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A Little Deception Never Hurt Anyone
@poeticphoenix
None of this was her scene. At all. But she had a purpose, well two. She had to keep an eye on the infamous Crimson Commander as he represented Shinra and was Master of Ceremonies at the Spring Chocobo Derby, and she had to do her typical line of work for the company besides. There were other turks a part of the, for lack of a better term entourage, five including herself. She was taking point, as ordered for the whole week long celebration with various events which had kicked off with a grand parade, that she was still picking confetti out of her hair from, and between that and the end big event, which was the race there would be fights in the Battle Square, various parties and the qualifying races.
It wasn't that she disliked Genesis, she had started to consider him a friend, but they were, in quite a few ways opposites. She preferred the shadows and he, the limelight. Which honestly did make him perfect for this.
Of course, Shinra was sparing no expense for their part of the show. They had sequestered the fanciest suite of the best hotel at The Gold Saucer, and luckily two separate bedrooms (thank the Life Stream because she's read THAT trope in books). The rooms on either side of the suite would be the accommodations for the other parts of Rhaposdos's security detail. Natasha herself had been given two sets of strict instructions, to keep an eye on the SOLDIER First Class, and to do some investigating into a reliable source's intel that someone had made a deal to transfer large amounts of profits to Wutai to help fund their opposition.
Once she had searched the suite from top to bottom, and placed security devices of her own in strategic locations, she gestured for the bellhops to bring in everything and gave the go ahead to the other turks to get settled in their rooms.
For reasons, obvious to Natasha herself at least, she carried her own bags in and took the smaller of the two rooms, closing the door behind her to check over the gear she had, before unpacking other things. First, she'd run some reconnaissance, get a lay of the land so to speak, and then she'd go from there.
It was nothing for a turk to be patrolling during big events, so she didn't have to alter her appearance or attire for now, but she came prepared anyways.
Satisfied with the state of things for now in her room and the suite over all, well the other room was Genesis's business and he could do as he pleased, Natasha wandered out to the sitting area and moved towards the door.
"I'm going out, try to behave. I'll be back later."
And after informing the other turks in his detail she was leaving the hotel, she seemingly disappeared and did not return until the sun had disappeared beneath the horizon, which was just in time to escort her flamboyant charge to the opening gala.
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shadowxcetra · 4 years
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Main Muse Info (FFVII)
Name: Eden Inbar
Many of the characters in the Final Fantasy Universe have unique names (such as Yazoo, Rude, and Cloud); I wanted to try to stick to that.  Her father gave her the name Eden, in hopes she would be as beautiful and bountiful in blessings, but he had no intentions in her falling into sin like those within the Garden. Eden is to represent the Garden of Eden in that sense. As the story progresses, Eden gradually becomes corrupted with the jealousy and the frustration in her struggle with her heritage and identity, she betrays the Planet and what she holds dear, thus resulting in her losing that spiritual light.
Not only she represents the fall of Eden, but her story is to illustrate Judas Iscariot, the disciple who committed betrayal out of greed. Ultimately, her story is to reveal that even the most faithful can fall. However, her story is to also show the radical power of forgiveness, how it can revive the dead spirit.
The last name, Inbar, means “Amber” in Hebrew. The amber eyes are a major characteristic of Eden. They are supposed to be inherited from her Cetran roots. From what I gathered, Ancients are known to have earthy traits; an example being Aerith’s green eyes and brown hair. Eden is given amber eyes not only because it is an earthy color, but it also represents her darker motivations. Amber is the color of sap that bleeds from wounded trees; when Eden betrays the Planet, she hurts all that is connected with it such as the people, animals, plants, and trees. Their blood stains her conscience.
Race: Cetra/Cosmo Canyon Native
Appearance: Eden stands about 5’ 3’’, and has medium tan skin from her mother and father. She is also considered underweight due to her subpar hunting skills. She is not always successful in catching food; and with the gritty, bleak world Final Fantasy VII is set in, many of the population were poor and couldn’t always afford necessities. Eden is one of those who struggle greatly.
She also has various scars from her hunts and battles. Three claw marks are seen on her left collarbone; three huge, jagged scars rip over her left rib cage and reach down her side. She also has scars from a bite wound on her right arm.
