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Introduction
'For Xoenia!'
A History.
In the beginning there was just one race living in Xoenia, they had pale skin and brightly coloured hair, they were tribal at first, powerful, golden or silver eyed.
The first race to come over to Xoenia were people who called themselves Cat. They were human like people who could transform fully or partially into large cats. The Xeonian’s fell in love with this species almost instantly and welcomed them.
Next came Maizelish fairy like creatures with astounding beauty, they were tall and thin with sharp ears and slanted faces who brought magic to Xoenia, (Magic comes from certain strange objects, known as Maize pieces) and they too were welcomed.
And then there were the Scaled, reptile people who were covered in scales with thick tails and a pointed face, they had no resemblance to the other races until the sun shone and they had a human form once again. They had a way with fire and they were accepted.
The fifth race to join Xoenia came from Shadow, a land far away that they claimed had fallen into the ocean, no one really trusted the shadow people with they dark grey skin and wicked eyes, they had an ability to contort shadow, darkening a room, making it cold. None the less they were accepted.
For hundreds of years the people of Xoenia have been evolving quickly these races mixing together, peacefully, some parents so infused with different races they never know what their child will look like, and this suited their world just fine as no one was discriminated upon. Government ran smoothly, everything worked and everybody was happy, and at peace.
Until two hundred years ago when a new government came to power, no one is sure of how they weaselled their way in but they stripped the old laws bare and set up new ones, completely new ones. The government claimed to have been an ancient society, they were pure, the only remaining true Xeonian’s. They had been biding their time for years and building up their armies underground, they are a strong race untainted by others, only focusing on perfecting their own people. No one could stop them, the very idea of a soldier had not even been thought of, armies simply did not exist and fighting was a word that was only heard of in stories.
Under the Xoenian’s rule only the pure mattered, races from other countries had come to settle in Xoenia thousands of years ago, the few of these who had remained pure were catapulted into wealth and popularity. If you were part of this minority, or could prove that you had two or less different races in you then you were instantly given the title “Xoenian.” This title brought much discrimination to the people of Xoenia, the ‘Mutts’ as the more mixed were soon called hated Xoenian’s and the Xoenian’s hated the Mutts. Over two hundred years the Mutt’s fell into slums and poverty, a few of them were wealthy but never in the same circle as an Xoenian. The Xoenian Government cared only about themselves; only passing laws that made their lives better or the Mutt’s worse.
Present day.
Xoenian’s.
These are the men and women of Xoenia who are either pure blood or half blood, they can also be people who have come over from other countries and stayed pure.
Appearance:
Pure Blood Xeonian’s have pale skin and brightly coloured hair, their eyes are usually gold or silver. They are tall and powerful wearing only the finest clothes. The males of this race appear feminine, wearing jewels and makeup to show off their wealth. They are stronger and faster than any other race but have no real powers, unless trained in magic which is considered to be a filthy art, however they do have a very good ability to persuade others and get their own way.
Half Blood Xoenian’s can be a mixture of any two different races, their appearance differs greatly depending on the race that they are.
Other pure bloods look exactly like their race did when they first settled in Xoenia.
Xoenian’s are rich and powerful, owning the main business’s in Xoenia and often not having to work at all. Most deal in politics and hate Mutts.
They can: Kill a Mutt if they are being threatened by one.
Skip the line if there are Mutt’s in front of them.
Go anywhere they want, when they want.
Get away with most of the things that are considered crimes if Mutt’s do them.
And much more.
Currently Xoenian’s have become crowded in the centre of the capital city and are pushing out, taking over slums and rebuilding them into large, wealthy homes. They are pushing the Mutt’s further out where decent housing is a rare find. So The government is talking of passing a law that will give cities of more than 10,000 Xoenian citizens the option to outlaw Mutt’s. Obviously the capital city will instantly outlaw these people, as will most other cities. They expect there to be some form of protest but nothing more than a peaceful march.
Mutt’s.
These are the people who have three or more different races in them. They live in the slums or ruins of the cities in Xoenia.
Appearance:
Mutt’s can take on many appearances; they can practically look however they want as long as it is a mixture of the appearances of three or more of the five races listed above. However some rule of evolution has reduced them to having just one power or none at all. (There are four powers given by the races: The power to use a Maize piece, the power to contort shadows, the power to change fire and the power to transform fully or partially into a cat)
They can’t: Talk to a Xoenian unless they have been spoken too first.
Go into the centre of their cities where Xoenian’s live, there is a distinct line.
Put a toe out of line without being prosecuted.
And much Less.
Currently they have no say in their future, they haven’t for two hundred years. But rumors are flying about in the slums of Monument, some of the Mutts want to hold a protest against this new law but many of them know that it will not work; some of these want a rebellion rather than a protest. These Mutt’s gather in a single group, plotting. They think that the best time to attack would be during the annual Festival of Souls, a rich gathering of Pure Bloods to send their dead to the next world. At this time the Pure Blood’s are at their weakest so it seems an ideal time to stage an uprising. This will cause the first war Xoenia has ever seen.
A History.
In the beginning there was just one race living in Xoenia, they had pale skin and brightly coloured hair, they were tribal at first, powerful, golden or silver eyed.
The first race to come over to Xoenia were people who called themselves Cat. They were human like people who could transform fully or partially into large cats. The Xeonian’s fell in love with this species almost instantly and welcomed them.
Next came Maizelish fairy like creatures with astounding beauty, they were tall and thin with sharp ears and slanted faces who brought magic to Xoenia, (Magic comes from certain strange objects, known as Maize pieces) and they too were welcomed.
And then there were the Scaled, reptile people who were covered in scales with thick tails and a pointed face, they had no resemblance to the other races until the sun shone and they had a human form once again. They had a way with fire and they were accepted.
The fifth race to join Xoenia came from Shadow, a land far away that they claimed had fallen into the ocean, no one really trusted the shadow people with they dark grey skin and wicked eyes, they had an ability to contort shadow, darkening a room, making it cold. None the less they were accepted.
For hundreds of years the people of Xoenia have been evolving quickly these races mixing together, peacefully, some parents so infused with different races they never know what their child will look like, and this suited their world just fine as no one was discriminated upon. Government ran smoothly, everything worked and everybody was happy, and at peace.
Until two hundred years ago when a new government came to power, no one is sure of how they weaselled their way in but they stripped the old laws bare and set up new ones, completely new ones. The government claimed to have been an ancient society, they were pure, the only remaining true Xeonian’s. They had been biding their time for years and building up their armies underground, they are a strong race untainted by others, only focusing on perfecting their own people. No one could stop them, the very idea of a soldier had not even been thought of, armies simply did not exist and fighting was a word that was only heard of in stories.
Under the Xoenian’s rule only the pure mattered, races from other countries had come to settle in Xoenia thousands of years ago, the few of these who had remained pure were catapulted into wealth and popularity. If you were part of this minority, or could prove that you had two or less different races in you then you were instantly given the title “Xoenian.” This title brought much discrimination to the people of Xoenia, the ‘Mutts’ as the more mixed were soon called hated Xoenian’s and the Xoenian’s hated the Mutts. Over two hundred years the Mutt’s fell into slums and poverty, a few of them were wealthy but never in the same circle as an Xoenian. The Xoenian Government cared only about themselves; only passing laws that made their lives better or the Mutt’s worse.
Present day.
Xoenian’s.
These are the men and women of Xoenia who are either pure blood or half blood, they can also be people who have come over from other countries and stayed pure.
Appearance:
Pure Blood Xeonian’s have pale skin and brightly coloured hair, their eyes are usually gold or silver. They are tall and powerful wearing only the finest clothes. The males of this race appear feminine, wearing jewels and makeup to show off their wealth. They are stronger and faster than any other race but have no real powers, unless trained in magic which is considered to be a filthy art, however they do have a very good ability to persuade others and get their own way.
Half Blood Xoenian’s can be a mixture of any two different races, their appearance differs greatly depending on the race that they are.
Other pure bloods look exactly like their race did when they first settled in Xoenia.
Xoenian’s are rich and powerful, owning the main business’s in Xoenia and often not having to work at all. Most deal in politics and hate Mutts.
They can: Kill a Mutt if they are being threatened by one.
Skip the line if there are Mutt’s in front of them.
Go anywhere they want, when they want.
Get away with most of the things that are considered crimes if Mutt’s do them.
And much more.
Currently Xoenian’s have become crowded in the centre of the capital city and are pushing out, taking over slums and rebuilding them into large, wealthy homes. They are pushing the Mutt’s further out where decent housing is a rare find. So The government is talking of passing a law that will give cities of more than 10,000 Xoenian citizens the option to outlaw Mutt’s. Obviously the capital city will instantly outlaw these people, as will most other cities. They expect there to be some form of protest but nothing more than a peaceful march.
Mutt’s.
These are the people who have three or more different races in them. They live in the slums or ruins of the cities in Xoenia.
Appearance:
Mutt’s can take on many appearances; they can practically look however they want as long as it is a mixture of the appearances of three or more of the five races listed above. However some rule of evolution has reduced them to having just one power or none at all. (There are four powers given by the races: The power to use a Maize piece, the power to contort shadows, the power to change fire and the power to transform fully or partially into a cat)
They can’t: Talk to a Xoenian unless they have been spoken too first.
Go into the centre of their cities where Xoenian’s live, there is a distinct line.
Put a toe out of line without being prosecuted.
And much Less.
Currently they have no say in their future, they haven’t for two hundred years. But rumors are flying about in the slums of Monument, some of the Mutts want to hold a protest against this new law but many of them know that it will not work; some of these want a rebellion rather than a protest. These Mutt’s gather in a single group, plotting. They think that the best time to attack would be during the annual Festival of Souls, a rich gathering of Pure Bloods to send their dead to the next world. At this time the Pure Blood’s are at their weakest so it seems an ideal time to stage an uprising. This will cause the first war Xoenia has ever seen.
Rules
Rules.
Here is the important part:
Your character is neither God, pitifully emo, perfect or even Jesus.
I also ask for reasonable detail when posting profiles, your profile will show your IC capability.
Romance is allowed.
Two character per person maximum..
Your character may not be god but in this RP I am, in the sense that what I say goes.
Please state in your history which side you are on and your feelings towards this war. Remembering that the Xoenian’s will have no idea that a war is in the making, they just think it will cause a small stir.
Here is the important part:
Your character is neither God, pitifully emo, perfect or even Jesus.
I also ask for reasonable detail when posting profiles, your profile will show your IC capability.
Romance is allowed.
Two character per person maximum..
Your character may not be god but in this RP I am, in the sense that what I say goes.
Please state in your history which side you are on and your feelings towards this war. Remembering that the Xoenian’s will have no idea that a war is in the making, they just think it will cause a small stir.
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OOC Notes
A small wind blew throughout the streets, whipping hair and clothes out of order. It tugged at the veil wrapped loosely around Ayanna's head, but the moment Ayanna felt it coming loose, she reached up and tucked it carefully back in place. It didn't cover her face today, but she still had to be extra careful. Lately, a mob of Pure-Blood Xoenians were storming the streets and killing any mutts that so much as looked at them. They claimed they had rights to do so, that the mutts had been rude or done something offensive, but everybody knew that wasn't true. It was just a cover-up...It's not like it mattered anyway. There was nothing, not a single law, that said a Pure-Blood Xoenian couldn't kill a mutt. No one could speak out against the flimsy excuses of those murderers, so it was better just to stay out of the way. In fact, this was Ayanna's first time out in a while. She, her mother, and Rae had all agreed that it was best she stayed out of sight. She didn't look like a mutt, but it was better not to risk it.
Ayanna took a deep breath and tightened her grip on Rae's arm. She knew wearing the veil around her face would only cause more suspicion, but not having the veil in its normal place left her feeling naked and vulnerable. Originally, she hadn't wanted to go out, but Rae had insisted. Oh, how she wished she was safely within the walls of their home. The streets felt like a disaster waiting to happen.
