I didn't choose it. It chose me.
Detective Sara Pezzini, NYPD. Oh, and I bear this thing called the Witchblade.
((Independent RP blog for Sara Pezzini of Witchblade. Playedby is Jessica Biel (because um she's like perfect? Recasting plz?) ))
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
Witchblade Inspired Look! (Ver. 2)
Collaboration with artist Sara Richard (who took my eye makeup and put it on the character herself!)
More pics and products used:
http://makeupbysiryn.com/2012/05/15/witchblade-inspired-look-ver-2/
((YAY I HAVE PLOTS FOR SARA. \o/))
Mostly I just feel bad cause I think I’m keepin’ Sara up with all this. Or somethin’.
I guess somethin’s been botherin’ me, I just don’t know what.
Maybe I need to work again or somethin’, but a certain someone doesn’t want me as their partner. Even though I’m better than her partners. Because they’re all douchebags.
You know, it’s a bad sign when you start answering yourself. ;)
(well.)
(shit.)
CLINT
CLINT
W-what?
If anyone needs me I’m going to be with Sara. Sobbing.
…What did you do -this- time?
[text]: Hey. I worked hard on it. Dude I need to find a job.
[TEXT] You really do. Don’t blow up my apartment please
[TEXT] You’re just full of surprises
Darkness, Witchblade and Magdalena by
Stjepan Sejic!
Sorry for the long hiatus on this account!))
(Source: journeyofthefool)
(Source: aprescriptionformankind)
Those bitches…I hate them…
Patience isn’t -that- bad.
Doesn’t change the fact that one of em’ wanted me dead.
You know, there’s quite a few people that want you dead.
Just thought I’d throw that out there.
((After an…. eventful trip home, I’m back safe))
Due to the fact I will most likely not be on tomorrow (Wednesday) I’m going to go ahead and post this.
I’m heading up for Katsucon Thursday evening, and meeting Carol and Tony up there. Unfortunately, before then, I have work and a couple of other real life obligations that will probably keep me tied up before then.
So I’ll be gone all weekend, plus a couple extra days chillin’ with the girlfriend. I’ll be back next Sunday evening at the earliest, and Tuesday evening at the latest. LOVE YOU. MISS YOU.
Same for Sara
Clint followed her inside, leaning over quickly to steal a kiss against her cheek before hurrying past her, “Thanks gorgeous.” He grinned before the grin faltered just a bit, “Better than me? Probably. How bad do I look? Man…” He muttered, looking at himself in the reflection of a nearby window. He frowned a bit, ruffling his hair. He didn’t say anything more though. No way was he going to start this “date” by talking about his feelings or something.
That wasn’t his style.
No, he was going to ride this out on a grin and a sarcastic quip. Like he always did.
“So do I get to see where the famous detective works? This isn’t illegal or anythin’ right?”
The kiss, even if it were chaste and on the cheek, was a bit unexpected. Sara could only blink a few times in response before she tailed after the marksman. Another stride and she was in front of him. ”Like you just spent the night in the alley next door.” She replied, throwing a knowing smirk over her shoulder.
“Actually, I was entertaining the idea of throwing you in an interrogation room to keep you out of the way.” And she didn’t give him much chance to respond before she pointed to an alcove lined with sets of uniformed chairs that seemed as comfortable and inviting as bed of rocks. “Wait over there for me. Should be ten minutes, tops.”
(Source: startswithrialto)