I based her appearance loosely on the Egyptian and Middle Eastern backgrounds. She bears the tattoos around her eyes and on her cheeks that are iconic of Egyptian relics, and wears three piercings on both ears (a golden ring, silver stud, and silver ring), the ivory fang gauge is seen only on her left ear. Two thin, silver lip rings are on her bottom lip.
There is also a tattoo on her left wrist, hidden beneath her arm covering. It is a small sun symbol with two eagle feathers. It’s to honor her late mother.
Each of the eight thin braids, each braid held together by a gold band. Her bangs are long, angled, messy, and jagged.
The choker she wears around her neck is hemp braided with a gun-metal, swirled tribal pendant that loosely resembles a beast’s paw. The dark satchel strapped to her hip often carries sleep materia and other small items she can manage to stuff in. She also has hazel eyes, to give an indication of her connection to the Planet. She also wears baggy, acid-stained jeans and furry boots.
From what I gathered from Cetra (Ancients) depicted from the Temple, they resonate with an appearance of those from Egypt and the surrounding area. I am aware that Aerith does not look as exotic (light skin tone, no eye markings) but I wanted to try to reflect what the Cetra ancestors may have looked, or intended to look.
Personality: Eden can be cunning, and she relies on this trait when facing a troubling situation; often choosing to stick to the shadows and tricks rather than facing someone head-on. Eden can’t stand the thought of losing control and is known to fight viciously and dirty when cornered. Preferring to be quiet and simply observe, she struggles with social interactions, especially first time meetings. She is paranoid towards others, thus she doesn’t trust easily. The woman is also victim to envy, as she can become very jealous towards those who are more skilled or more blessed than she is. She broods quietly instead of talking about her problems; and can seem dishonest, selfish, and stubborn.
However, towards those who grow close to her heart, she becomes protective and does her best to be dependable. The Ancient becomes more playful to those she loves and often becomes touchy-feely with them. She is rather insecure, due to her fear of the LifeStream and belief that she is cursed, and often looks towards intimacy as a means to help combat with her insecurities.
Parents:
Her father’s name is Cassiel, which is the name of the archangel of tears and solitude in the Kabbalah. He is an Ancient, and because of his heritage, he questions and fears of what the voices will do to him. Because of his fear, He tries not to get involved with the Planet’s troubles, despite the Planet’s urgings for him to act.
Her mother’s name is Nizhoni, which I found means “Beautiful” in Navajo. She is a Cosmo Canyon native, and a passionate supporter of AVALANCHE and the Planet. She tries to give as much as she can to support their cause.
Timeline:
Crisis Core, Original FFVII game/ FFVII remake:
It has been two years since her father’s death and Eden grows even more restless and unable to remain alone within the wilds. Upon her travels she heard some residents in Kalm speak of Midgar being “a place for heroes”. If a city could turn anyone into heroes, perhaps an easier way of life would be possible for her. While this was one of her reasons to come to Midgar, it wasn’t the only one. The very mention of the name “Midgar” stirred something deep within. It was like a prick of uncertainty, rousing an urgency to find something there. It made the feverish buzz of the spirits sharpen into mourning, which turned into outright screaming when “ShinRa” was ever spoken. Eden didn’t want to admit the Planet was also an influence to her entering the city.
Eden quickly realizes there was no desire for a hunter within the urban chaos and finds herself beneath the Plate. She discovers a means to making essentials accessible, however, as she turns towards Wall Market. She spends the late nights lurking along the streets, seeking out and luring potential victims who already had quite a bit of liquor and were on their way to the Honey Bee Inn or to other bars. She gives them the promise of a passionate good time, only to bring them out of public sight to either use Sleep materia on them or simply knock them out. These victims are then left among rubble and shade with their gil and valuables stolen. The repeated kidnappings and theft lead to her receiving the alias “Jackal” and though those of power have yet to pin down her identity, her luck is quickly running out with each risky attempt.
Through all this, the Planet’s ghostly echoes continue to haunt her. They hiss and seize her mind, pushing her to look for something, or someone. They urge her to search for this soul within the Slums, as well as keep a watchful eye upon those who are loyal to ShinRa. The relentless battle against the whispers comes to a head when she stumbles upon those called AVALANCHE and she is swept into the conflict between the freedom fighters and ShinRa.
