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ORIANNA SECHENOVA - BATCH: HILDRYN
#WarframeRP OC
PROTOFRAME HILDRYN
CHEMISTRY ITEMS: Spare Keyboards, Doorknobs, other assorted, easily-accidentally-crushed things...
ORIANNA SECHENOVA - BATCH: HILDRYN
#WarframeRP OC
PROTOFRAME HILDRYN
CHEMISTRY ITEMS: Spare Keyboards, Doorknobs, other assorted, easily-accidentally-crushed things...
Burned into the leather cover:
[ SECHENOVA, ORIANNA ]
[ SERGEANT SECOND CLASS ]
[ HAMMER SQUAD, 5TH KING'S RIFLE BRIGADE ]
"I know it's uncommon, but I've kept my medical history from when I was in the Army."
She offers the binder to Lettie, earnest and whole-heartedly.
[ SECHENOVA, ORIANNA ]
[ SERGEANT SECOND CLASS ]
[ HAMMER SQUAD, 5TH KING'S RIFLE BRIGADE ]
"I know it's uncommon, but I've kept my medical history from when I was in the Army."
She offers the binder to Lettie, earnest and whole-heartedly.
November 20, 2025 at 9:20 PM
Burned into the leather cover:
[ SECHENOVA, ORIANNA ]
[ SERGEANT SECOND CLASS ]
[ HAMMER SQUAD, 5TH KING'S RIFLE BRIGADE ]
"I know it's uncommon, but I've kept my medical history from when I was in the Army."
She offers the binder to Lettie, earnest and whole-heartedly.
[ SECHENOVA, ORIANNA ]
[ SERGEANT SECOND CLASS ]
[ HAMMER SQUAD, 5TH KING'S RIFLE BRIGADE ]
"I know it's uncommon, but I've kept my medical history from when I was in the Army."
She offers the binder to Lettie, earnest and whole-heartedly.
Orianna frowns, shifting her weight; uncertainty, even in something so small, made her a little uncomfortable.
"Ah! Actually..."
Reaching into the larger pouch on her webbing, usually reserved for machine gun box magazines, Orianna produces a small, leather-bound binder-
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"Ah! Actually..."
Reaching into the larger pouch on her webbing, usually reserved for machine gun box magazines, Orianna produces a small, leather-bound binder-
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November 20, 2025 at 9:20 PM
Orianna frowns, shifting her weight; uncertainty, even in something so small, made her a little uncomfortable.
"Ah! Actually..."
Reaching into the larger pouch on her webbing, usually reserved for machine gun box magazines, Orianna produces a small, leather-bound binder-
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"Ah! Actually..."
Reaching into the larger pouch on her webbing, usually reserved for machine gun box magazines, Orianna produces a small, leather-bound binder-
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"Swing by in one of your walking war machines and grab it before you head out. Scaldra's got a lot of light armor fielded today, so that launcher should even the odds."
November 19, 2025 at 6:24 PM
"Swing by in one of your walking war machines and grab it before you head out. Scaldra's got a lot of light armor fielded today, so that launcher should even the odds."
She crosses her arms.
"Use all the warheads you like, but under No circumstances can you lose. This. Launcher."
She motions to the tube with a hand, before moving towards the door.
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"Use all the warheads you like, but under No circumstances can you lose. This. Launcher."
She motions to the tube with a hand, before moving towards the door.
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November 19, 2025 at 6:24 PM
She crosses her arms.
"Use all the warheads you like, but under No circumstances can you lose. This. Launcher."
She motions to the tube with a hand, before moving towards the door.
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"Use all the warheads you like, but under No circumstances can you lose. This. Launcher."
She motions to the tube with a hand, before moving towards the door.
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"Scaldra puts trackers in 'em. Can only be removed by authorized personnel behind a biometric lock to keep techrot from infesting and using 'em. It took a few broken bones, but I managed to "convince" a stormfall paratrooper to remove the locks on his."