Rae felt Ayanna's grip tighten on his arm and sensed her nervousness, and a wave of guilt washed over him. He understood it was killing her to be out, but he knew a servant boy from one of the neighbor's houses. He had told Rae that the neighbors thought it suspicious that Ayanna hasn't been going out, especially since the streets are clean of mutts lately. He hadn't told her what he had learned, because he knew it would make her even more nervous, but he had gone to her and insisted they go out together, under the guise that she was looking too pale and needed some fresh air. She had agreed reluctantly and only because it was him who insisted, and they both knew that.
Rae patted Ayanna's hand as a gesture of comfort. If she continued to act so jumpy, it would defeat the purpose, and attention would be drawn to her anyway. While he would protect her with his life, it would be better if nothing happened in the first place.
Ayanna took a deep breath and tightened her grip on Rae's arm. She knew wearing the veil around her face would only cause more suspicion, but not having the veil in its normal place left her feeling naked and vulnerable. Originally, she hadn't wanted to go out, but Rae had insisted. Oh, how she wished she was safely within the walls of their home. The streets felt like a disaster waiting to happen.
Rae felt Ayanna's grip tighten on his arm and sensed her nervousness, and a wave of guilt washed over him. He understood it was killing her to be out, but he knew a servant boy from one of the neighbor's houses. He had told Rae that the neighbors thought it suspicious that Ayanna hasn't been going out, especially since the streets are clean of mutts lately. He hadn't told her what he had learned, because he knew it would make her even more nervous, but he had gone to her and insisted they go out together, under the guise that she was looking too pale and needed some fresh air. She had agreed reluctantly and only because it was him who insisted, and they both knew that.
Rae patted Ayanna's hand as a gesture of comfort. If she continued to act so jumpy, it would defeat the purpose, and attention would be drawn to her anyway. While he would protect her with his life, it would be better if nothing happened in the first place.
OOC Notes
Wisty stood on the corner of one of the streets in the middle band of the city. This was where the half bloods, with no Xoenian blood lived and some Mutts who had done well for themselves. Because of this mutts were allowed in the area. It was a very low status place to be but she didn't care, she'd move through the ranks soon, she just had to make a few very good arrests. She glanced around, her red shadow eyes glistening as a warm breeze pulled at her long hair, she wore her high collared uniform her white gloved hand resting on the hilt of her sword as she stood there watching the people pass by, making sure that no one was stepping out of line. Of course few were, if they saw a uniform they stopped whatever they were doing and walked by quietly with their heads down. The ones that were being loud and unruly obviously had Xoenian blood in them, therefore anything she did against them would back fire because in the social class she was below them. Wisty sighed, her feet hurting as she wished she could lean, but of course that would be unprofessional.
She began to walk, heading back into the Xoenian part of town, she planned to take a quick trip through and then come out into one of the more mutt areas, the recent killings here were of course suspicious to her. There was no way that that amount of mutts would be so rude, but then again they were more unruly these days. It was obvious when she had moved out of the part of town where mutts were around because the streets suddenly became cleaner and as she passed through them nothing changed. In fact some Xoenians gave her horrible looks, even though she was one of them. In fact this just made two people stick out, two people walking closely together, one with a veil around her face. Wisty had seen these people before of course as this was her usual route. She smiled at them, raising a hand for a moment to say hello. They were so different from the others that they drew her attention but not so much that they were suspicious. She moved passed them.
She began to walk, heading back into the Xoenian part of town, she planned to take a quick trip through and then come out into one of the more mutt areas, the recent killings here were of course suspicious to her. There was no way that that amount of mutts would be so rude, but then again they were more unruly these days. It was obvious when she had moved out of the part of town where mutts were around because the streets suddenly became cleaner and as she passed through them nothing changed. In fact some Xoenians gave her horrible looks, even though she was one of them. In fact this just made two people stick out, two people walking closely together, one with a veil around her face. Wisty had seen these people before of course as this was her usual route. She smiled at them, raising a hand for a moment to say hello. They were so different from the others that they drew her attention but not so much that they were suspicious. She moved passed them.
OOC Notes
"What do you mean it's not worth going to the Xoenians for help?" Leo asked his brother as the two sat in the doorway of their run down little house that lay in the outermost district of the city. Of course, being mutts of the lowest kind, they had been pushed out by the ever growing city without a thought for them. Leo looked at his brother with silver eyes, childlike with curiousity though a hint of seriousness about them - a killer instinct behind them.
The brothers were squeezed into the doorway, no space between the boys as they sat on the doorstep, watching the sad world of mutts go by. It was a disappointing life, that was growing to be more and more dangerous as more Xoenians came to slaughter them for no reason. Of course, if they fought back, then there was no chance of survival. Not that this scared the Valentine twins.
Talan sighed heavily, running pale thin fingers through his scarlet hair as his head bowed a little, silver eyes looking to his legs.
"They don't care for us," He told his brother for the seven-hundred-and-sixty-fourth time this month. Somehow though, it didn't matter how many times he said it, Leo still thought there was a way involving Xoenians. "They'll think the illness is a godsend for them, and hope that more mutts suffer of it. And you can't threaten them in giving you a cure, even if there was one, they'll just kill you where you stand."
Talan raised his gaze to look at his brother, the look in his eyes pleading Leo not to go ruin his life over this.
Leo could see how Talan was getting worn down slowly by this. It'd been three years now, and Talan was looking like he was actually ill. There were dark circles around his eyes, sunken in slightly from constant tiredness. Occasionally there'd be the odd cough and wheeze from him, and sometimes he wouldn't eat for days. Leo was sure that if Talan got rid of the maize piece, things might've gotten better - but Talan hadn't even given it a chance. Two days without it wasn't a chance. Apparently though, they would need it for when the rebellion took action and until then they would need it to protect themselves from the Xoenians.
Leo pouted, folding his arms across his slightly broader torso, the clanking of metal being heard as he moved his gauntlet arm.
"So what are we supposed to do, just let you waste away?"
"I'll be happier that way."
The brothers were squeezed into the doorway, no space between the boys as they sat on the doorstep, watching the sad world of mutts go by. It was a disappointing life, that was growing to be more and more dangerous as more Xoenians came to slaughter them for no reason. Of course, if they fought back, then there was no chance of survival. Not that this scared the Valentine twins.
Talan sighed heavily, running pale thin fingers through his scarlet hair as his head bowed a little, silver eyes looking to his legs.
"They don't care for us," He told his brother for the seven-hundred-and-sixty-fourth time this month. Somehow though, it didn't matter how many times he said it, Leo still thought there was a way involving Xoenians. "They'll think the illness is a godsend for them, and hope that more mutts suffer of it. And you can't threaten them in giving you a cure, even if there was one, they'll just kill you where you stand."
Talan raised his gaze to look at his brother, the look in his eyes pleading Leo not to go ruin his life over this.
Leo could see how Talan was getting worn down slowly by this. It'd been three years now, and Talan was looking like he was actually ill. There were dark circles around his eyes, sunken in slightly from constant tiredness. Occasionally there'd be the odd cough and wheeze from him, and sometimes he wouldn't eat for days. Leo was sure that if Talan got rid of the maize piece, things might've gotten better - but Talan hadn't even given it a chance. Two days without it wasn't a chance. Apparently though, they would need it for when the rebellion took action and until then they would need it to protect themselves from the Xoenians.
Leo pouted, folding his arms across his slightly broader torso, the clanking of metal being heard as he moved his gauntlet arm.
"So what are we supposed to do, just let you waste away?"
"I'll be happier that way."
OOC Notes
Stepping from an alleyway was man. He had a fine, wide brimmed hat, complete with feather. An ornate coat and matching britches. He wore an oddly out of place black cape around his shoulders, seeming to stand out despite the dark colour.
Murkulk hated this part of his job. He adjusted the hat, it was slightly too big for him and kept drooping down in front of his eyes. No one would have recognised him, he had taken his mask off and seldom few had ever seen his face and survived. But he was not here to kill. He had a duty to do. He set off down the street, making false pleasantries with Purebloods as they walked by. Luckily for Murkulk, he at least appeared Pureblood; he could not remember if he was. After much crowd scanning and searching he finally selected a target. Meandering deliberately in front of the person, he "accidentally" bumped into him. He apologised profusely and the man took him to be a clumsy Pureblood. He went most of his day with this menial task. Finally, he gave a quick scan around him. No guards so far. He moved down a nearby alleyway and contorted the shadows around him to conceal himself. Dumping the clothing in a bin and replaced his mask. It was a good job that his teachers had taught him the art of stealing. And wall climbing.
Murkulk took out his daggers and began scaling the house on his left, still in the alleyway. He dug his dagger points into the mortar to get extra grip, his boots had been fitted with animal teeth to provide grip too. Yet another thing he owed to the Master Assassins who brought him up. Once on the roof he began a shuffling crawl along the shaded side to take full advantage of the shadows. It took him many houses to get to his destination. He scaled the wall down and made for the slums.
Walking among the Mutts made his hatred of the Purebloods greater, Every now and again he would hand out the money he had stolen to passers-by, cautioning them to spend it wisely. He had nearly removed all the evidence from himself when he saw two boys, one of which didn't look too well. Walking past, but not making eye contact, he threw the last bag of money he had in front of them. He didn't wait for a reply and kept walking forwards.
Murkulk hated this part of his job. He adjusted the hat, it was slightly too big for him and kept drooping down in front of his eyes. No one would have recognised him, he had taken his mask off and seldom few had ever seen his face and survived. But he was not here to kill. He had a duty to do. He set off down the street, making false pleasantries with Purebloods as they walked by. Luckily for Murkulk, he at least appeared Pureblood; he could not remember if he was. After much crowd scanning and searching he finally selected a target. Meandering deliberately in front of the person, he "accidentally" bumped into him. He apologised profusely and the man took him to be a clumsy Pureblood. He went most of his day with this menial task. Finally, he gave a quick scan around him. No guards so far. He moved down a nearby alleyway and contorted the shadows around him to conceal himself. Dumping the clothing in a bin and replaced his mask. It was a good job that his teachers had taught him the art of stealing. And wall climbing.
Murkulk took out his daggers and began scaling the house on his left, still in the alleyway. He dug his dagger points into the mortar to get extra grip, his boots had been fitted with animal teeth to provide grip too. Yet another thing he owed to the Master Assassins who brought him up. Once on the roof he began a shuffling crawl along the shaded side to take full advantage of the shadows. It took him many houses to get to his destination. He scaled the wall down and made for the slums.
Walking among the Mutts made his hatred of the Purebloods greater, Every now and again he would hand out the money he had stolen to passers-by, cautioning them to spend it wisely. He had nearly removed all the evidence from himself when he saw two boys, one of which didn't look too well. Walking past, but not making eye contact, he threw the last bag of money he had in front of them. He didn't wait for a reply and kept walking forwards.
OOC Notes
Ayanna noticed the young woman almost immediately, not because of her beauty, which she was beautiful, but because of her uniform. Her muscles went stiff, even when the woman raised a hand and smiled in a friendly salute. She tried to relax, and she smiled back. She knew her smile was timid, but it was better than nothing. She didn't want to look downward, because that wouldn't fit her Pure-Blood Xoenian appearance, but she didn't know where else to look. Not her eyes. She would see Ayanna's fear. Not ahead. That would be rude. Finally, her eyes fixed on Rae, and she pleaded to him with her gaze. she really didn't know what to do.
Rae felt Ayanna's panic before he ever saw the female soldier. The moment he felt it, he became alert, searching discreetly for the cause. That's when he saw her, and when he did, his tension was released in one deep exhale. She seemed friendly, with no intentions at all towards them. He smiled and gave her a friendly wave before wrapping his arm around Ayanna's shoulders. He looked down into her panicked gaze and gave her a reassuring smile. We'll be fine. Everything is all right. ..His eyes said. She just needed to relax.