Midst the storm of violence and escape, Eden discovers the one the Planet pushed for her to find: Aerith. Immediately she is fascinated and fearful of the fellow Cetra, and struggles between looking to her for guidance or continuing her fierce resistance to it all. She finds that not only is Aerith able to find comfort in these voices, but has given her far greater power.
This fuels Eden’s envy, she couldn’t understand why all she could hear are distorted, devilish whispers than supposedly familiar souls. Soon Eden comes to the idea that the Planet has truly condemned her to endure the curse of their bloodline, while Aerith receives the blessings of it.  Eden becomes enraptured by Sephiroth’s displays of control and words and in secret decides to side with him in hopes to gain some of that power. She sabotages AVALANCHE’s efforts to capture Sephiroth whenever able.
Eventually, Aerith confides in her the plan of saving the Planet. Eden encourages Aerith to go to the Ancient City alone, knowing that a trap would be waiting for her there. Once she witnesses Aerith’s death and her betrayal is revealed, however, Eden realizes her hands are stained not just of Cetran blood, but the blood of her allies and of all those who depend on the Planet. That was the only time the Planet fell truly silent for her.
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petitepistol · 4 years
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People tend to assume Wutai is a homogeneous continent, but the reality is that it isn’t. At all. This is a problem that Jung encounters from time to time, as the majority of folks will just assume he is from Northern Wutai. He’ll crease his brow at the topic, because his family originated from the region that historically had serious beef with the north.
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//so, while I catch my ass up on KH III stuff, I want to add a FFVIIverse to Izuru. As a possible either normal assassin peep, or a little experiment from some group of scientists not of ShinRa or so, but acts normal and still a little roaming assassin. so...yeet...
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Send me “Stay here with me tonight.” for my muse’s reaction
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@sentineloftheunderworld left a message: “Stay here with me tonight.”
Brows furrow at the question, head tilting slightly but enough that loose strands of red and white shift over her shoulder. She's quiet, studying her former mentor for a moment, he looks tired. This is one of the many reasons she doesn't look at him too closely, she makes jokes about him being old and calls him an old man even, but she doesn't want to see it in truth. It's just something to laugh about, and yet it isn't. Vincent is old, and he's worn, and yes, grumpy as hell a lot of the time, but he's earned that right.
"Where else am I going to go?" She's sure he means to stay at the Valentine Estate, which she had been, and she had lost track of how long that had been. Natasha supposes she could leave and maybe that's Vincent's deal, he's concerned she will just go off on her own and leave him behind…
Oh.
"Alright." She sits back down, crossing her legs and settling with her back against the wall. Both of them are solitary beings, but sometimes loneliness was not the best company, and it was better to have someone near who understands than to be alone with yourself and your own thoughts.
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Send “You’re hot” for my muse’s reaction to your muse saying that.
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@poeticphoenix left a message: You're hot.
" Uhum... is there something you needed?"
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PUT ¥ IN MY ASK AND MY MUSE WILL RATE YOUR MUSE
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@shieldshawk​ left a message:  ¥
MCU-
Looks: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 Personality: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 Attraction: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10
Would they date them: yes | no  - but I know you’re taken and we just like to mess with the rookies. Favorite thing about them: How you've always had my back, and decided I was worth possibly losing your job over. Least favorite thing about them: You don't do your paperwork! And you think it's a good idea to just crash in and out of windows.
Final Fantasy VII
Looks: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 Personality: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 Attraction: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10
Would they date them: yes | no - I’d have to date your wife too and I love Laura, but she’s not my type. Favorite thing about them: How you’ve taken me in and let me be a part of your family and look out for me.  Least favorite thing about them: When you team up with Reno to pull pranks on me instead of inviting me to help pull them on someone else, and hide in the damn ceiling to avoid Tseng, and not doing your paperwork! Oh, and having to play meet the “parents” with anyone I might get interested in.
Star Wars 
Looks: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 Personality: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 Attraction: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10
Would they date them: yes | no Favorite thing about them: You seem to always be there when I need you and you trust me. Least favorite thing about them: Your Jedi sensibilities, and how kriffing accident prone you are!
