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Rita LeBeau
Personal Info
Name: Rita LeBeau
Race: Mutant
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Blood type: O-
Father: Remy LeBeau (Gambit)
Mother: Elizabeth Braddock (Psylocke)
Physical Appearance
Height: 5’4
Weight: 115
Body type: She is of smaller height and skinny as a rail with not much muscle mass either, her body though is flexible. Her boobs are a small b-cup and not very pronounced.
Facial features: Her face is oval shaped with a small, semi-long nose, her cheekbones are high and her jaw is small with her chin slightly pointed.
Skin type: Rita’s Skin is pale and creamy with the only blemish being a beauty mark just below her lips on the left si
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Literature
Christmas
Snow fell in large flakes down on the village of Konoha coating the world in a white powder knee deep in some places. People bustled about the town wearing all manner of winter clothing scarves coats and earmuffs so fluffy they looked like clouds puffing from people’s ears. Lights on every building practically burned with a soft glow hanging from the roofs adding to the wonderful air or mirth and celebration with each flake that landed. The smells of hearty stick to your ribs food wafted from near every restaurant and food stall in the village serving hungry customers not only nourishment but the much needed warmth for the soul that is
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His rough hands glide against my skin
Callouses marred by years of work
My body aches and I
Feel his pulse beating against me
Counter rhythm
There is no more
He has become my undoing
In essence
He has become my breath
And I cannot breathe
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Literature
Shayne and Natalie: Excerpt from AIWAV
Shayne stayed by Natalie’s bed the entire time she was out, cleaning her if she soiled herself, feeding her when she needed something to eat and giving her water when she had to drink. He stroked her hair when she cried out in the night and whispered things in her ear just for her to hear so she would forget the pain of her dreams. The need for him to protect her and be there for her was overwhelmingly difficult to ignore, the prospect of him running from her now a sickening thought in his already overburdened mind. Shayne as he had been, sat at the edge of her bed that was hardly a bed at all. Natalie lay on a string of boxes covered
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