Rae felt Ayanna's panic before he ever saw the female soldier. The moment he felt it, he became alert, searching discreetly for the cause. That's when he saw her, and when he did, his tension was released in one deep exhale. She seemed friendly, with no intentions at all towards them. He smiled and gave her a friendly wave before wrapping his arm around Ayanna's shoulders. He looked down into her panicked gaze and gave her a reassuring smile. We'll be fine. Everything is all right. ..His eyes said. She just needed to relax.
OOC Notes
Wisty frowned a little, taking the averted gaze of the girl with the veil as one that was simply snobby. For a moment she wanted to wrap her arms around herself and give herself a tight hug of reassurance but restrained herself from doing so. She held her head high and carried on walking, her hands clutched behind her back as she did so. She moved out of the Xoenian part of town and into a more mixed area before going into a place where mostly mutts lived. It made Xoenians feel better to know that there were soldiers moving in and out of both parts of town, a few rumours were going around of rebellion although Wisty highly doubted such a thing. Mutts wouldn't know how to fight, in fact most people didn't. Soldiers did because they were trained but she'd never heard of a soldier having to use much force against anyone. Sure there had been murders, more this year than any other and most by mutts apparently, but she doubted that any of them had any real fighting skill.
This part of town always made her feel a little sad, was this how low their world had stooped? For people to be living like this?
This part of town always made her feel a little sad, was this how low their world had stooped? For people to be living like this?
OOC Notes
“Why do I have to come?” Zemar asked, moving his mane back slightly, ears twitching with agitation. They were moving out of the nice part of town, towards the mixed mutt area. He had nothing against mutts, his sister being one, he just didn’t feel safe there anymore. He could not stand the way they looked at him, looking at his clothes like they were rich and judging that he was clean; he had to maintain a look of normalcy to slip between the gaps and find help where it was given. He could not stand how brave his sister was, walking through the dirty streets as though it were nothing and they were under no threat. He shook himself, knowing that he shouldn’t feel under threat, he was on their side; but did they know that? He supposed some did, they were through this way often enough, trying to search for a place to give their information; find the right person.
“You have to come as my escort, I can’t have my cover blown, you know that.” She smiled serenely as the passed their second soldier, this one female. Some of the half bloods were very beautiful, this one could have given her a run for her money. She grinned for a moment, but she would never last, Pazya having almost pure Xoenia looks made her a real prize, only her teeth giving her away; thanks to her yellow, gold hair. She moved with grace through the dirty streets, wishing it were safe to live here, live with her people. She sighed, glancing around once more, she felt much safer with her brother at her side; a lot less likely to be mugged. It had happened before, passing through without her protector, trying to take her money; the little she had to survive on and keep up appearances. She was constantly having to keep up appearances, changing her clothes to the latest fashions and keeping herself in top condition.
“I know, I know, I just wish they wouldn’t look at me like that.” He pointed at the look of loathing one man gave him “We are trying to help and all we get is hatred.” He sighed, stepping over further rubbish as they moved closer to the poor end.
“Well it would be a lot easier if you didn’t wear all that make up, I know mum gives it to you, but it makes us stick out even more.” She nodded to yet another stranger, hoping they made it to the meet point soon.
“Look I left home, I stay with you and protect you… I like seeing mum every now and then, it does us no harm.” He took a breath, dropping a few coins at the feet of a child. “I always make sure I’m not followed, so don’t make such a fuss” The hair stood up on the back of his neck, he hated any form of fighting, even a small one like this.
“Fine, fine, just don’t blame me if they find us.” She placed a cautious hand on his shoulder, looking in front of them. “Wait, I think this is it..” She turned her head to one side, it was always hard for them to tell the building apart, but they had to deliver the news to someone. She looked it over once more, standing very still in the middle of the street. It had all the things they had been told to look for, but somehow it was not quite what she had expected. She glanced at the two boys sitting in the doorway, tugging at Zemar’s arm, dragging him after her. Her steps were even and measured, her head held high, breath even. Her clothes spoke of class, though they were understated and out of date, yellow and blue shimmering against her skin where the silk cami touched her, blue jean tight around her hips. She loved how she could make a man stare, but this time she was trying to look more normal.
“Excuse me, I don’t know if this is the right building..” She looked at her brother, trying to seem helpless. Even though she tried not to look, her eyes could not help but fall on the bag of money; it would bye over a weeks worth of food and at this rate she would only be eating with customers.
“We are looking for Seb Taylor, we were told to look here.” He spoke the code name without even blinking, calm oozing from his pours. He put the piece of paper back into his pocket, shaking his head “Are you sure this is the right on Sis?” He spoke in an almost pleading voice, unwilling to disturb the poor ill man, the idea of him getting up brought pain to his heart. How were they being let get to that level? Did these people not need protection? He hated that he was forced to live in a world that looked down on these people, good people who worked hard for the little they had. He crouched down, looking up at the two brothers, head tilted to one side. He really needed to be sure if they were the right people, though they looked unlikely to hurt them, he did not want to go into the house behind them until he was sure.
“You have to come as my escort, I can’t have my cover blown, you know that.” She smiled serenely as the passed their second soldier, this one female. Some of the half bloods were very beautiful, this one could have given her a run for her money. She grinned for a moment, but she would never last, Pazya having almost pure Xoenia looks made her a real prize, only her teeth giving her away; thanks to her yellow, gold hair. She moved with grace through the dirty streets, wishing it were safe to live here, live with her people. She sighed, glancing around once more, she felt much safer with her brother at her side; a lot less likely to be mugged. It had happened before, passing through without her protector, trying to take her money; the little she had to survive on and keep up appearances. She was constantly having to keep up appearances, changing her clothes to the latest fashions and keeping herself in top condition.
“I know, I know, I just wish they wouldn’t look at me like that.” He pointed at the look of loathing one man gave him “We are trying to help and all we get is hatred.” He sighed, stepping over further rubbish as they moved closer to the poor end.
“Well it would be a lot easier if you didn’t wear all that make up, I know mum gives it to you, but it makes us stick out even more.” She nodded to yet another stranger, hoping they made it to the meet point soon.
“Look I left home, I stay with you and protect you… I like seeing mum every now and then, it does us no harm.” He took a breath, dropping a few coins at the feet of a child. “I always make sure I’m not followed, so don’t make such a fuss” The hair stood up on the back of his neck, he hated any form of fighting, even a small one like this.
“Fine, fine, just don’t blame me if they find us.” She placed a cautious hand on his shoulder, looking in front of them. “Wait, I think this is it..” She turned her head to one side, it was always hard for them to tell the building apart, but they had to deliver the news to someone. She looked it over once more, standing very still in the middle of the street. It had all the things they had been told to look for, but somehow it was not quite what she had expected. She glanced at the two boys sitting in the doorway, tugging at Zemar’s arm, dragging him after her. Her steps were even and measured, her head held high, breath even. Her clothes spoke of class, though they were understated and out of date, yellow and blue shimmering against her skin where the silk cami touched her, blue jean tight around her hips. She loved how she could make a man stare, but this time she was trying to look more normal.
“Excuse me, I don’t know if this is the right building..” She looked at her brother, trying to seem helpless. Even though she tried not to look, her eyes could not help but fall on the bag of money; it would bye over a weeks worth of food and at this rate she would only be eating with customers.
“We are looking for Seb Taylor, we were told to look here.” He spoke the code name without even blinking, calm oozing from his pours. He put the piece of paper back into his pocket, shaking his head “Are you sure this is the right on Sis?” He spoke in an almost pleading voice, unwilling to disturb the poor ill man, the idea of him getting up brought pain to his heart. How were they being let get to that level? Did these people not need protection? He hated that he was forced to live in a world that looked down on these people, good people who worked hard for the little they had. He crouched down, looking up at the two brothers, head tilted to one side. He really needed to be sure if they were the right people, though they looked unlikely to hurt them, he did not want to go into the house behind them until he was sure.
OOC Notes
Nina walked around her large room pacing back and forth. She was thinking, wondering of ways to get away from the mad house she was forced to stay in. Nina heard the sound of footsteps coming down the hallway. Her door opened and a man with soft black hair that was curly, but cut short to look masculine. It was Nina’s father as he walked into the room he had a smile on his face, but when he closed the door his smile turned to a mad frown and he said to Nina “I have quite a few guest don stairs waiting to see you and you haven’t even put on your dress yet.” Nina looked at her father with her golden eyes showing her rage. She yelled to her father “You! That’s all this is ever about, I have no say in the matter of my own life! I will not marry that boy! I will not be someone’s trophy wife.” Nina’s father yelled back “Don’t you start this now Nina, the wedding is in five days, I will not tolerate this nonsense any longer, you put on that dress and get down stairs or so help me I will show you my wrath!” Nina smiled and said “ you mean like how you showed Liliana, you mean to do the same to me. You mean to watch your rich friends have fun with me. Is that what you mean father. Is it!” Nina’s father got close to her and whispered in her ear “ if that’s what it takes to get you under control I will arrange it.” Nina pushed him away and yelled “ get out of my room!” Nina laid on her bed and cried into her pillow, the door opened and slammed shut. There was than a knock on the door and Nina said while still crying “ go away.” the door opened and she got up and said “ I said go away.” Nina’s eyes widened and she started to cry more, but these tears were of joy. She started to smile and said “ Liliana, what are you doing here.”
Liliana smiled and said “ do you have to ask, I came to see you silly why else would I be here. Certainly not to see “father or mother,”” Liliana looked at the tears on Nina’s face and said “ I heard the argument earlier, if he dares let those immoral, twisted, arrogant.” Liliana is than stopped by Nina saying “ I know what your trying to say and thank you Liliana, you have always been there for me.” Liliana chuckled and said “ I plan to be there for you not matter what the circumstances. Now about this marriage, want to tell me what it’s for?” Nina looked at her and said “what else father wants to have more control, he wants me to marry some powerful Xoenian’s son so that he can use that as a way to get him into some kind of position of power.” Liliana nodded and said “ ok, so it’s pretty much the same thing he used me for. Well than I only see one way out of this. You have to leave.” Nina chuckled and said “ and how am I going to do that, you think dad will let me go before he gets what he needs. That’s just crazy.” Liliana laughed and said “ he may not want to let you go, but if we force him to what can he do?” Nina started to think about it and said “ but he would just have us tracked down.” Liliana looked up at her and said “ you just leave that up to me, all you have to do is play the part of the good little girl until everything is set. So come on let me help you put on the dress.” Nina nodded and picked up the dress.
After a lot of talking and laughing, Nina and Liliana walked out of the room ready to meet the group of people at the party. As Nina walked down the stairs everyone’s attention turned toward her. She started to feel nervous as if these people expected something from her. Like she was some kind of princess. Liliana stood next to her holding her hand and she walked down the large spiraling staircase. When they reached the bottom the small crowd started to part and Liliana walked Nina to the table where a boy with golden blonde hair and pure silver eyes, he had a pale completion that made him seem far to feminine was sitting. This boy was a pure blood, flaunting his wealth with his jewelry and fine clothes. Though Nina was no different only her appearance was only a ruse, she was just playing the part of a wealthy girl like her sister asked her to. Nina sat down next to the boy as the crowd stared. The boy took Nina’s hand and he stood up forcing her to stand as well. The boy looked at the crowd and said “ please enjoy this party that the courteous Violette family has prepared in the honor of my future bride and I.” the crowd started to clap and Liliana laughed on the inside as she clapped along with them. The people than started to talk amongst themselves and the boy sat back down and Nina sat as well. The boy looked at Nina and said “ I can’t wait for this wedding, to think a woman as beautiful as you will be my bride. It’s something that I have been thinking about ever since my father told me of this idea.” Nina gave the boy a fake smile and nodded.