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the-blackest-spider · 2 years
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Materia usage, once degradation has begun can speed up the process, so once Natasha is in that stage, she has to be careful with the amount of energy she puts into using the Materia she has. Of course, at first, she is unaware of this problem until she uses maxed Materia and it weakens her considerably, to the point either she passes out and is unconscious for some amount of time, or it makes her ill.
This will apply to both her Turk verse and SOLDIER verse.
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the-blackest-spider · 2 years
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Random Asks | Always Accepting
@shieldshawk​ left a message:  Liho is committing crimes. Permission to put him in boycat jail? Lucky is an accessory to these crimes, she is also going to jail. For featherduster tail related crimes.
"In their defense, the feather duster probably had it coming?" Natasha arched a brow wondering what exactly had transpired while she had been off on an assignment for a couple of weeks, the usual sort where she had been instructed to remain out of communication until she returned, upon which she reported to President Shinra himself. Between him and Hojo she wasn't sure which she hated more. It probably depended on the day.
"Why was Lucky in my apartment... or did Lila insist on taking Liho to your home again while I was gone?" The red head inquired while loosening the tie at her neck and beginning to releave herself of her suit jacket, revealing the specially made shoulder holsters she kept her guns tucked into.
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the-blackest-spider · 2 years
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How come in all hos pictures as a Turk, Vincent looks like he's about to murder someone?
"Wait that's changed?" Natasha didn't bother to hold back her laughter, "I guess he looks a little more…" she was about to say tired, which made it not funny anymore, but she quickly pivoted, "anyway, this is Vincent Valentine you're talking about, murder is always on the table, even now."
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the-blackest-spider · 2 years
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Who would win in a fist fight, you or Vincent
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"Vincent. Everything I know, he knows, and taught me." Well, maybe not everything, she did have some tricks he didn't, that she had come into on her own, but he had gotten her there, "and if he even held back a little I'd be pissed." But she knew he wouldn't, she doubted he even knew how to hold back.
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"🙋" + favorite thing to annoy Vincent with
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Send "🙋" + any headcanons you want to know about my muse.
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That was a good question, one she wasn't entirely sure she had an actual answer for, she had employed various tactics, mostly with help of Marlene, but Vincent always seemed mostly unphased by any of it. "Honestly… the day I figure out I've actually managed to really annoy him with something, I'll let you know."
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Send "🙋" + any headcanons you want to know about my muse.
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@poeticphoenix left a message: 🙋 + favourite colour of eyeliner?
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"Whatever I happen to find laying around the SOLDIER Division if I'm there for some reason." Did she have to tease him? Yes, yes she did.
"Truthfully?" She had waited a couple of seconds before giving him an actual answer, "black, is there really any other color?" Of course, there is, but black goes with everything and works on any eye color, which made it the most useful shade.
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Send "🙋" + favorite pen to write with and then your least favorite
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Send "🙋" + any headcanons you want to know about my muse.
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"Are you really, seriously asking me this?" Of course, he was, Natasha sighed, her eyes rolling, "I prefer to write with a pen that works. So my least favorite would be a pen that doesn't work. Next question."
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Put an 😳 in my inbox if your muse would have sex with mine if they had a chance
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@poeticphoenix left a message: 😳
Pretty sure it's gonna happen juuuust a question of when, where and so on. XD
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Send “Over the Shoulder” for my muse’s reaction to suddenly being picked up and flung over your muse’s shoulder like a bag.
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@sentineloftheunderworld left a message: “Over the Shoulder” --insert evil laughter--
The scent of gun oil and something else, kind of woodsy and dusty fills her senses along with nothing for the eye to see but the color red. A frustrated sort of growl leaves her lips as she fights with Vincent's damn cape thing to get it from being in her face, batting away at it until she was free from it at least.
"What the hell… what the fuck do you think you're doing, Valentine?" Natasha wriggles in the ex Turk's grasp, but for as strong as she is, he's moreso, "You better have a good reason for this…" He has some purpose, but what it was, well she had no idea whatsoever and she would like to have at least an inkling as to what he was up to.
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