Oerba Yun Fang

Bahamut's Lace

Name's Fang. I'm a huntress by blood as well as a jack of all trades. There ain't no need ta be shy with me. I've been awake from stasis for quite a while now and call the Dead Dunes my home. I still ain't sure bout this whole new world but I can say it ain't the Gran Pulse I knew.
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An indie role play blog for Oerba Yun Fang from FFXIII.
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---------------------FC: Angie Harmon------------------------------------

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bourbonandmint:

Rude rolled his eyes in agreement. Better was an understatement and even as Federal, he’d had his share of brawlers that had been hauled in. Arrests, all of them, filed first through the local precincts anyway.

"For me, it depends on how drunk I am." Rude admitted with a nod and a slight frown. "It doesn’t happen often, but I have been known to have to get the story from other people the following day."

He grinned, “I’ve not heard that I do much more than flirt or sing really badly, though.”

Fang listened intently and nodded a bit before chuckling. “So ya sing badly when drunk eh? Haha. I just laugh like an idiot and try ta turn charmer on any pretty lady I happen ta see at the time.” That was how a lot of night stands ended up happening but none so much as lately. She didn’t like getting overly drunk much nowadays since her job meant more to her than the risk of losing it.

"I’ll fight too but I usually try ta do that while sober and when I have a reason ta go off on self defense. I usually do some sparrin’ though at the local boxing gym that does other things too. I try ta hit that at least twice or three times a week to keep in shape more or less."

bekascrazyrambles:

{tv tropes} oerba yun fang, final fantasy xiii trilogy

yunhuntress asked: "She got sent to the principal's office--again."

avxria:

avxria:

 ░█{ϟ}——”God damn it, that kid.”█░

She muttered pressing the cell phone to her ear. Lips pursed in the silence between the two. Thoughts circled within her head in attempt to piece together something more to say. Apparently talking to their daughter wasn’t working perhaps something needed to be done.

                                                       ░█{ϟ}——”What are we going to do with her?”█░

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░█{ϟ}——”Like he would straighten up, you clearly don’t know him. He has the choice to, he just chooses not to.”█░

Making it toward the gym, she held open the door holding until the other was inside the facility. If fear wasn’t on her mind, the fun of it would be. She liked throwing a punch or two to relieve the pressure in her muscles that just itched for a punch to be thrown. Now to distract her real thoughts to another thing on her mind.

░█{ϟ}——”Talking about Aaron makes me miss him, can’t believe he really decided on that private school. Do you think he misses us?”█░

"Then that is why in a way we don’t approve. Everyone has the right ta make their own choices in life, but some are just not the right direction ya would wanna go."

Stepping inside, Fang took the time to head toward the ring. Ironically, there weren’t a lot of people bustling about. The bag unzipped and moments later Fang pulled out a pair of mma styled gloves. Holding them out to Aurora, she waited a moment. “Try those on a sec and see if they fit right then pull em off. If ya are gonna throw the right kinda punches, I have ta wrap your hands properly. Helps keep things in alignment mostly.”

Pulling her jacket off, Fang removed the wraps of her own before the spare set she had. She worked on handling her hands first before waiting on helping Aurora learn which direction to go with them. “All righty, that looks betta for ya. Now slip on the gloves and feel free to warm up on one of the punchin’ bags on the side there. I’m changin’ outta my boots here ta my sneakers.”

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yunhuntress asked: "She got sent to the principal's office--again."

avxria:

avxria:

 ░█{ϟ}——”God damn it, that kid.”█░

She muttered pressing the cell phone to her ear. Lips pursed in the silence between the two. Thoughts circled within her head in attempt to piece together something more to say. Apparently talking to their daughter wasn’t working perhaps something needed to be done.

                                                       ░█{ϟ}——”What are we going to do with her?”█░

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Seat belt unbuckled and she stepped out of the car. A sigh escaped her tiers as they walked closer to the gym. It frightened her, thinking of fighting in the ring with her mom now that was way to scary. She could throw a punch at a kid any day but even if it was in a ring she could not hit Fang.

░█{ϟ}——”That’s good to know, I don’t have many girl friends. Just Robin and you guys don’t let me hang out with Aether the ‘delinquent’ boy as you guys call him.”█░

She commented throwing her hands behind her head as she walked almost with out a care in the world. Truly this was more frightening then anything she had passed by in her life.