Liliana was preparing to walk over to Nina and speak with her when she felt a hand touch her shoulder and she turned to see her father. She asked “ ah father, what can I do for you?” her father replied “ I have someone who would like to say hi to you.” Liliana laughed and said “ I remember you telling me those words before and it didn’t turn out to be a very nice introduction for me.” her father frowned and said “ just please come with me and save your smart mouthed talk for when there aren’t people around.” Liliana smiled and said sarcastically while laughing “yes sir” Liliana walked behind her father until he stopped. She looked over her Father’s shoulder to see him speaking with a rather portly old man. She couldn’t get a good look at his face, but her father stepped to the side and Liliana stood frozen her eyes fixated on the old man. She was than snapped out of this when the man said “ ah Liliana it has been a long time since I last saw.” her eyes started to squint as her rage boiled up inside. She felt the urge to punch this man, this man who was one of the men who was there that night. She could still feel his disgusting hands touching her. She smiled at him and said “ I‘m sorry but I can‘t seem to remember who you are.” the man said “ oh really? Well that is just to bad.” Liliana gave him another fake smile and asked her father “Is it ok with you if I leave now father?” Liliana than walked away from her father without waiting for him to respond to her. Her father caught up with her and grabbed her by the hand and said “I didn’t say you could leave.” Liliana looked him in the eye and said “I didn’t say your friends could do what they did to me, but it happened so we can call it even.” Liliana pulled away from him and stormed out of the house and walked to the gate of the large house and she leaned against it trying to get fresh air.
Liliana smiled and said “ do you have to ask, I came to see you silly why else would I be here. Certainly not to see “father or mother,”” Liliana looked at the tears on Nina’s face and said “ I heard the argument earlier, if he dares let those immoral, twisted, arrogant.” Liliana is than stopped by Nina saying “ I know what your trying to say and thank you Liliana, you have always been there for me.” Liliana chuckled and said “ I plan to be there for you not matter what the circumstances. Now about this marriage, want to tell me what it’s for?” Nina looked at her and said “what else father wants to have more control, he wants me to marry some powerful Xoenian’s son so that he can use that as a way to get him into some kind of position of power.” Liliana nodded and said “ ok, so it’s pretty much the same thing he used me for. Well than I only see one way out of this. You have to leave.” Nina chuckled and said “ and how am I going to do that, you think dad will let me go before he gets what he needs. That’s just crazy.” Liliana laughed and said “ he may not want to let you go, but if we force him to what can he do?” Nina started to think about it and said “ but he would just have us tracked down.” Liliana looked up at her and said “ you just leave that up to me, all you have to do is play the part of the good little girl until everything is set. So come on let me help you put on the dress.” Nina nodded and picked up the dress.
After a lot of talking and laughing, Nina and Liliana walked out of the room ready to meet the group of people at the party. As Nina walked down the stairs everyone’s attention turned toward her. She started to feel nervous as if these people expected something from her. Like she was some kind of princess. Liliana stood next to her holding her hand and she walked down the large spiraling staircase. When they reached the bottom the small crowd started to part and Liliana walked Nina to the table where a boy with golden blonde hair and pure silver eyes, he had a pale completion that made him seem far to feminine was sitting. This boy was a pure blood, flaunting his wealth with his jewelry and fine clothes. Though Nina was no different only her appearance was only a ruse, she was just playing the part of a wealthy girl like her sister asked her to. Nina sat down next to the boy as the crowd stared. The boy took Nina’s hand and he stood up forcing her to stand as well. The boy looked at the crowd and said “ please enjoy this party that the courteous Violette family has prepared in the honor of my future bride and I.” the crowd started to clap and Liliana laughed on the inside as she clapped along with them. The people than started to talk amongst themselves and the boy sat back down and Nina sat as well. The boy looked at Nina and said “ I can’t wait for this wedding, to think a woman as beautiful as you will be my bride. It’s something that I have been thinking about ever since my father told me of this idea.” Nina gave the boy a fake smile and nodded.
Liliana was preparing to walk over to Nina and speak with her when she felt a hand touch her shoulder and she turned to see her father. She asked “ ah father, what can I do for you?” her father replied “ I have someone who would like to say hi to you.” Liliana laughed and said “ I remember you telling me those words before and it didn’t turn out to be a very nice introduction for me.” her father frowned and said “ just please come with me and save your smart mouthed talk for when there aren’t people around.” Liliana smiled and said sarcastically while laughing “yes sir” Liliana walked behind her father until he stopped. She looked over her Father’s shoulder to see him speaking with a rather portly old man. She couldn’t get a good look at his face, but her father stepped to the side and Liliana stood frozen her eyes fixated on the old man. She was than snapped out of this when the man said “ ah Liliana it has been a long time since I last saw.” her eyes started to squint as her rage boiled up inside. She felt the urge to punch this man, this man who was one of the men who was there that night. She could still feel his disgusting hands touching her. She smiled at him and said “ I‘m sorry but I can‘t seem to remember who you are.” the man said “ oh really? Well that is just to bad.” Liliana gave him another fake smile and asked her father “Is it ok with you if I leave now father?” Liliana than walked away from her father without waiting for him to respond to her. Her father caught up with her and grabbed her by the hand and said “I didn’t say you could leave.” Liliana looked him in the eye and said “I didn’t say your friends could do what they did to me, but it happened so we can call it even.” Liliana pulled away from him and stormed out of the house and walked to the gate of the large house and she leaned against it trying to get fresh air.
OOC Notes
Leo hated the way that Talan had accepted his fate, it was like he was giving up. Well, even if he had decided to accept it, Leo hadn't and was still prepareds to try and find a cure for him, even if it involved the Xoenians somehow. He could not stand the look that Talan was giving him right now, knowing that he was asking with his eyes what he had already said a thousand times with his voice. Still, Leo would not listen to reasoning.
He opened his mouth to say something, though was interrupted by the passing of a rather shady looking man.
The twins looked up at him as he walked on past. The guy looked strong, kinda scary too - looked alot like a pureblood too. Which was why when the bag of money was dropped at their feet, Leo did not look all too amused.
"Who does he think he is, Robin Hood or something?" Leo said, getting up and ready to force the man to take the money back. Talan raised a palm to his forehead as Leo once again let his pride get the best of him.
"Just leave it, Leo." He said, grabbing the side of Leo's shirt as he went to get up. The money would come in handy for food or something during the week. It would save them from approaching Xoenians to steal a couple of wallets.
Before Leo could protest to that too, two others were approaching. Talan watched as the two approached, these two looking much like purebloods themselves, especially the male - who was showing off his wealth a little too much with his make up. A dangerous thought to approach the slums looking like that. They better have known how to protect themselves if they were going to wander round the slums looking like that.
Leo's brow rose slightly as the two approached, leaning his gauntleted arm on his leg as they approached. The girl was rather attractive, though as a moral highground, he wasn't going to allow himself to get involved with anyone that could be associated as a pureblood. If Talan wasn't looking so ill, he'd pass as a pureblood too - but he didn't count, he was his brother.
The twins glanced from one person to another as they spoke the words that could only mean one thing. They were part of the rebellion too, which was surprising, seeing as they looked so... Xoenian. They'd heard of a couple that could pass as pure enough to get them information from inside the upper class bounds, and these two must of been said people.
Talan watched as the male crouched down to get a good look at them, as if checking that they were actually who they thought they were. He was amused as he looked at Leo, who in return leant forward slightly and bit at the air, showing off his sharp canines as he did before chuckling a little to himself.
"Seb's inside," Talan replied, having invited them inside with his words, before getting to his feet - using the doorframe to help him up, stepping inside so that they could actually come into their small hut of a house. Leo wasn't far behind, the bag of money in his hand to drop off in one of the many cupboards and draws that they'd managed to make together. It wasn't a bad house, it had a cushioned sleeping area in one corner that the brothers shared, a little table with a few chairs around it that they'd managed to find, and enough space for cooking something to eat. Other than that, there wasn't much. It certainly wasn't as glamerous as these two visitors.
He opened his mouth to say something, though was interrupted by the passing of a rather shady looking man.
The twins looked up at him as he walked on past. The guy looked strong, kinda scary too - looked alot like a pureblood too. Which was why when the bag of money was dropped at their feet, Leo did not look all too amused.
"Who does he think he is, Robin Hood or something?" Leo said, getting up and ready to force the man to take the money back. Talan raised a palm to his forehead as Leo once again let his pride get the best of him.
"Just leave it, Leo." He said, grabbing the side of Leo's shirt as he went to get up. The money would come in handy for food or something during the week. It would save them from approaching Xoenians to steal a couple of wallets.
Before Leo could protest to that too, two others were approaching. Talan watched as the two approached, these two looking much like purebloods themselves, especially the male - who was showing off his wealth a little too much with his make up. A dangerous thought to approach the slums looking like that. They better have known how to protect themselves if they were going to wander round the slums looking like that.
Leo's brow rose slightly as the two approached, leaning his gauntleted arm on his leg as they approached. The girl was rather attractive, though as a moral highground, he wasn't going to allow himself to get involved with anyone that could be associated as a pureblood. If Talan wasn't looking so ill, he'd pass as a pureblood too - but he didn't count, he was his brother.
The twins glanced from one person to another as they spoke the words that could only mean one thing. They were part of the rebellion too, which was surprising, seeing as they looked so... Xoenian. They'd heard of a couple that could pass as pure enough to get them information from inside the upper class bounds, and these two must of been said people.
Talan watched as the male crouched down to get a good look at them, as if checking that they were actually who they thought they were. He was amused as he looked at Leo, who in return leant forward slightly and bit at the air, showing off his sharp canines as he did before chuckling a little to himself.
"Seb's inside," Talan replied, having invited them inside with his words, before getting to his feet - using the doorframe to help him up, stepping inside so that they could actually come into their small hut of a house. Leo wasn't far behind, the bag of money in his hand to drop off in one of the many cupboards and draws that they'd managed to make together. It wasn't a bad house, it had a cushioned sleeping area in one corner that the brothers shared, a little table with a few chairs around it that they'd managed to find, and enough space for cooking something to eat. Other than that, there wasn't much. It certainly wasn't as glamerous as these two visitors.
OOC Notes
Murkulk didn't look behind him. If he did he might have seen the two people approach the house. Sometimes he didn't feel like being observant all the time. He continued down the path until he came to a humble shack, the house was made from various different materials and had a roof that looked as if it would collapse at any moment. He knocked on the door and it swung open. An old lady was at the door; she simply nodded and let him in. He passed her a few coins he had saved and entered. Making for what appeared to be a simple cupboard he pulled out a key and opened it. For anyone who might have been looking it would have been quite a comical sight to see such a large person climb into such a small door. However, inside was a trapdoor. Unlocking the trapdoor with a different key he lowered himself in to reveal yet another door, this one was much more elaborate though. There was no apparent keyhole or door handle. Murkulk pulled out one his daggers and an arrow. He put them into two separate holes in the door and a small metal rod shot out of the side, acting as a door handle. Inside was a small room with a low ceiling, one of his three hideouts. He lit a nearby lantern
There was very little in the room, there was barley space for himself. A few books, a whetting stone and several half made arrows were on a tiny desk on the far side, to his left was a hole in the wall he stored extra money. He had emptied to another hideout the other week so for now it was just a square hole in the wall. Bent double, he walked over to the desk and sat cross-legged in front of it. He spent only twenty minutes there, fletching arrows and sharpening his daggers after his wall climbing had dulled the blades. Crawling back to the trapdoor and blowing out the lantern he locked the odd door and pulled himself out of the hole. Nodding to the old lady he left the house.
Upon exiting he did a quick assessment of the area. Nothing untoward, excluding himself of course. Bringing his hood higher around his face he began aimlessly walking the streets.
There was very little in the room, there was barley space for himself. A few books, a whetting stone and several half made arrows were on a tiny desk on the far side, to his left was a hole in the wall he stored extra money. He had emptied to another hideout the other week so for now it was just a square hole in the wall. Bent double, he walked over to the desk and sat cross-legged in front of it. He spent only twenty minutes there, fletching arrows and sharpening his daggers after his wall climbing had dulled the blades. Crawling back to the trapdoor and blowing out the lantern he locked the odd door and pulled himself out of the hole. Nodding to the old lady he left the house.
