Kandy

Kandy wasn't trying to necessarily flirt with anyone really. She just wanted an escape from those really weird men. She had marched quite a heavy distance and then looked back at the man she used to leave. She never actually stared at him down yet. He mentioned being good looking. As he sat down, she made her distance as he sat in front of her on a bench. She looked him down. He was tall, even while sitting. He slim and well-fit. He had a pair of sunglasses on, but depending on how he tilted his head she could tell he had beautiful blue eyes. He was good looking. He was right.

He seemed to approach her slightly less aggressive state now. It was a serious matter all the same to him but her nervous and timid reactions only seemed to keep him engaged. That was probably a good thing. Or was it bad? Probably bad to let men see her like that but she seemed to let alot of people walk on her as well. Maybe she DID need to take his advice! His name was Corvo? Noted. She nodded and would call him Corvo. He probably didn't like sir. That probably made him feel old. Right? "Oh?" It was her turn to give a name. He was smirking at her and called her Sugar. Now

Kandy was quickly caught off guard from her thoughts about asking a question and soon about the matter at hand about the helmet. Kandy yipped as he got in her face. She was obviously flustered. She listened to him and managed eye contact as he began to vent on how important it was to keep these things. She felt her abdomen churn. Why was he was in her space? As he progressively continued, her face suddenly vanished behind her two hands. She was shielding his gaze on her. "Yes....." She started, "I......I understand. Yes sir....." It was muffled but still clearly audible.

Kandy looked down at the edge of the pond. She saw her reflection at first, but the more she looked down the more murky it became. Her reflection in the blue waters of the pond became blurry and fuzzy. Then she could no longer see it at all. While it looked just like nothing, tears slid down under her helmet to her chin, and then dropped in the pond. The girl looked away from pond, allowing other thoughts and sounds to vibrate in her metal. She heard the sudden stop of a frog croaking as she watched it plop in the water by her foot. It was spooked by something. The crickets continu

He was getting annoyed with her. Damn, she better be careful and not make him walk away. Kandy decided she'd succumb to his ill behavior just so he wouldn't leave her. After all, this man was providing his time to help her out. Yes, Kandy did have bad thought processing issues. Not so much anger, like her assistant of the day did. "Uh." she went again. Damn, he brought up the people who did shit to her helmet? She never did tell them it was just a bunch of kids and a man. Oh no, he was going to think she was fragile. Then again, Kandy was fragile, and she knew that. But she didn't want

Let's try again! Kandy made herself more visible as she waited for Sable to miss as well, and Eulogy to get a good hit in. Freyd seemed very proud of their comrade landing a hit, this was due to their swift playful exchange that was audible to her. All the hate was on Freyd, so while it went and targeted him, she gave her polearm another good stab. Maybe she would be next to land a hit? Swing! Nope! Another miss. Kandy gave a deep sigh as the beast did his slight shifting away from her as before. This wasn't going to good on her part. She wasn't contributing to the m

Everything pisses him off.......... "Oh. Well then." Well, he was helping her right? That meant she hadn't pissed him off too bad. Right? For some reason, despite not knowing this man at all, his view of her became something important to her. This was due to the fact he was assisting her, and well, perhaps a little moody or angry. Well, she wouldn't call this man angry....but it was something of that kind perhaps. She looked at him for once in his face, her face was....uh....seemingly went from sad to a smile. She laughed nervously at him with a slight before sharply turning h

She had seen the man multiple times, but not had dared to look into his face. The woman was so perplexed by her own situation, when he reached out to touch her...she jolted. She stopped but didn't pull away or sink towards him, rather, she was shocked that the man had approached her in the first place. Seeing him close now.... Hajidere mode activated. In realization that the man meant her, she gasped in surprise. Wait! Was she really that problematic? "Oh!" she went again. Her head went down in sadness, "I-I'm sorry....I didn't..." He was antsy about her behavior too? She

Why oh why....... 'Why do I always have to let people run over me.....' Kandy held her own head in irritation, rubbing her temples. Her face held a look of disgrace by her dilemma. Just a few minutes ago, she ran into a group of much younger players. They were playing some sort of horrible put together makeshift "baseball" game. She was approached and while the conversation started off mildly wholesome, it led to a man walking over, taking her helmet, and using it as a "ball". The helmet flew across the area and into the unknown seemingly endless street trail. Now, here was Ka

The ugly beast focused its attention fully onto Freyd. As the beast moved and focused on him, she made her way around 3ulogy and Sable and attempted to thrust her small weight into her polearm as a way to cut the beast. Wooo! Missed. Kandy sighed. The monster shifted just enough to completely bounce away from Kandy's weapon. "Uh oh....." Kandy said under her breath. it was more of like a mental comment she expressed out loud to herself, rather than towards her comrades. Yet, this was still a true indicator that she truly messed up. Hopefully, the others in her group

Freyd expressed his plan, goals, and directions with the group. He was very serious about the matter and therefore she quietly listened. As Freyd made eye contact with her, beneath her helmet, she gave a firm nod as if trying to confirm she understood. She followed behind them and as they made there way to the cliff, Kandy was determined to park herself in the back of the group. She saw the ugly beast moivng, and Freyd brought up to look at it's teeth. Thank god she wore her helmet, because of her eccentric facial expressions were changing abruptly under it. She didn't really wan

"Yes. I'm here for the Sharkbait program...." she responded to him. The younger man, much like herself compared to Freyd, offered a compliment to her which took her eyes from Freyd over to his. "Oh...." she got caught off guard very soft by his greeting. The girl tilted her head, "Oh....uh, it's easy for me to have it on. I feel it's very nice under here. But yes, I can see!" she nodded now. Her voice was very mousy. While this other person seemed to welcome joining their party. He seemed to like the aesthetic she had going on regardless. She smiled kindly at him- 3ulogy. "It

".....!" she screamed very suddenly trying to get away. Then something came from behind the men. There was a lot of bodies being pushed to and fro as the scene of people continue to accumulate. Damn, she'd never go to this place ever again. Too much.....desperation and perverse insinuations. It overwhelmed her. Though to be honest, most people would be very upset by the harassment to. Although, Kandy deep inside wanted to fight back, she cowered. She stiffened up in regards to animosity begining to generate- that and closet hatred from the men who circled her. Yet, she couldn't spout that

Kandy took a deep inhale than exhale. She was never good at these sort of things- or so that's what she thought. People could think very differently than Kandy's prominent insecurity. Kandy was destined to do better, but in the meantime she could never come to that conclusion. The girl with her weapon in hand and her helmet on head, began to approach the two men she'd be accompanying for this journey. She came from behind both 3ulogy and Freyd. Apparently, 3ulogy had asked him something that she was a little bit confused herself. No judgment came across her mind and her lips. After she

Kandy was horrible at putting others in their place. "Oh, you mean me?" she pointed to herself dumbfounded at the approach of him, "You are talking to me?" That's why she was great at getting harased by men all the time. She sat in a pub. She was the only woman there. She sat in a corner. It was the worse decision to make. A whole bunch of men began to surround her and pester her. It started harmless like complimenting her, asking how she was, and then it jumped to full blown perversion. Her face scrunched up behind her helmet. She cringed and twisted her sitting position