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Ziva David ([personal profile] 4letters4ninja) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2010-08-01 06:49 pm

Other worlds you say? (Active/Open)

Characters: Ziva David, Open to Anyone
Content: Ziva's traveling through the city, heading towards the Church...and the door to the next world.
Setting: Somewhere in the city.
Time: Week 23, Afternoon.
Warnings: Ziva in herself is a warning. Edit1: Ziva and Trudy though? This may be chaos in badass women form. Edit2: Aaaand Grace's mouth. She's her own swear word dictionary.

Apparently, it held the connection between this city, and another world. She really didn't know what was on the other side, but she was moderately armed, and could hold her own with most things she would probably come across.

So, she was heading to these so called other worlds to see what she could find out about this original city. Everyone seemed to end up here, in the domes, and spread out from there. Except for the strange blond citizens, who just stayed within the gates, and gave anyone who didn't look like they belonged there strange looks. But she was used to this by now.

Maybe these other places would have less of these identical citizens and more interesting things to look at. She stopped at a small shop to take a look at what they had, since she wasn't in a hurry to get there just yet. She wanted to see what was still going on in this town, considering there had been some strange events going on since she'd arrived.

sorry, forgot to track DX

[identity profile] samplethesoul.livejournal.com 2010-08-16 02:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Grace offered a smirk to Trudy at that, making her way over and giving the woman Trudy was speaking to a quick glance over. She was pretty sure she'd never seen the woman before, in Avatar or human form, but at least she arrived in time to hear her name. Ziva. Grace filed it away.

"Dr. Grace Augustine," she answered, though she didn't offer a handshake right away. If Ziva wanted one, she'd spare one, but Grace's methods of work didn't always run the same way as politeness, especially when she was dealing with strangers in this strange world.

"I never doubted your ability to make friends," Grace shot back at Trudy. Really, it was her own that was the trouble-maker. Grace tended to make enemies or work allies, not friends. Jake and the people rooted deepest in the Avatar Program were the exceptions. Plus the Na'vi she'd taught for so long.

Her gaze returned to Ziva for a moment, but her words were directed at Trudy. "I guess the question is, do I bring out the tank or go as I am?" Bringing out the tank would require an extra stop back at the apartment and Grace was kind of not in the mood to deal with that. "I'd say I'm more inclined to go as is. I doubt the plants are any worse on people here."

With her mind apparently made up, Grace turned to look around again. Clearly, that subject of conversation was done in her mind.