Upon exiting he did a quick assessment of the area. Nothing untoward, excluding himself of course. Bringing his hood higher around his face he began aimlessly walking the streets.
OOC Notes
When Ayanna had gotten enough of her walk, tired of having to stay cautious this long, she silently urged Rae to take her back home. Obediently, they turned back, going back up through the elegant, Xoenian section of the city. She began to relax, knowing they would be home soon, and she could take off the veil and be free, but as they walked, she noticed a girl leaning on the gate of one of the more extravagant houses of the neighborhood. She seemed distressed, and pity and compassion swelled within Ayanna. At the same time, she did not want to speak to someone from such a large house too quickly. After all, one could never be too careful. The girl could see through her secret at any given time. Instead, Ayanna turned to Rae.
"Rae?" she whispered, "Go see if she's okay."
Rae had seen the girl at about the same time as Ayanna. He hadn't realized she had seen her too, but he wasn't going to mention it. The girl seemed like she might need help, but he hadn't wanted to leave Ayanna alone in any way, especially since they were almost home. He was going to keep walking, Ayanna his top priority, but when she stopped and told him to check on the girl, he breathed a sigh of relief. His conscious would have bothered him for a while if he had just kept walking. Rae nodded at Ayanna and approached the girl at the gate.
"Excuse me?" he called out, keeping a bit of distance between them so as not to startle her, "I'm sorry for bothering you, but I was wondering if you were all right."
"Rae?" she whispered, "Go see if she's okay."
Rae had seen the girl at about the same time as Ayanna. He hadn't realized she had seen her too, but he wasn't going to mention it. The girl seemed like she might need help, but he hadn't wanted to leave Ayanna alone in any way, especially since they were almost home. He was going to keep walking, Ayanna his top priority, but when she stopped and told him to check on the girl, he breathed a sigh of relief. His conscious would have bothered him for a while if he had just kept walking. Rae nodded at Ayanna and approached the girl at the gate.
"Excuse me?" he called out, keeping a bit of distance between them so as not to startle her, "I'm sorry for bothering you, but I was wondering if you were all right."
OOC Notes
Liliana felt a tear roll down her face, she was saddened by her so called father’s lack of care for her. Yet she was also sad because her sister might suffer the same fate she did. Liliana didn’t want her sister to just be used as an object for her father’s financial gain. These thoughts plagued her mind until she heard a voice speaking to her. She opened her eyes and wiped the tears away. As her eyes started to clear up from her tears she got a good look at the person speaking to her. It was a young boy, Liliana could tell just by looking at him that this boy was kind. She couldn’t help but smile at that fact. Except her smile was more of a forced one. It was easy to tell she still wanted to cry, but she wouldn’t do it not in front of strangers. She than said “ I am fine, but thank you for asking.” Liliana than noticed the girl behind the boy, she looked very interesting with the veil covering her face. It was somewhat suspicious, but Liliana didn’t want to say anything because she felt it would be rude to ask. As Liliana was thinking about this girl covered by her veil she felt something coming down her cheek. She wiped her cheek and looked at her hand it was water, Liliana wiped her eyes and found that she was still crying even while smiling. This had never happened to her before. She looked away from the boy and said “ I’m sorry about this, must be odd watching someone cry while smiling like that.”
While Liliana was busy speaking with the boy outside Nina was still inside sitting next to the young boy who wanted her to be his bride. Nina started to slowly get up from her seat and the boy asked her “where are you going?” Nina looked at him and said “I need some fresh air.” the boy smiled and said “I see well let me accompany you, I wouldn’t want something to happen to you.” Nina stared at him this boy was getting on her nerves, his arrogant smile, his way of flaunting his wealth and worst of all his statement that clearly meant he felt she couldn’t protect herself. Nina knew this boy that she was like a child or worse a trophy. Nina smiled trying to hold back her anger and said “ that’s ok I will be fine, I’m just going outside.” the boy stood up towering over Nina, the boy was at least six inches taller than her. And Nina couldn’t stand it, she hated being short it made people think she was a helpless little girl when she was far from it. The boy said to Nina “ don’t be silly, I’m going to accompany you it’s only right for a man to protect the woman right?” Nina walked away from the table and headed toward the door. She felt something grab her arm and she turned around to see the boy and he said with a smile “ wait for me I don’t want you going to far without me.” the boy was squeezing tight it made Nina even more frustrated because it was starting to hurt. Nina pulled her arm from his grasp and walked on.
When she got outside the boy walked in front of her and he than turned around and said “ listen, you better start listening to what I say, I don’t want you giving me any of your back talk when I say I’m going to do something for you.” Nina stared at him and said “ so you finally show your true colors, well what are you going to do try and boss me around. It wont work I can tell you that right now.” the boy looked at her and said “ oh it better work or I will just have my father flaunt a little bit of his power and your family will be reduced to nothing but poor commoners.” Nina laughed and said “ and why would I care about a thing like that?” the boy looked at her shocked by her words. He asked “ you don’t care about your family’s wealth?” Nina smiled and said “ my family’s wealth has nothing to do with me, you see if my family cared they wouldn’t be pawning me off to some spoiled rich kid like you. So you can do whatever you want to my so called family, but nothing you do will ever make me want to listen to an arrogant jerk like you.” Nina walked away and the boy watched and than turned around and went back into the house. Nina walked to the gate and saw Liliana talking with two people she didn’t recognize. Nina asked “ Liliana, what’s going on?” Liliana responded “ it’s nothing, I should be asking you why your not inside doing what I told you.” Nina smiled and said “ the guy is a jerk and the people in there are all boring, I needed some fresh air.” Liliana chuckled a little and turned back to the boy her eyes now completely dry.
While Liliana was busy speaking with the boy outside Nina was still inside sitting next to the young boy who wanted her to be his bride. Nina started to slowly get up from her seat and the boy asked her “where are you going?” Nina looked at him and said “I need some fresh air.” the boy smiled and said “I see well let me accompany you, I wouldn’t want something to happen to you.” Nina stared at him this boy was getting on her nerves, his arrogant smile, his way of flaunting his wealth and worst of all his statement that clearly meant he felt she couldn’t protect herself. Nina knew this boy that she was like a child or worse a trophy. Nina smiled trying to hold back her anger and said “ that’s ok I will be fine, I’m just going outside.” the boy stood up towering over Nina, the boy was at least six inches taller than her. And Nina couldn’t stand it, she hated being short it made people think she was a helpless little girl when she was far from it. The boy said to Nina “ don’t be silly, I’m going to accompany you it’s only right for a man to protect the woman right?” Nina walked away from the table and headed toward the door. She felt something grab her arm and she turned around to see the boy and he said with a smile “ wait for me I don’t want you going to far without me.” the boy was squeezing tight it made Nina even more frustrated because it was starting to hurt. Nina pulled her arm from his grasp and walked on.
When she got outside the boy walked in front of her and he than turned around and said “ listen, you better start listening to what I say, I don’t want you giving me any of your back talk when I say I’m going to do something for you.” Nina stared at him and said “ so you finally show your true colors, well what are you going to do try and boss me around. It wont work I can tell you that right now.” the boy looked at her and said “ oh it better work or I will just have my father flaunt a little bit of his power and your family will be reduced to nothing but poor commoners.” Nina laughed and said “ and why would I care about a thing like that?” the boy looked at her shocked by her words. He asked “ you don’t care about your family’s wealth?” Nina smiled and said “ my family’s wealth has nothing to do with me, you see if my family cared they wouldn’t be pawning me off to some spoiled rich kid like you. So you can do whatever you want to my so called family, but nothing you do will ever make me want to listen to an arrogant jerk like you.” Nina walked away and the boy watched and than turned around and went back into the house. Nina walked to the gate and saw Liliana talking with two people she didn’t recognize. Nina asked “ Liliana, what’s going on?” Liliana responded “ it’s nothing, I should be asking you why your not inside doing what I told you.” Nina smiled and said “ the guy is a jerk and the people in there are all boring, I needed some fresh air.” Liliana chuckled a little and turned back to the boy her eyes now completely dry.
OOC Notes
Pazya leant forward, teeth bared when the other one toward her brother, long canines glistening in the muted light. Her yellow gold hair moved back at her sharp jerk forward, showing reflective blue eyes of a dizzying intensity. She hated it when anyone so much as postured at her brother, back aching with the need to arch and hiss; though it was completely unneeded. She had no idea who she was supposed to give her information to and knew these men were her contacts, so in truth she shouldn’t have been rude, but she didn’t mind. She felt the soft pads of Zemar’s finger tips on her arm, a balance as he got to his feet. She snaked her arm in his, glad she had little more cat blood in her, thinking that it made them unstable, more prone to instinct.
“Shh Pazya, you are supposed to be the more socially capable one.” He chided her in a playful tone, snaking his arm around hers. He was highly unsure of the two men, though his sister did have a few skills with fighting; they were both bigger than her; even if one did look ill. He moved gracefully, steps smooth and polished, just like he had been taught by all his tutors; keeping her on his arm till they came to the door. In truth he was glad that she was so protective over him, it made him feel safe and cared for, something the rest of his family had never shown him. He held her out on a delicate arm, letting her go through the door first, stepping past the one still sitting, her eyes never deviating from her task. He paused, looking down at the other boy, almost silver eyes blank of all emotion. He did not fear the older one, he had more of a cap on his emotions, this one however would be difficult.
“I’m sorry, I get a little protective over my little brother; don’t take any offence.” She sighed, eyes flickering to the floor as she passed Leo; unable to tell if he had taken her reaction badly. She stepped through the door, holding her head carefully high, not wanting to seem put off by the squalor. To her surprise though it was well kept, far more so than others she had seen. She looked around with appraising eyes, it looked nice, far better than her pretentious place; hers had no soul. A smile brushed her lips, this kind of place was where she belonged, she did not want any of the traipsing she had to live with. Her eyes glittered, knowing her brother would hate it as much as she liked it, but well they were here to do a job, nothing more. She walked to the center of the room, the usual sway in her hips; not for seduction, merely because that was how she had to walk, talk and think. She was an escort, a supposed thing of beauty, for all the rich men who just had to look good.
“So are we giving this to you?” He heard his sister speak in hushed tones, moving to her side in an instant, tail flicking angrily. He was unsure of these people and that was putting it lightly, he could see the prejudice in their eyes, they hated people like him. Even though they were obviously on the right side, it didn’t matter; his fine clothes and makeup made him the wrong kind of person. His tail flickered, snaking around to curl about Pazya’s leg, seeking comfort in her ease. She of course looked fine, upper class for sure, but her clothes, street ware, did not speak class; it was how she held herself and her obvious looks. He looked around the room, ears flickering around for fear of other people, but it seemed there were no surprises in wait for them.
“I know you probably don’t want to deal with us and I understand that; there has been trouble with people trying to pose as part of the rebellion. My brother and I hardly come across as mutts; people don’t usually see past what we show. It’s why we are good.” She paused, feeling more than a little flustered. “Our usual messenger is under suspicion, so we were told to come here. My name is Pazya and this is my brother Zemar.” She gave them a short dip of her head, intending to show her respect. Her second gesture of trust was dropping her small glamour, her shield against the outside world. Her hair seemed to disappear from her eyes, leaving the shocking blue of her Maizelish eyes bare. Gold highlights spun through her hair, twisting between the yellow; that now parted to show small yellow ears, perking out the top of her head. Her body gained obvious muscle, showing how much time she put into practicing what little fighting she knew, adding to her longer canines that were now all to obvious.