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November 19, 2025 at 6:24 PM
"Scaldra puts trackers in 'em. Can only be removed by authorized personnel behind a biometric lock to keep techrot from infesting and using 'em. It took a few broken bones, but I managed to "convince" a stormfall paratrooper to remove the locks on his."
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"Ah, well, if you're heading out..."
The woman approaches a weapons locker on the same wall- quickly punching in a combination lock's sequence before slipping the door open.
"Normally, we aren't allowed to take these back..."
She steps aside, revealing a Scaldra Thermian RPG.
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The woman approaches a weapons locker on the same wall- quickly punching in a combination lock's sequence before slipping the door open.
"Normally, we aren't allowed to take these back..."
She steps aside, revealing a Scaldra Thermian RPG.
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November 19, 2025 at 6:24 PM
"Ah, well, if you're heading out..."
The woman approaches a weapons locker on the same wall- quickly punching in a combination lock's sequence before slipping the door open.
"Normally, we aren't allowed to take these back..."
She steps aside, revealing a Scaldra Thermian RPG.
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The woman approaches a weapons locker on the same wall- quickly punching in a combination lock's sequence before slipping the door open.
"Normally, we aren't allowed to take these back..."
She steps aside, revealing a Scaldra Thermian RPG.
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"For now? I'm starving. Going to go see if they've found anything good in that little bar."
November 19, 2025 at 5:10 PM
"For now? I'm starving. Going to go see if they've found anything good in that little bar."
It's a good thing the drifter had intervened when he did. The last few weeks, Orianna had been running on fumes, and falling in the field wouldn't have ended well... for anyone.
[ +CHEMISTRY ]
[ NEW KIM NOTE: Worries too much. ]
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[ +CHEMISTRY ]
[ NEW KIM NOTE: Worries too much. ]
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November 19, 2025 at 5:10 PM
It's a good thing the drifter had intervened when he did. The last few weeks, Orianna had been running on fumes, and falling in the field wouldn't have ended well... for anyone.
[ +CHEMISTRY ]
[ NEW KIM NOTE: Worries too much. ]
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[ +CHEMISTRY ]
[ NEW KIM NOTE: Worries too much. ]
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"Maybe later. Seeing the little ones makes me feel like бабушка."
With some effort, the woman forces herself up to her feet, one leg even going as far to quiver and nearly buckle under the weight of her own body-
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With some effort, the woman forces herself up to her feet, one leg even going as far to quiver and nearly buckle under the weight of her own body-
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November 19, 2025 at 5:10 PM
"Maybe later. Seeing the little ones makes me feel like бабушка."
With some effort, the woman forces herself up to her feet, one leg even going as far to quiver and nearly buckle under the weight of her own body-
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With some effort, the woman forces herself up to her feet, one leg even going as far to quiver and nearly buckle under the weight of her own body-
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Poor girl. All that power, and she's been running so hard she's been sore for who-knows how long.
"Bah, I'm kidding, of course- wouldn't want that little sniper to shoot me in the ass for suggesting you give him a little spook."
"Bah, I'm kidding, of course- wouldn't want that little sniper to shoot me in the ass for suggesting you give him a little spook."
November 19, 2025 at 4:50 PM
Poor girl. All that power, and she's been running so hard she's been sore for who-knows how long.
"Bah, I'm kidding, of course- wouldn't want that little sniper to shoot me in the ass for suggesting you give him a little spook."
"Bah, I'm kidding, of course- wouldn't want that little sniper to shoot me in the ass for suggesting you give him a little spook."
"Little bastard could use a good scare, I think..."
Eventually feeling calm enough to kneel, Orianna grumbles softly as she eases herself down to a knee; leaning forward with a soft exhale as she closes her eyes...
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Eventually feeling calm enough to kneel, Orianna grumbles softly as she eases herself down to a knee; leaning forward with a soft exhale as she closes her eyes...
