: metal maiden - Teiran - 09-04-2018

Teiran watched the strange woman enter the court with keen interest. At first, the Solterran warrior thought the unicorn moved stiffly because of the cold but once she reached an area clear of snow that’s when Teiran noticed that her legs appeared to be metal. Prosthetics, she assumed, but how and why she couldn’t begin to guess. Still, her curiosity had been piqued. This woman was even more machine than she, who was robotic in almost everything she did.

At length, the rose hued soldier decided to approach, which was rather uncommon for her. If anything, what she really wanted was a better look at these curious ore cast legs. “You picked a bizarre time to find yourself in Solterra,” and Teiran used the flatly spoken greeting, if one could call it that, to observe the dark skinned and gilded woman before her. How would it be, she wondered, to have legs made of metal? Would they make her more powerful, more sure footed? If it could give her an advantage in protecting her court she was interested in it.

“If you need a fire to warm up by, there are several burning throughout the court,” as good an offer to stay as any the other woman would get from Teiran. Her sage green eyes were sharp, but perhaps sharper and more observant because of what had befallen her home. Trouble always brought out the severity in her. Things had settled down since the blizzard first started, the court becoming as adjusted as they could to a world covered in snow and cold. Or, perhaps, they only persevered, as Solterra always did regardless of what came at them

"Speaking."


@Adelita not the best but I hope it'll do!