ithaca was thankful for her skills as a netrunner and so were many others -- such as @badtrigger. this heist was a big one and while it took a toll on her ... it proved to be worth it. she relaxed on her 'running chair , head leaned back against the headrest. now would be a nice time for a nap or something. her eyes fluttered shut for a moment only to be interrupted by her holo buzzing. ❛ we're having a huge celebration at the clubhouse-- get over here! ❜ then the call cut off with no room for protest. she sighed and put on a mocking smile , rubbing her face. well obviously now she had to go. she wouldn't decline such a helpful associate now would she? luckily it wasn't too far of a drive and it gave her enough time to mentally prepare.
by god-- or whatever was out there-- there were so many people here. joytoys, los piratas members, everything that could be imagined. it reeked of drugs and alcohol. bile rose in her throat. she didn't belong here. but she was invited, so she would stay. ithaca shrugged and blew out a deep breath. her gaze flickered and zoomed soon finding vaas towards the edge of the party. she was quick to make her way towards him and stand next to , folding her hands. ❛ congratulations. with this , the future is looking bright , don't you think? and .. i appreciate the invite. generally this isn't my sort of thing but why the hell not? ❜
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@prvtocol liked for a one-liner!
❛ you need to be careful , there will not be a next time. ❜
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" hey ithy try to find the mistletoe 😏 "
𝐎𝐇, 𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐒 𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐅𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐘 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐇𝐄? what mistletoe is he talking about? ithaca looks around quickly before looking down and suddenly an unamused expression crosses her face. the mistletoe was conveniently attached to his beltloop and hanging down , covering his groin. ❝ haha, very funny vaas. any joytoy follow through with it yet? or did you convince bri to indulge you? it's very festive i'll admit. ❞ sarcasm is thick in her voice but she actually found it hilarious that he wore something so stupidly genius.
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🍻+“ do you believe in love ?” (ithaca from bri)
❝ i do! there is love for everyone, and i think there is love for me too! i … i really like @badtrigger [santiago] but i dont think i could ever tell him. we’re two different people, yknow? i will never fit in with the people he runs with and think thats part of the reason he might not like me either. im just that weird little netrunner that accompanies them, ready to be thrown away when not convenient! ❞ minor sadness immediately drowned by another bottle of whatever booze was given to her. shake that feeling, drink!
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🍻+“ who hurt you ?” (Ithaca from bri)
❝ who hurt me? oh thats a loaded question, haha! ❞ she looks mildly uncomfortable but the alcohol was numbing her feelings. it was fine, she could talk about it, right? ❝ everyone did! myself, my parents, everyone failed me! i let myself spiral and become addicted to some bad stuff, my parents turned me into a monster, cant really win can i? haha. only thing i can do is try to be better. doesn’t seem to be working though, no matter how hard i try. ❞ she falls silent. this conversation is over — it was enough.
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— changed ith’s modifications a little bit just bc me and @badtrigger are big brain but ithaca has a voice modulator so when she wants to be extra dramatic or creepy , she can warble or distort her voice when using any sort of her quick-hacks or when she needs to be anonymous LMFAO.
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also another thing i was talking about with zaff is like . ithaca tries to be non-lethal in most gigs . she does not LIKE to kill . but if they tell her to use lethal force , she will. if not , she defaults to non-lethal quickhacks. in any other case such as life or death — she will use a cyberpsychosis [ and immediately get the fuck out of there because thats a ticking time bomb with a Very short fuse ] , suicide [ and lowkey cry afterwards ] , or system reset [ nonlethal ] and boogey the shit out of there. because sure ithaca can fight and use guns / monowire but she can easily be overpowered physically if she is not careful enough.
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i was discussing this with @badtrigger but bc of ith’s past addiction to drugs , she wont do any besides synth-weed considering its non addictive and its to help soothe her anxiety. its also why she absolutely refuses to take painkillers of any kind bc its what she got hooked on when she nearly got Deleted from existence. its been a very long time since shes done any so she is able to be AROUND them without feeling any sort of urge. maxdocs and any sort of stim is fine for her to use as well considering she doesnt really . use them? she doesnt EVER get that level of wounded for her to use them . so it doesnt strike as a problem .
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looks at iths past
man this girl can fit a lot of trauma in it
shitty parents and upbringing? check
former addiction? check
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@valheri liked for a one- liner!
❛ you dont strike me as the irrational or emotional type, so what was that? ❜
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A lavender orchid, as real as his love for its recipient, pressed between the pages of a journal with a brown faux-leather cover. The look and napped feel of it imitates that of precious materials, even if it itself is not made of any. Santiago reasons it's a safe gift to get Ithaca for her birthday -- who doesn't like to sit and jot down their thoughts? Vent one's frustrations into paper when no one else is around to lend an ear? Maybe such things are antiquated, but he figures there's a hundred ways a person can fill a journal. Ithaca is bound to find one. He sets the gift down on the sidetable next to her and then joins her on the couch. "Feliz cumpleaños. What will you do today?"
���𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐀 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐒𝐔𝐁𝐉𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐑. they were either not celebrated , or been something of misery. she'd never had a good birthday -- until now. ithaca was surrounded by so many people who cared for her in ways she could not fathom. including santiago who had managed to steal her heart as quickly as she stole his. the journal is gorgeous and immediately ... the purple flower grabs her attention. an orchid. her favorite flower. it symbolized love , beauty , and all the precious moments in life. ❝ honestly i ... i'm not sure what i'm going to do. probably buy a new bottle of shitty booze , write in this gorgeous journal you just got me , and just relax. i don't have anything else waiting for me or in mind. ❞ she laughs quietly and watches as her cat brushes past. oriental short hair named mocha with how brown it was. ithaca paid serious money to get it to night city and she loved that cat more than herself if she was being honest. it brushes up to santiago , expecting the least bit of love. ithaca sighs and leans against her partner with her hands coming up to cling to his arm. theres a moment of silence between them before she pipes up quietly. ❝ thank you ... santi. for this , for everything. normally this isn't something i would do or celebrate -- but you made it worth something. happy , something good. if you want to stay ... i would like that. ❞ everything came rushing up at once and a singular tear rolls down her cheek. this was the happiest she'd been in a long time. things were getting better and she wouldn't trade it for anything else.
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you be careful. // santo for ithaca
𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐘 , 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐘 𝐕𝐔𝐋𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐌. they needed her for a job that had popped up without warning -- and she didn't have her 'running suit. but they did have a bathtub that could hold ice. it wasn't her ideal setup but she wasn't in any position to complain. ithaca is clad in nothing with the majority of her person being hidden beneath the ice that cooled her body. goosebumps cover every inch of her skin. ❝ you know i will , santi. just be ready to pull me out -- at a safe time -- if anything goes sideways. i ... ❞ the netrunner is ready to say something but opts not to. [ WHAT WAS SHE GOING TO SAY? ] . she reaches a hand behind her skull and jacks in. the world immediately becomes something of ones and zeros , and language she's comfortable and fluent in. LET THE GAMES BEGIN.
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“ are you okay with me touching you? “ // santo ithaca
[ read more bc this is long not bc of anything in particular uvu ] @badtrigger
it is a horrifying and paralyzing thing when you realize you've been bested. beaten. you lost. it's even scarier when you come close to looking death directly in the eye, almost succumbing. ithaca had accompanied them on a heist this time and had found a port within the building to jack into and 'run from there -- aiming to assist from the virtual end. yet, even with all of her precautions and skill, someone had managed to find her. she was violently disconnected from the port, which scrambled her mind and could've nearly killed her initially had her luck been awful, and thrown to the side. the netrunner hit the ground with a brutal thud and coughed violently. FUCK! this wasn't good. was everyone else okay? what was happening? she stood and pulled her monowire out with a nervous expression. her ram was still replenishing itself -- she couldn't do anything. but she held her ground. he wanted to dance? let them dance. the fight was painful to both endure and watch as by the climax they were both bloody and bruised and her attacker managed to gain the upper hand. he had her pressed up against the wall with his hand wrapped around her throat in an act of sadism, the netrunner's vision slowly blackening. but there is hope. PING! the sound of her ram fully replenished. she smiled, with difficulty. her voice modulator veered between regular voice and demonic -- with how tightly he gripped her. ❝ Y̴̳̐O̶̱͆́Ų̵̲̙̏͗̌Ȑ̴͈͔̖̝ ̶̲̰̱̔̈́̐̀B̶͈̂L̵̥̪̗̠̈́̒̆O̵̭̚O̷̺̳̞̪͐̃̚͝D̷̟̩̉̌̔ ̶̡͕͎̒̓́͛͜I̴͍͉͔̎̓S̸̳͔̪̈́̿͂ ̸̮̠͖͕̌Ț̴̭̂̉̈́O̸̜̘͋͛́̚Ȯ̵͓̻͖̙̈́̄̚ ̵̧̢̰̘̑͛͝D̵̢͓̓̓͗͝I̵̼͝R̷̭͍̿̋̕̕T̵̛̙̈́Y̶̫̭̙̲͛̍͗ ̸͙̂̈̓͋F̸͚̟̙͑͛̌O̵͑̒ͅȐ̶̟͂̀̈ ̷̡͓͇̻͊͛̋̐M̸̗̏̅͐̾Y̸̬̭͒̄ ̵̭̑͌H̷̟͕̿A̵̺̟̍̉̚͝��̙N̸̟̔̇̑D̵̩̥̟͆S̷̰͔̑.̶̹̰̊̀̇̿ ❞ her eyes shone and glowed a more vibrant amethyst, quickhack activating. 