Madd
She/Her
27
April 1
Circester
Asexual
Tackle Shop Manager
Grunt
Someone's always criticizing. You might as well do what the fuck you want.
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Madeline McKenna
Allegiance on Ice [M][Temp]
POSTED ON Dec 25, 2023 18:13:18 GMT
[attr="class","samjertop"][attr="class","samjer"] [attr="class","samjermain"] Normally, authority meant jack shit to her. She didn’t care if you were a CEO or a flipping king. If you cut in front of her at a roller coaster, she was getting you kicked out of the park. The whole ‘rules for thee and not for me’ thing was part of why she joined Rocket. Though most of the reason stemmed from being a hormonal teenager with daddy issues. But, for some reason, having Tempest Quinn around made her nervous. Definitely not her baby cousin nervous, but not the neutral, level-headed self she typically presented. Maybe some part of her thought he could read her mind. That somehow his gaydar or whatever would let him spot the niggling doubts behind the tit mountains. Absolutely ridiculous. Fortunately, the redhead thought she’d hidden it pretty well. The six layers of snow gear helped. Yakuza, meanwhile, had zero nerves to speak of. The Obstagoon didn’t process danger in a standard way. Instead, the dark type kept running ahead to catch snow on his tongue and occasionally do snow angels in the drifts. “Get back here, Yakky.” Madd’s voice dropped into a hiss as she drew to a stop. With a toothy grin, the Obstagoon jogs back to her. Staring up at the wall of ice in front of her, the redhead’s eyes narrowed. Even from here, she could see the pockmarks in the ice—open wounds left behind by Leaguers trying to dig into the past. Apparently, this wasn't Nevermelt Ice. Acting like being the government somehow gave them the right to claim history. For now, she doesn’t see any lookouts at the dig site. Maybe they’d cleaned this one out already? Let’s get this over with. She finally turns to face her boss. Her voice is slightly garbled by the scarf wrapped around her mask. “It looks like we’re clear.” She paused. Time for some ass-kissing. “Sir.”
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