“It’s a pleasure I’m sure.” Zemar said, sarcasm dripping on his words “let’s finish this, I want to go home Paz..” He stopped realizing he was whining, eyes flitting to the floor. He like to help his sister with the revolution, but never really felt included in it, often hated for the fact that he was at least a half blood. He shook his head at the thought, acid green eyes turning to look at her own vivid shade, noting the small smile on her lips. He placed a large bag of money on the table, enough to feed a small house for many weeks; it wasn’t for the two boys, rather than to the people who were at the top. He hated giving away all Pazya’s wages, but she said they didn’t need it and she was paid more than enough to keep them well. The second thing he placed on the table was an envelope, containing whatever information she had been able to glean from her patrons in the last couple of days.
“Shh Pazya, you are supposed to be the more socially capable one.” He chided her in a playful tone, snaking his arm around hers. He was highly unsure of the two men, though his sister did have a few skills with fighting; they were both bigger than her; even if one did look ill. He moved gracefully, steps smooth and polished, just like he had been taught by all his tutors; keeping her on his arm till they came to the door. In truth he was glad that she was so protective over him, it made him feel safe and cared for, something the rest of his family had never shown him. He held her out on a delicate arm, letting her go through the door first, stepping past the one still sitting, her eyes never deviating from her task. He paused, looking down at the other boy, almost silver eyes blank of all emotion. He did not fear the older one, he had more of a cap on his emotions, this one however would be difficult.
“I’m sorry, I get a little protective over my little brother; don’t take any offence.” She sighed, eyes flickering to the floor as she passed Leo; unable to tell if he had taken her reaction badly. She stepped through the door, holding her head carefully high, not wanting to seem put off by the squalor. To her surprise though it was well kept, far more so than others she had seen. She looked around with appraising eyes, it looked nice, far better than her pretentious place; hers had no soul. A smile brushed her lips, this kind of place was where she belonged, she did not want any of the traipsing she had to live with. Her eyes glittered, knowing her brother would hate it as much as she liked it, but well they were here to do a job, nothing more. She walked to the center of the room, the usual sway in her hips; not for seduction, merely because that was how she had to walk, talk and think. She was an escort, a supposed thing of beauty, for all the rich men who just had to look good.
“So are we giving this to you?” He heard his sister speak in hushed tones, moving to her side in an instant, tail flicking angrily. He was unsure of these people and that was putting it lightly, he could see the prejudice in their eyes, they hated people like him. Even though they were obviously on the right side, it didn’t matter; his fine clothes and makeup made him the wrong kind of person. His tail flickered, snaking around to curl about Pazya’s leg, seeking comfort in her ease. She of course looked fine, upper class for sure, but her clothes, street ware, did not speak class; it was how she held herself and her obvious looks. He looked around the room, ears flickering around for fear of other people, but it seemed there were no surprises in wait for them.
“I know you probably don’t want to deal with us and I understand that; there has been trouble with people trying to pose as part of the rebellion. My brother and I hardly come across as mutts; people don’t usually see past what we show. It’s why we are good.” She paused, feeling more than a little flustered. “Our usual messenger is under suspicion, so we were told to come here. My name is Pazya and this is my brother Zemar.” She gave them a short dip of her head, intending to show her respect. Her second gesture of trust was dropping her small glamour, her shield against the outside world. Her hair seemed to disappear from her eyes, leaving the shocking blue of her Maizelish eyes bare. Gold highlights spun through her hair, twisting between the yellow; that now parted to show small yellow ears, perking out the top of her head. Her body gained obvious muscle, showing how much time she put into practicing what little fighting she knew, adding to her longer canines that were now all to obvious.
“It’s a pleasure I’m sure.” Zemar said, sarcasm dripping on his words “let’s finish this, I want to go home Paz..” He stopped realizing he was whining, eyes flitting to the floor. He like to help his sister with the revolution, but never really felt included in it, often hated for the fact that he was at least a half blood. He shook his head at the thought, acid green eyes turning to look at her own vivid shade, noting the small smile on her lips. He placed a large bag of money on the table, enough to feed a small house for many weeks; it wasn’t for the two boys, rather than to the people who were at the top. He hated giving away all Pazya’s wages, but she said they didn’t need it and she was paid more than enough to keep them well. The second thing he placed on the table was an envelope, containing whatever information she had been able to glean from her patrons in the last couple of days.
OOC Notes
Leo couldn't help but grin as the girl seemed to threaten him for his meaningless joke, showing off her own neat set of canines. It was a shame for the younger boy to pull her back before they got to see if she could actually act on the threat. He shook his head lightly as she apologised,
"It's alright, I know exactly how you feel..." Leo replied as he got to his feet, looking over to Talan for a moment as he thought of how protective he was of his twin, especially since the maize piece had been effecting him. He entered the small house after everyone else was inside, gentle pulling the door to - it wasn't made to fit and so didn't shut properly, but enough so that spies couldn't listen in too well. He looked to the younger boy as he said that the girl was supposed to be the more socially capable, unable to stop himself from commenting,
"Are you saying that you're socially incapable?" He asked, an honest question from him. "Or that you're shy?"
Talan couldn't help but roll his eyes at Leo's comment, typical response. Hopefully nothing would be taken by that. He watched how the two stood rather awkwardly in their small shack of a home, as if unknowing where to place themselves. They sure did stick out in this dim and dingy place, with their bright clothes and hair and general Xoenian feel, but it looked like the older girl seemed to be slightly more comfortable in this place than the boy.
He gestured to the chairs around the table as he spoke,
"You can take a seat if you like, I would offer you a drink, but we weren't exactly expecting visitors enough to need to restock our supplies." He explained, a slightly apologetic look on his face as he looked from one visitor to the other.
Even if they didn't want to sit down, Talan did as he felt a slight ache to the back of the legs that was just enough to want to take a seat. He looked up to the very tall people as he leant back in his seat, taking in every word the older girl said. He nodded a little, understanding why they must've been feeling pretty awkward right now. They were risking alot, posing as purebloods and passing information on to the rebellion.
"If there wasn't people with bravery enough to work undercover, like you do, the rebellion wouldn't be getting anywhere at all. We always appreciate whatever help you can give, big or small." Talan replied to the girl, offering her the warmest smile he could muster despite his worn features.
Leo was oddly quiet, leaning against the wall by the door. He watched the situation infront of him, letting his brother take front of house while he stood aside, concentrating more on detecting whether there were risks to them nearby, drawing on his acute senses from his Cat to find anything that may have been lurking nearby. Talan would know this and wouldn't interrupt him, instead working on making the visitors feel as comfortable as possible around them incase they would have to come back to them with more information.
"My name's Talan, and that's my brother Leo." Talan returned the introductions, his head tilting to the side slightly as the Pazya's appearance suddenly changed, hair changing so that her bright eyes could be seen as well as her feline ears, and canines extending slightly. He hadn't expected that, taking a moment to think of what they called that kind of power. "A glamour? Impressive." He added as he eventually remembered, his smile widening slightly. He glanced at Zemar, wondering if he had a similar power. He then frowned slightly as it seemed that the younger boy seemed to still be uncomfortable here, it must've been very strange for him to be in the slums rather than the more glamorous area that the Xoenians lived in.
"I understand how it might be uncomfortable for you to stay in a place like this for too long," Talan continued, ignoring his silent twin as reached accross the table to take the envelope. "But this information will reach the rest of the rebellion, I promise you that. If you want to leave now, Leo can make sure you're not followed by mutts or soldiers."
At the mention of his name, Leo seemed to snap out of his dazed concentration, nodding a little in agreement with his brother's last statement. They had to keep their undercover's as safe as possible, as they were vital in finding information.
"It's alright, I know exactly how you feel..." Leo replied as he got to his feet, looking over to Talan for a moment as he thought of how protective he was of his twin, especially since the maize piece had been effecting him. He entered the small house after everyone else was inside, gentle pulling the door to - it wasn't made to fit and so didn't shut properly, but enough so that spies couldn't listen in too well. He looked to the younger boy as he said that the girl was supposed to be the more socially capable, unable to stop himself from commenting,
"Are you saying that you're socially incapable?" He asked, an honest question from him. "Or that you're shy?"
Talan couldn't help but roll his eyes at Leo's comment, typical response. Hopefully nothing would be taken by that. He watched how the two stood rather awkwardly in their small shack of a home, as if unknowing where to place themselves. They sure did stick out in this dim and dingy place, with their bright clothes and hair and general Xoenian feel, but it looked like the older girl seemed to be slightly more comfortable in this place than the boy.
He gestured to the chairs around the table as he spoke,
"You can take a seat if you like, I would offer you a drink, but we weren't exactly expecting visitors enough to need to restock our supplies." He explained, a slightly apologetic look on his face as he looked from one visitor to the other.
Even if they didn't want to sit down, Talan did as he felt a slight ache to the back of the legs that was just enough to want to take a seat. He looked up to the very tall people as he leant back in his seat, taking in every word the older girl said. He nodded a little, understanding why they must've been feeling pretty awkward right now. They were risking alot, posing as purebloods and passing information on to the rebellion.
"If there wasn't people with bravery enough to work undercover, like you do, the rebellion wouldn't be getting anywhere at all. We always appreciate whatever help you can give, big or small." Talan replied to the girl, offering her the warmest smile he could muster despite his worn features.
Leo was oddly quiet, leaning against the wall by the door. He watched the situation infront of him, letting his brother take front of house while he stood aside, concentrating more on detecting whether there were risks to them nearby, drawing on his acute senses from his Cat to find anything that may have been lurking nearby. Talan would know this and wouldn't interrupt him, instead working on making the visitors feel as comfortable as possible around them incase they would have to come back to them with more information.
"My name's Talan, and that's my brother Leo." Talan returned the introductions, his head tilting to the side slightly as the Pazya's appearance suddenly changed, hair changing so that her bright eyes could be seen as well as her feline ears, and canines extending slightly. He hadn't expected that, taking a moment to think of what they called that kind of power. "A glamour? Impressive." He added as he eventually remembered, his smile widening slightly. He glanced at Zemar, wondering if he had a similar power. He then frowned slightly as it seemed that the younger boy seemed to still be uncomfortable here, it must've been very strange for him to be in the slums rather than the more glamorous area that the Xoenians lived in.
"I understand how it might be uncomfortable for you to stay in a place like this for too long," Talan continued, ignoring his silent twin as reached accross the table to take the envelope. "But this information will reach the rest of the rebellion, I promise you that. If you want to leave now, Leo can make sure you're not followed by mutts or soldiers."
At the mention of his name, Leo seemed to snap out of his dazed concentration, nodding a little in agreement with his brother's last statement. They had to keep their undercover's as safe as possible, as they were vital in finding information.
OOC Notes
Rae had been about to comfort the girl. He had thought it a bit odd that she seemed ashamed of her tears and meant to help her, but then another girl came out of the house. The two were opposites in so many ways, but for some reason, he had the impression they were sisters. On top of that, when he played closer attention, he realized they were wearing party clothes and must have just come from some upper-society Xoenian gathering. The thought put him a bit on edge, but he took a breath and looked back at the first girl.
"My name is Rae," he began, then gestured at Ayanna "This is my sister, Ayanna. We were just going for a walk, when...well..." He didn't know what to say. He didn't know if the girl wanted the other to know whether she'd been crying or not, but at the same time, he wanted to help her feel better.
Ayanna saw Rae struggling and knew he was at a loss of what to say. Trying to help him, she stepped forward and pulled the veil far enough back on her head that her ears were still covered but her face was clearly visible. She gave the girls a friendly smile and placed a reassuring hand on her brother's shoulder.
"I saw you," she interrupted, "You are a very lovely person, I must say, and I was wondering why someone as lovely as you would be out here all alone. I wanted to make sure you weren't lonely, or something." She glanced at Rae then back to the girls. "Of course, I'm a bit of a coward, so I asked Rae to approach you. Please forgive me for my nosiness." Ayanna bowed her head a bit with her apology. When she lifted her head again, she smiled timidly at the two of them. She wanted to talk to the first girl, but she knew that the situation called for some sensitivity.
"Um..." she began again, then she bit her lip out of nervous habit, "I was wondering, if you're not too busy, of course, if you two would like to go out to a cafe with us. After all, it's a bit hot, and refreshment would be nice."