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November 19, 2025 at 4:50 PM
"Little bastard could use a good scare, I think..."
Eventually feeling calm enough to kneel, Orianna grumbles softly as she eases herself down to a knee; leaning forward with a soft exhale as she closes her eyes...
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Eventually feeling calm enough to kneel, Orianna grumbles softly as she eases herself down to a knee; leaning forward with a soft exhale as she closes her eyes...
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"You sound a little disappointed."
Orianna manages after a moment, her hands finding their resting place on a nook on her hips.
"I apologize. I know opening this place up has kept your hands full. The Britannics always getting shot certainly doesn't help either, no?"
Orianna manages after a moment, her hands finding their resting place on a nook on her hips.
"I apologize. I know opening this place up has kept your hands full. The Britannics always getting shot certainly doesn't help either, no?"
November 19, 2025 at 4:27 PM
"You sound a little disappointed."
Orianna manages after a moment, her hands finding their resting place on a nook on her hips.
"I apologize. I know opening this place up has kept your hands full. The Britannics always getting shot certainly doesn't help either, no?"
Orianna manages after a moment, her hands finding their resting place on a nook on her hips.
"I apologize. I know opening this place up has kept your hands full. The Britannics always getting shot certainly doesn't help either, no?"
The massive woman's composure seems to relent when she was told she didn't have to stand at attention- if anything, it was more a display of respect for miss Lettie's hard-pressed nature.
Orianna's shoulders slump a little, her hands leaving their place behind her back in favor of her sides.
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Orianna's shoulders slump a little, her hands leaving their place behind her back in favor of her sides.
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November 19, 2025 at 4:27 PM
The massive woman's composure seems to relent when she was told she didn't have to stand at attention- if anything, it was more a display of respect for miss Lettie's hard-pressed nature.
Orianna's shoulders slump a little, her hands leaving their place behind her back in favor of her sides.
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Orianna's shoulders slump a little, her hands leaving their place behind her back in favor of her sides.
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She presses back against the wall, trying to settle into a more comfortable position, yet with her... unnatural body, she finds it challenging.
November 19, 2025 at 4:09 AM
She presses back against the wall, trying to settle into a more comfortable position, yet with her... unnatural body, she finds it challenging.
"How so?"
Now there was something that could prove interesting... Orianna was very much a woman of practicalities, so if she knew even a little of what the drifter had been through...
Her interest was piqued, if nothing else.
"You mean like physically, or?"
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Now there was something that could prove interesting... Orianna was very much a woman of practicalities, so if she knew even a little of what the drifter had been through...
Her interest was piqued, if nothing else.
"You mean like physically, or?"
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November 19, 2025 at 4:09 AM
"How so?"
Now there was something that could prove interesting... Orianna was very much a woman of practicalities, so if she knew even a little of what the drifter had been through...
Her interest was piqued, if nothing else.
"You mean like physically, or?"
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Now there was something that could prove interesting... Orianna was very much a woman of practicalities, so if she knew even a little of what the drifter had been through...
Her interest was piqued, if nothing else.
"You mean like physically, or?"
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"And now? I wear a brightly-colored carapace which sprouted out of my own body. Natural armor is nice, don't get me wrong, but it's been HELL on my back..."
November 19, 2025 at 3:17 AM
"And now? I wear a brightly-colored carapace which sprouted out of my own body. Natural armor is nice, don't get me wrong, but it's been HELL on my back..."
"Mmm, military liked their jumpsuits. Got sick of mine years ago, but when the alternative is kicking up daisies on a beach somewhere, you learn to deal."
She crosses her arms, a little clumsily at first- even after all this time infested, the girl didn't know just how big her arms had gotten...
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She crosses her arms, a little clumsily at first- even after all this time infested, the girl didn't know just how big her arms had gotten...
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November 19, 2025 at 3:17 AM
"Mmm, military liked their jumpsuits. Got sick of mine years ago, but when the alternative is kicking up daisies on a beach somewhere, you learn to deal."