░█{ϟ}——”She sounds like she was a handful back then. How did you deal with her, and us.”█░

"Yeah well, he is a bit on the rougher side of the tracks. Let him straighten up a bit and we’ll see how that goes." she murmured calmly. While she knew she had been quite a hellion when she was at that age, she didn’t want Aurora getting wrapped up in the wrong pathway too early.

Fang pulled the bag from the back and slung it over her shoulder. Locking up the car, she followed after her daughter to the gym and noticed her movements. Her words only made her grin a bit. “Oh, that she was.” She could remember it like it was yesterday and it only went to show her just how much Claire meant to her and still meant to her.

"I dealt with her with patience, time and my own stubbornness. As for ya and your brother, that came with patience as well and learnin’ how the both of ya act in some respects."

yunhuntress asked: "She got sent to the principal's office--again."

avxria:

avxria:

 ░█{ϟ}——”God damn it, that kid.”█░

She muttered pressing the cell phone to her ear. Lips pursed in the silence between the two. Thoughts circled within her head in attempt to piece together something more to say. Apparently talking to their daughter wasn’t working perhaps something needed to be done.

                                                       ░█{ϟ}——”What are we going to do with her?”█░

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░█{ϟ}——”You mean like if I were to tell you a secret you wouldn’t utter a word to mom? Like let’s say I had an interest in someone and I wanted some advice about what I should do.”█░

She asked of course it had all been figuratively, she had no intention on asking her mother about intimate times with a partner nor did she have any intention on doing such thing. It was jut a question to see how far would keep her little secrets from her mother.

░█{ϟ}——”Mom seems so open with you , it doesn’t sound much like her. I maybe like her but she was a soldier, trained to fit. What I know is only what I do with my friend and the kids who have busted lips.”█░

"Yeah, like that for instance I would keep it between us. I’m not gonna be a rat on everythin’. There are times when it’s best ta just have someone ya can say anythin’ ta and not have ta worry about it all gettin’ spread about." Fang went along with the comment about it knowing it probably wasn’t meant to be serious but rather as an example of a situation. She knew what Aurora was aiming for.

"Oh, there was a time when we talked via gettin’ a fist ta the jaw. It was mostly your mother’s fist and my face for a while until time took it’s course and she grew more comfortable with me. She may have been trained ta fight, but I learned on the fly and from others with time. There’s nothin’ wrong with followin’ what your instincts tell ya in a fightin’ situation."

Turning off the car, Fang removed her seat belt and glanced to the backseat where her duffel bag remained. It contained some of her bounty hunting gear along with gym things.

"All right, hop on out and we’ll head on in and get set up."

yunhuntress asked: "She got sent to the principal's office--again."

avxria:

avxria:

 ░█{ϟ}——”God damn it, that kid.”█░

She muttered pressing the cell phone to her ear. Lips pursed in the silence between the two. Thoughts circled within her head in attempt to piece together something more to say. Apparently talking to their daughter wasn’t working perhaps something needed to be done.

                                                       ░█{ϟ}——”What are we going to do with her?”█░

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░█{ϟ}——”You have to tell her everything don’t cha.”█░

She muttered swinging open the car’s door before sitting down in the car. With a huff she buckled up, digits curled underneath her chin. Elbow propped up against the door, amethyst hues starred outside. Thoughts only wondered on where exactly they could be going. That was until she said against her their was no rules.

                                              ░█{ϟ}——”What do you mean, I can’t hit my mom”█░

"It’s part of havin’ a relationship, kiddo. Honesty and keepin’ no secrets from one another. Although, when I do say things won’t be repeated when ya say somethin’ in confidence with me. I won’t say anythin’ unless there’s a damn fine reason behind it." Driving on, she kept an eye on the traffic before taking a few turns and pulling up behind a gym she used as her personal space for training for her work.

"Oh, ya can hit me in the ring. There’s somethin’ ya probably don’t know. Your mom and I communicate real well nowadays but way back when the only way to get her to talk was to spar against her. Ya are a lot like her so it’s worth givin’ it a shot ta see if ya would feel more comfortable goin’ at it that way. Not ta mention, it would give me a chance ta see just what ya know in terms of fightin’."

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"I don’t see why not. I suppose I find myself irresistible like everyone else does."

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