"My name is Rae," he began, then gestured at Ayanna "This is my sister, Ayanna. We were just going for a walk, when...well..." He didn't know what to say. He didn't know if the girl wanted the other to know whether she'd been crying or not, but at the same time, he wanted to help her feel better.
Ayanna saw Rae struggling and knew he was at a loss of what to say. Trying to help him, she stepped forward and pulled the veil far enough back on her head that her ears were still covered but her face was clearly visible. She gave the girls a friendly smile and placed a reassuring hand on her brother's shoulder.
"I saw you," she interrupted, "You are a very lovely person, I must say, and I was wondering why someone as lovely as you would be out here all alone. I wanted to make sure you weren't lonely, or something." She glanced at Rae then back to the girls. "Of course, I'm a bit of a coward, so I asked Rae to approach you. Please forgive me for my nosiness." Ayanna bowed her head a bit with her apology. When she lifted her head again, she smiled timidly at the two of them. She wanted to talk to the first girl, but she knew that the situation called for some sensitivity.
"Um..." she began again, then she bit her lip out of nervous habit, "I was wondering, if you're not too busy, of course, if you two would like to go out to a cafe with us. After all, it's a bit hot, and refreshment would be nice."
OOC Notes
Murkulk was going nowhere in particular; he had no business to attend to at any of his hideouts at the moment in time. Boredom mixed with alertness made every minute seem like an hour, he couldn't keep this up. He had wandered down most of the really run-down parts and had ended up in a more built up area. The posh houses with their intricate carving and fancy front gardens sickened him, such a gratuitously gruesome display of wasted money. He tapped the hilt of one his daggers to a random beat under his cape as he walked, staring at the disgusting show of wealth around him. It wasn’t that he wanted to be rich, he could if he wanted, he could easily sell him self as a hit man or a mercenary, but that wasn’t the sort of person he was. He didn’t want to help the government achieve their goals.
It must have been the long time he spent on alert, whilst going about his menial task of taking from the rich people, when he nearly walked into a female guard. Instantly he realised his almost fatal mistake. He did not make eye contact but apologised profusely and as sincere as his voice would allow. Making a sharp u-turn he set off a brisk pace, hoping she wouldn’t question him.
It must have been the long time he spent on alert, whilst going about his menial task of taking from the rich people, when he nearly walked into a female guard. Instantly he realised his almost fatal mistake. He did not make eye contact but apologised profusely and as sincere as his voice would allow. Making a sharp u-turn he set off a brisk pace, hoping she wouldn’t question him.
OOC Notes
Wisty wanted to head home, she was a little bored and felt like a cup of tea would make her feel so much better. She'd love to kick off her shoes and roll down her stupid high socks. She wanted to be the best but there was only so much you could do on patrols. She didn't want to be one of those soldiers who pulled every single suspicious looking person to the side for questioning. Those soldiers never went anywhere fast. All you really needed was one big bust to move you up, then she'd be directing patrols, she'd have some more responsibility. She wasn't really looking when a man almost bumped into her, his shoulder just brushing hers, the contact startled her and knocked her back slightly. He started apologising, he seemed finely dressed which suggested that he was Xoenian but what he was doing so close to mutt quarters.
"Hey, hold up there." she reached out, taking his arm in a way that was not rough, almost friendly. She smiled as she gently turned him, allowing her strength to be felt so that he'd take her seriously. "Allow me to make my apologies before rushing off." she smiled a little, "Where do you live?" she accompanied the smile with a sharp question, it wasn't meant to be threatening. Usually Xoenian's were quite easy to talk to if you didn't pester them too much. However some found her wine red eyes disconcerting, she tried to appear as kind as possible.
"Hey, hold up there." she reached out, taking his arm in a way that was not rough, almost friendly. She smiled as she gently turned him, allowing her strength to be felt so that he'd take her seriously. "Allow me to make my apologies before rushing off." she smiled a little, "Where do you live?" she accompanied the smile with a sharp question, it wasn't meant to be threatening. Usually Xoenian's were quite easy to talk to if you didn't pester them too much. However some found her wine red eyes disconcerting, she tried to appear as kind as possible.
OOC Notes
Drat... Rumbled Murkulk thought as he was spun around, cursing several Gods at his misfortune. His first reaction was to stab her, but that probably wasn't the best solution given the circumstances, so he left his daggers alone. She gave him a disarming smile.
"Where do you live?" She asked him. Murkulk nearly said In a house. but fought the urge.
"Just down there." He pointed down the street vaguely. He tried to worm his arm out of her grip. It wasn't strong, but enough to keep him there. He would have attempted a counter-smile but his mask hid his mouth.
It took him a while to actually notice her, for he was busy attempting to leave. She had him fixed with a red stare, something told him it probably wasn't best to look into her eyes for too long and averted his gaze, but only ended up staring at her golden hair. He thought about closing his eyes, but that would only draw suspicion. He could sense tiredness in her.
Using all the knowledge taught to him by the Master Assassins of old still couldn't get him out of a guard's grasp. Had it been a man, he would have probably beaten him up or stabbed him by now. He cursed chivalry and made a personal note to walk into male guards from now on.
One last attempt. He countered her grip on his arm by placing his free hand on hers, hoping she would flinch and let go.
“I suppose you want to walk me home?” He queried.
Still, he wished he had just stabbed her now; it would have been quicker and less effort.
"Where do you live?" She asked him. Murkulk nearly said In a house. but fought the urge.
"Just down there." He pointed down the street vaguely. He tried to worm his arm out of her grip. It wasn't strong, but enough to keep him there. He would have attempted a counter-smile but his mask hid his mouth.
It took him a while to actually notice her, for he was busy attempting to leave. She had him fixed with a red stare, something told him it probably wasn't best to look into her eyes for too long and averted his gaze, but only ended up staring at her golden hair. He thought about closing his eyes, but that would only draw suspicion. He could sense tiredness in her.
Using all the knowledge taught to him by the Master Assassins of old still couldn't get him out of a guard's grasp. Had it been a man, he would have probably beaten him up or stabbed him by now. He cursed chivalry and made a personal note to walk into male guards from now on.
One last attempt. He countered her grip on his arm by placing his free hand on hers, hoping she would flinch and let go.
“I suppose you want to walk me home?” He queried.
Still, he wished he had just stabbed her now; it would have been quicker and less effort.
OOC Notes
Liliana looked at Ayanna and Rae, she than said “I thank you very much for your kindness, you seem like two very caring people. And on any other day I would gladly accept your offer, but you see my sister..” Nina stopped Liliana by placing her hand on her shoulder and she said “ me and my sister would love to go with the both of you and because of your kindness we will pay for anything you want. It will only be fair for you being so kind to my sister when she was crying.” Liliana looked at Nina and said “ but Nina what about the party, if your gone to long everyone will start to wonder.” Nina laughed and said “ those people are to busy trying to strike deals with each other to make themselves more money. They don’t really care what I do, plus I need the fresh air.”
Liliana chuckled and said “ sometimes I wonder how I’m the older sister.” Nina responded “well I’ve always had to be there for you so, I learned to grow up fast.” Nina smiled and hugged Liliana. They both than looked at Ayanna and Rae than Liliana asked “ok shall we get going?” Nina walked on ahead and said “come on, if we are going to a café we will need to get there before it gets crowded.” Nina smiled and kept walking, while Liliana stuck close with Ayanna and Rae walking at her own pace.She felt a breeze rush through her hair that felt nice and it made her remember something Ayanna said, Liliana looked at her and said “ Ayanna, about what you said earlier, do you really think I’m a lovely person, I mean I just always thought I was just normal, but anyway before I keep going on I wanted to say thank you for that compliment.”
Liliana chuckled and said “ sometimes I wonder how I’m the older sister.” Nina responded “well I’ve always had to be there for you so, I learned to grow up fast.” Nina smiled and hugged Liliana. They both than looked at Ayanna and Rae than Liliana asked “ok shall we get going?” Nina walked on ahead and said “come on, if we are going to a café we will need to get there before it gets crowded.” Nina smiled and kept walking, while Liliana stuck close with Ayanna and Rae walking at her own pace.She felt a breeze rush through her hair that felt nice and it made her remember something Ayanna said, Liliana looked at her and said “ Ayanna, about what you said earlier, do you really think I’m a lovely person, I mean I just always thought I was just normal, but anyway before I keep going on I wanted to say thank you for that compliment.”
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“Actually, I’m saying that I’m both. Most of the upper class will not associate itself with a half-breed like me; unless like Paz, you look like them and mutts want nothing to do with me. So thank you for pointing it out.” His words held no snarl or hatred, only sadness that he had not a friend in the world. Lemar shook himself, obviously unwilling to talk about the subject, his tail flicked slightly; showing his obvious agitation. His tail tugged on his sisters leg, urging her to take a seat. These people might be wishing for them to go, but at least they were polite enough to offer them seats, like they were real guests. He looked over the ill twin, his heart aching for him, it must be hard to soldier on, even if it was for the right cause. He shifted before his sister, taking a seat with a more comfortable posture.
“Um, I bought a drink actually… It’s a health elixir; you know all the vitamins to keep you healthy and looking good…. Our old… handler… Used to like it.” Her faltering words made her feel incompetent, she entertained others for a living and now she could barely speak at all. She pulled the long slender bottle out of her bag, fingers running up and down its sides, she was nervous and these two were hardly making her feel better, already she missed Tzar. She hoped that he was ok and any suspicion of him was passed, though she knew they would never be allowed to visit him again. She resolved to ask about him, knowing that it would way on her mind till she found out. She sat down next to her brother, a hand groping for his tail, touching the fine short hair with a look of calm.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you both, we are at your service.” She gave them a short bow, her yellow hair shifting above her; a halo of gold.
“Hmm, yes, I can hold small glamour’s, it’s part of the reason I pass so easily among the upper class. That and I’m my mothers daughter, everyone there knows her, even if she can never find me.” The words slipped out of her mouth and she quickly covered her lips, as though to stop the tumble of unwanted words. Her blue eyes flickered, she hated to ever talk of her mother, even if it was the reason she was a prim candidate for this work. Quickly she let go of her brothers tail, wanting to seem capable on her own two, rather than seeking comfort from outside sources. Slowly she settled back in her seat, watching the silent boy for distraction.
“It’s different for us to be here, not uncomfortable, though we are a little out of our Zone having been moved.” Zemar spoke with a level tone, watching Talan, his cat eyes able to see every nuisance of his body, trying to read his thoughts. All he really got though, was pain; this man was in pain and needed help. He feared that if medical attention was not given, then he might get worse and they could ill afford to lose any more of the rebellion. With that in mind, he moved to thoughts of their old handler.
“Do you know how Tzar is?” He spoke timidly, almost unsure he should broach the subject. “We have not seen him in two weeks, he became quite dear to us and if you could tell us he was ok, it would be greatly appreciated.” He looked between them curious.
“Before we go, can I ask some questions about what’s going on?” Her tiny ears perked forwards, leaning into the conversation. “Also we have received no orders at who to look for, at the moment I’v been keeping my research broad.. Do you have any information to give us?” Unwanted tears touched her eyes, they lived in constant fear of what was going on and to be without information had left them at a loss. She reached across the table, taking a hold of Talan’s hand, eyes begging. When she felt the small touch of her brother’s hand, a few fingers to her spine, she did not move, unwilling to be told nothing. These people they would likely come back to every few days if all went well and she could not bear to have no knowledge of their fight till then.
“Um, I bought a drink actually… It’s a health elixir; you know all the vitamins to keep you healthy and looking good…. Our old… handler… Used to like it.” Her faltering words made her feel incompetent, she entertained others for a living and now she could barely speak at all. She pulled the long slender bottle out of her bag, fingers running up and down its sides, she was nervous and these two were hardly making her feel better, already she missed Tzar. She hoped that he was ok and any suspicion of him was passed, though she knew they would never be allowed to visit him again. She resolved to ask about him, knowing that it would way on her mind till she found out. She sat down next to her brother, a hand groping for his tail, touching the fine short hair with a look of calm.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you both, we are at your service.” She gave them a short bow, her yellow hair shifting above her; a halo of gold.
