Hava will absolutely take a slapping contest from anyone.

Throwing a bunch of jacks on the ground.

Sighing and leaning against her table.

She is entertained by herself.

Pulling on her suit and letting jt snap back into place.

Holding the sword shards in her hand. Gears turning.

"They're attacking me unprovoked, I am better."

"If another one comes after me, I might have to investigate." She shakes her head. "It's dangerous..."

"She was waaay smarter than that, never really panicked about anything." Light dances across her crown-shaped pupils. "I think these people are just disrespecting her decisions."

"That seems to go directly against her decision. Do they not trust her judgment???"

"I did, but she gave me her legacy."

"Dunno why he'd do that... She passed everything onto me when she died."

"Oh..." She turns to look at the corpse but finds it missing. "...you sure..?"

"I ain't ever done that." She shakes her head. "All right, then, smart guy. Who is he?"

"Do you identify that when someone's trying to kill you?"

"I don't. His armor was definitely foreign."

"No, he just didn't say anything!" Hava waves her arms slightly. "Just popped out the water and started swinging."

Her energy rises and she regenerates. "It was nothing, really. He could hurt me, but he wasn't really fast." She's flexing her fingers. "...still don't know what his problem was..."

She side-steps it, slowly. There's conflict in her eyes for a moment, but it disappears quickly. Hava takes the sword from him and slashes between his nose and mouth. The New God inspects the weapon before breaking it again.

Hava blocks the sword swing to redirect it, losing her fingers in the process. Her other arm cocks down and launches, getting a nasty chin-check on the guy, knocking his helmet off.

Hava pulls the sword out of her shoulder and breaks it in her hand. "He came at me screamin'... I honestly don't know." Holding her palm out towards Liam, her hand beginning to spark.

- ᴊᴏɪɴ ᴜꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰɪɢʜᴛ - [For event purposes Only] - Death Captain Ethan Jackson of the 3rd Special Shock Division - Ministry of Science and Defense's special psychic unit - Cocky, even when he's the fourth of the Squad - Around Late 20's (continue) - OR GET THE FUCK OUT THE WAY -

She's got a sword through her shoulder. A knightly man bearing Renzoku's crest is pounding on her head while being held in a choke grip.

❤️ For an interaction 🔄 to spread Both to plot

Holding a few black feathers between her fingers.

#openrp / #mvrp

Doing some stretches.

"ʜᴇʏ, ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ɢᴏᴛ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅᴇʀ." ᴍᴏʙɪʟᴇ ᴄᴏʀᴇ ▼▼▼

// new character soon

𝐹𝑜𝑟 𝑏𝑜𝑡ℎ 𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑠𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑠, 𝑙𝑒𝑡'𝑠 𝑚𝑎𝑦𝑏𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑟𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒔. ‎‎ ℝ𝕖𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕔𝕒 𝔾𝕣𝕖𝕪𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕥 ‎ ‎ 𝕄𝕦𝕝𝕥𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕒𝕝 𝕎𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕣 ‎ ‎ ℂ𝕦𝕣𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕊𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕒𝕣 ‎ ‎ 𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕥𝕚𝕔 𝕊𝕡𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕖𝕗 ‎ ‎ 𝕋𝕎: ℙ𝕠𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕒𝕝 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕜 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕤 #mvrp #fantasyrp #dndrp #ffrp #bskyrp #monsterrp ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 💙+🔄

Returning to Verdant with a nosebleed.

The Wanderer's punch knocks the green right off of Hava, her head is down. "gggggg...." Coughing up blood and hacking. "i'm done! i'm done!"

Hava wraps her hair around the monk's wrist and quickly turns around to let out a burst of electricity.

HEEELP I THOUGHT I WAS HER

Hava smashes head-first into the ground. "Ah-!" She spins to recover, anticipating a strike from the hero and blocking.

Swinging on her right before they land, quick speedy kick.

Following. Arms crossed.

She feels like she's gonna vomit. "...hey... do you mind sparring with me?"

Flying towards the new house that showed up.

<--- pale

If Hava could be Martyred the world would never hear the fucking end of it she is so dying.

𝗠𝗔𝗬𝗢𝗥 𝗼𝗳 𝗧𝗥𝗨𝗙𝗙𝗘𝗟 𝗶𝘀𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗱, 𝐄𝐕𝐄. ————————— ( #oprp / #mvrp / #onepiecerp )

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