She crosses her arms, a little clumsily at first- even after all this time infested, the girl didn't know just how big her arms had gotten...
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She crosses her arms, a little clumsily at first- even after all this time infested, the girl didn't know just how big her arms had gotten...
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"Отчетность."
Her voice is gruff, hoarse- par for the course for career military, though the accent made her hard to understand.
"You've asked for me, ma'am?"
Her voice is gruff, hoarse- par for the course for career military, though the accent made her hard to understand.
"You've asked for me, ma'am?"
November 19, 2025 at 3:01 AM
"Отчетность."
Her voice is gruff, hoarse- par for the course for career military, though the accent made her hard to understand.
"You've asked for me, ma'am?"
Her voice is gruff, hoarse- par for the course for career military, though the accent made her hard to understand.
"You've asked for me, ma'am?"
It took only a moment for the massive woman to make her way up from her little security-station-turned-armory to the top floor where Lettie's triage was established, the proto-Hildryn standing at parade rest at the top of the stairs, hands locked behind her back.
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November 19, 2025 at 3:01 AM
It took only a moment for the massive woman to make her way up from her little security-station-turned-armory to the top floor where Lettie's triage was established, the proto-Hildryn standing at parade rest at the top of the stairs, hands locked behind her back.
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"...Cleaned up? I thought men ADORED big women in tactical gear."
She offers a soft chuckle, seeming to lighten up for the first time since they've met.
"Bah, you're probably right. Though, I find myself doubting they made dresses for women my size..."
She offers a soft chuckle, seeming to lighten up for the first time since they've met.
"Bah, you're probably right. Though, I find myself doubting they made dresses for women my size..."
November 19, 2025 at 2:40 AM
"...Cleaned up? I thought men ADORED big women in tactical gear."
She offers a soft chuckle, seeming to lighten up for the first time since they've met.
"Bah, you're probably right. Though, I find myself doubting they made dresses for women my size..."
She offers a soft chuckle, seeming to lighten up for the first time since they've met.
"Bah, you're probably right. Though, I find myself doubting they made dresses for women my size..."
"Much like my time in the military, "fun" is something seldom had. I like to fill the time with drinks and poking fun at the snowman and his sharp-tongued wife, but at the end of the day, the only way I sleep at night is to do as much as I can for those who cannot."
She shakes her head.
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She shakes her head.
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November 19, 2025 at 2:40 AM
"Much like my time in the military, "fun" is something seldom had. I like to fill the time with drinks and poking fun at the snowman and his sharp-tongued wife, but at the end of the day, the only way I sleep at night is to do as much as I can for those who cannot."
She shakes her head.
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She shakes her head.
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"When I'm NOT pulverizing some Scaldra dipshit into paste?"
She only half-jokes- if nothing else, Orianna was absolutely born for battle.
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She only half-jokes- if nothing else, Orianna was absolutely born for battle.
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November 19, 2025 at 2:40 AM
"When I'm NOT pulverizing some Scaldra dipshit into paste?"
She only half-jokes- if nothing else, Orianna was absolutely born for battle.
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She only half-jokes- if nothing else, Orianna was absolutely born for battle.
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"...If you need hardware, I'll be here. I expect Scaldra to hurt today, tonight, tomorrow- I want them to 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 the suffering they've inflicted on these poor people."
She shifts her weight from one hip to the other, the laminated wood floor beneath complaining with effort.
She shifts her weight from one hip to the other, the laminated wood floor beneath complaining with effort.
November 19, 2025 at 2:13 AM
"...If you need hardware, I'll be here. I expect Scaldra to hurt today, tonight, tomorrow- I want them to 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 the suffering they've inflicted on these poor people."
She shifts her weight from one hip to the other, the laminated wood floor beneath complaining with effort.
She shifts her weight from one hip to the other, the laminated wood floor beneath complaining with effort.