𝘚𝘜𝘐𝘊𝘐𝘋𝘌. there was nothing but 𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐑 in the mans eyes as his cybernetic arm raises his own pistol against him, quickly firing a bullet into his temple. she drops to the floor with a series of coughs that have her curling in on herself. oh, how she wanted to sleep right now. santo's voice echoing around her startles the netrunner out of her thoughts but she cannot quite understand him with how disoriented she was. from that point forward everything was a blur. she didn't remember being brought back to or arriving at the clubhouse, secluding herself from anyone else besides santo who sat across from her. she was shaking. ARE YOU OKAY WITH ME TOUCHING YOU? initially she flinches from the sudden speech. but then she nods, voice so hoarse it was nearly a whisper. ❝ y... yeah. i'm okay with that. ❞ there were multiple opens wounds on her that hadn't been cleaned up yet mostly because of that fact that she had refused to let anyone else touch her or let them within a ten foot radius of her. the worst was the hand print bruise on her throat that had formed -- which obviously couldn't be treated but served as a painful reminder that she nearly lost a fight. everything ached so badly right now she just wanted to be put out of her misery. his touch was gentle. something she had forgotten over times gone by. ❝ th... thank you. i'm... sorry you have to see me like this. all shaken up like.. like a coward. ❞
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3o﹕ a random text . // vaas ithaca
[ SMS ] to RESIDENT PYSCHO ! ( vaas ) : [ there is no text or caption , just a picture of night city -- from a seemingly high vantage point. where is she? the world may never know. how ominous! ]
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“you’re very quiet… i hope i don’t scare you.” // vaas being smug & sarcastic to ithy
“ you’re very quiet... i hope i don’t scare you. ”
this is the very first time they have met in person. every time before , it has been over the comfort of a holo or voice call. she’s a very reclusive person and obviously as a netrunner she prefers to do her work from the comfort of her home. ithaca was initially unsettled by vaas and seeing him in person didn’t help this notion. he was a solid nine inches taller than her and looked like he had more than a few loose screws. she kept her distance from him but was close enough to hold her ground. a brow raises , expression stoic.
“ i’m just a quiet person-- you don’t scare me. its nice to finally meet my affiliate in person. you .. you have a cool mohawk? ” that was not a smooth save , but it was a save nonetheless. was he a person that would shake hands? probably not. neither was she. now she just felt awkward. ith looks up at him and her shoulders relax , stoic expression now melting into an ever so slight grin. might as well be friendly otherwise this partnership was going to go sour very quickly.
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“I hope they didn’t harm you…” (bri to ithaca)
𝗛𝗢𝗟𝗢 𝗖𝗔𝗟𝗟 : @prvtocol
" 𝙸 𝙷𝙾𝙿𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈 𝙳𝙸𝙳𝙽'𝚃 𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙼 𝚈𝙾𝚄… "
YOU MAY SPEND A MAJORITY OF THE TIME IN THE NET , BUT YOU ARE NOT SAFE FROM HARM. the 'running room is cold and stale like an operation floor-- sterile. the netrunner had come out of her comfort zone and made a trip to japan town in order to find 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒓𝒚 another gift , which she realized she'd been doing quite often. ithaca had always hated corpos with how she was raised by them. but this one wasn't that bad. she had never treated her simply as an object of business but rather an actual human being. that , she commended her for. most corpos wouldn't take a second thought before throwing their business partners to the wolves like lower grade trash. brianne was different. she'd never forgotten how cruel the outside world was but she put too much faith into her ability to blend in. tyger claws roam every inch of westbrook and especially japan town. the runner would always try her best to steer clear of trouble due to her lack of build and fighting skills but trouble always seemed to find her. the gift was a little pendant with an engraved B in the middle , obviously fake jewel , but it got the message across. mission successful-- time to go home. it wasn't that long of a walk but a confrontation with the tyger claws stopped her dead in her tracks. per usual , a few drunken and feisty ones were out and about. her voice is quiet but assertive-- stop or i will quite literally fry your brain , for lack of better words. they did not like her attitude. the confrontation went sideways but swiftly. the moment one of them made a move to attack her she simply executed a few quick-hacks and they were no longer a problem. minus the fact that one of them managed to slice at her with mantis blades and give her a rather large laceration on her arm. she doesn't remember getting back home but what she does remember is hitting herself with the most refreshing max-doc in existence and feeling adrenaline course through her system. ithaca had nearly gone unconscious on her chair but luckily she had enough strength to focus on staying awake -- and stitching up her arm. it was painful and atrocious but she didn't have to feel it much before her holo went off.
" tenshi speaking. miss landry? i ran into tyger claws-- i am fine. they did harm me , but i assure you , i am fine. nothing that a max-doc and my steady hands cannot fix. i got you something though , i wanted to give it to you earlier but obviously my plans got a bit sidetracked. i hope you can forgive me. " she holds the necklace up for bri to view with her good arm , grinning weakly-- something she did not do often. what a way to cope with humor.
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