“Hmm, yes, I can hold small glamour’s, it’s part of the reason I pass so easily among the upper class. That and I’m my mothers daughter, everyone there knows her, even if she can never find me.” The words slipped out of her mouth and she quickly covered her lips, as though to stop the tumble of unwanted words. Her blue eyes flickered, she hated to ever talk of her mother, even if it was the reason she was a prim candidate for this work. Quickly she let go of her brothers tail, wanting to seem capable on her own two, rather than seeking comfort from outside sources. Slowly she settled back in her seat, watching the silent boy for distraction.
“It’s different for us to be here, not uncomfortable, though we are a little out of our Zone having been moved.” Zemar spoke with a level tone, watching Talan, his cat eyes able to see every nuisance of his body, trying to read his thoughts. All he really got though, was pain; this man was in pain and needed help. He feared that if medical attention was not given, then he might get worse and they could ill afford to lose any more of the rebellion. With that in mind, he moved to thoughts of their old handler.
“Do you know how Tzar is?” He spoke timidly, almost unsure he should broach the subject. “We have not seen him in two weeks, he became quite dear to us and if you could tell us he was ok, it would be greatly appreciated.” He looked between them curious.
“Before we go, can I ask some questions about what’s going on?” Her tiny ears perked forwards, leaning into the conversation. “Also we have received no orders at who to look for, at the moment I’v been keeping my research broad.. Do you have any information to give us?” Unwanted tears touched her eyes, they lived in constant fear of what was going on and to be without information had left them at a loss. She reached across the table, taking a hold of Talan’s hand, eyes begging. When she felt the small touch of her brother’s hand, a few fingers to her spine, she did not move, unwilling to be told nothing. These people they would likely come back to every few days if all went well and she could not bear to have no knowledge of their fight till then.
OOC Notes
Wisty took a moment to take him in as he motioned to where he lived. He wore a mask, which aroused suspicion a little but not overly many half bloods liked to cover the parts of them that gave away that they were not pure. Perhaps his teeth were fanged like a reptiles would be or something. She watched as he looked her over, probably trying to size her up. She knew that she appeared delicate, not much in way of a challenge but she could beat most in a fight simply because she had mastered the ability to draw strength from a shadow. Not that this mattered now, she doubted that there would be a fight.
He covered her hand with his and for a moment she wanted to pull back out or sheer shock, something jumped between their touch, like a slick of ice burying into her and shooting up her arm. She gave his arm a little squeeze before calmly pulling her hand away and resting it on her belt. She brushed the other through her hair, pushing it back from her face as she felt the need to concentrate. He just wasn't right.
"You create a memorable figure." she commented, "I suppose you have just moved in, else I'd have seen you before." she measured him for a moment, trying to find in his eyes the moment when she pushed him too far. "Perhaps I should walk with you, encase anyone decides to talk to you, I can see that you don't like it." she flicked a smile at him.
He covered her hand with his and for a moment she wanted to pull back out or sheer shock, something jumped between their touch, like a slick of ice burying into her and shooting up her arm. She gave his arm a little squeeze before calmly pulling her hand away and resting it on her belt. She brushed the other through her hair, pushing it back from her face as she felt the need to concentrate. He just wasn't right.
"You create a memorable figure." she commented, "I suppose you have just moved in, else I'd have seen you before." she measured him for a moment, trying to find in his eyes the moment when she pushed him too far. "Perhaps I should walk with you, encase anyone decides to talk to you, I can see that you don't like it." she flicked a smile at him.
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Ayanna smiled with relief when Liliana and Nina said they'd come. That's when she realized she had asked as much for herself as she did for the two of them. Always hiding, always inside, Ayanna rarely had a chance to talk to other girls, let alone be friends with them. The fact that she'd now have some time to chat with them made her extremely happy, and that happiness cleared any nervousness from what she had felt earlier. In fact, she was happy enough that, were she not so shy, she would even start humming. Then, of course, she was taken aback by Liliana's question.
"Well, don't think of it as a compliment but more as a statement of truth," Ayanna replied thoughtfully, "I am a very honest person, you know. It kills me to lie. And yes, I do honestly think you are very lovely." Ayanna smiled as she said this, and then, with a giggle, she added, "And I have to say, I do love white hair." She giggled again.
Rae rolled his eyes at Ayanna's statement.
"Is that because of your hair or mine," he joked, chuckling when Ayanna stuck her tongue out at him, but then, he became serious. Ayanna had a point. Liliana and Nina were both lovely young women. He wondered what would cause a beautiful, rich Xoenian girl to be crying outside of a party. Better yet, why would she be hesitant to believe she was beautiful. Nina seemed a bit more carefree, but Liliana...it seemed as if she had faced something dark. Making a mental note to check on the girl again later, he turned his thoughts back to Ayanna. She had said it in a joking way, but it was true that she hated to lie. Even hiding her own secret must kill her. Rae looked down at her with sadness. When they were younger, she used to laugh all the time, carefree and happy. In fact, this may have been the first time he had heard her laugh so happily since they found out about her past. He hoped these girls would help her fix that. When they arrived at the cafe, he went ahead and held the door open for the three ladies.
"After you," he murmured, waiting for them to go in first before him.
"Well, don't think of it as a compliment but more as a statement of truth," Ayanna replied thoughtfully, "I am a very honest person, you know. It kills me to lie. And yes, I do honestly think you are very lovely." Ayanna smiled as she said this, and then, with a giggle, she added, "And I have to say, I do love white hair." She giggled again.
Rae rolled his eyes at Ayanna's statement.
"Is that because of your hair or mine," he joked, chuckling when Ayanna stuck her tongue out at him, but then, he became serious. Ayanna had a point. Liliana and Nina were both lovely young women. He wondered what would cause a beautiful, rich Xoenian girl to be crying outside of a party. Better yet, why would she be hesitant to believe she was beautiful. Nina seemed a bit more carefree, but Liliana...it seemed as if she had faced something dark. Making a mental note to check on the girl again later, he turned his thoughts back to Ayanna. She had said it in a joking way, but it was true that she hated to lie. Even hiding her own secret must kill her. Rae looked down at her with sadness. When they were younger, she used to laugh all the time, carefree and happy. In fact, this may have been the first time he had heard her laugh so happily since they found out about her past. He hoped these girls would help her fix that. When they arrived at the cafe, he went ahead and held the door open for the three ladies.
"After you," he murmured, waiting for them to go in first before him.
OOC Notes
His attempt to get her to release her grip was successful; she gave a final squeeze then let go. He noticed she didn’t look very comfortable when he touched her, another advantage. Maybe he could weird her out. On second thoughts, probably not a good idea, she was still carrying a weapon after all. But she took up his offer to walk him home.
Persistent… Murkulk thought. No matter. He wasn’t strictly lying, but showing one of your hideouts to a Guard wasn’t top of his priority list. What would he say when they got there? And this is where I stash the stolen money, next to the forged certificates and weapon making tools? No, he’d play it cool. Maybe she would drop out before they got there. He lived in hope.
“Well then. Follow me.” He said calmly as he turned on his heel, his cloak swirled as he span. He started up at a brisk pace and called over his shoulder to her.
“Better hurry up, I’m in a rush.” Maybe if he walked fast enough, her armour would encumber her too much and force her to stop following him.
If all else failed, he could easily hide the body at the hideout. That wouldn’t work; the barracks would eventually notice she was missing. Murkulk sighed. He missed the days when a dagger to the ribs was an easy solution.
Persistent… Murkulk thought. No matter. He wasn’t strictly lying, but showing one of your hideouts to a Guard wasn’t top of his priority list. What would he say when they got there? And this is where I stash the stolen money, next to the forged certificates and weapon making tools? No, he’d play it cool. Maybe she would drop out before they got there. He lived in hope.
“Well then. Follow me.” He said calmly as he turned on his heel, his cloak swirled as he span. He started up at a brisk pace and called over his shoulder to her.
“Better hurry up, I’m in a rush.” Maybe if he walked fast enough, her armour would encumber her too much and force her to stop following him.
If all else failed, he could easily hide the body at the hideout. That wouldn’t work; the barracks would eventually notice she was missing. Murkulk sighed. He missed the days when a dagger to the ribs was an easy solution.
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"Oh," was the only reply that Leo gave to Zemar's sad words, guessing that the only one he really could rely on to be there for him was his sister. It must've been a touchy subject amongst both of them, as they soon took seats and were already changing the subject. He looked up as Pazya mentioned something about a health elixir. He glanced to Talan, perhaps they would help prolong his life, if they were supposed to be for health?
He slowly approached the table as she brought out the bottle, looking at it curiously before glancing at the visitors.
"Do you think, you would be able to get Talan some of those?" He asked, looking to his brother who had sighed heavily at his question, head now in his hands.
Talan was too interested in the health elixir that Pazya spoke of, though he was not interested in trying to sort out his health at this moment in time, and it was not fair to ask favours from those they had just met.
"That's not why they came, Leo." He said, pulling his hands away from his face so that he could give them another apologetic look.
"But it might help..."
"Not now!" Talan didn't want to worry the visitors with his problems, it already seemed bad enough that Zemar was studying him to try and find the extent of the damage.
Leo huffed a little and backed off again, folding his arms across his chest and pouting slightly like a child would, though once again Talan ignored him. Now was not the time for brotherly tiffs infront of visitors.
Talan's brow rose slightly as Pazya said something about her mother, suddenly clapping her hand over her mouth like she had said something that she shouldn't have done. He was unsure what was so wrong with what she said, glancing at Zemar with a questionning look, before continuing to answer the questions about Tzar.
"He seemed fine at the last meeting a few days ago, obviously a little flustered from the suspicion, but Tzar can keep his cool under pressure." Talan said, offering a reassuring smile. "We'll be happy to give him a message from you, if you have something you want to tell him."
Leo watched as Pazya reached across the table to take Talan's hand as she asked if there was any information to give her, wanting to know anything that would be of help to her in her research.
"We've not been given any names for you to look into. Obviously the higher the class people you get involved with, the more likely you'll come across anything useful." Leo piped up, still standing a little away from the table after his little strop. "We're currently watching the soldiers, seeing if there are enough half breeds to convince to join the rebellion. Not many half breeds have gotten high enough in the ranks to make any real power shift to the rebellion yet though."
"We were thinking of entering our own into the ranks, to see if we could worm our way in that way. But there's only a few of us that could really pass as pure enough to become soldiers." Talan added, a small frown on his face, "and of course, I cannot do anything much more than relaying information, eventhough I could pass as pure."
He slowly approached the table as she brought out the bottle, looking at it curiously before glancing at the visitors.
"Do you think, you would be able to get Talan some of those?" He asked, looking to his brother who had sighed heavily at his question, head now in his hands.
Talan was too interested in the health elixir that Pazya spoke of, though he was not interested in trying to sort out his health at this moment in time, and it was not fair to ask favours from those they had just met.
"That's not why they came, Leo." He said, pulling his hands away from his face so that he could give them another apologetic look.
"But it might help..."
"Not now!" Talan didn't want to worry the visitors with his problems, it already seemed bad enough that Zemar was studying him to try and find the extent of the damage.
Leo huffed a little and backed off again, folding his arms across his chest and pouting slightly like a child would, though once again Talan ignored him. Now was not the time for brotherly tiffs infront of visitors.
Talan's brow rose slightly as Pazya said something about her mother, suddenly clapping her hand over her mouth like she had said something that she shouldn't have done. He was unsure what was so wrong with what she said, glancing at Zemar with a questionning look, before continuing to answer the questions about Tzar.
"He seemed fine at the last meeting a few days ago, obviously a little flustered from the suspicion, but Tzar can keep his cool under pressure." Talan said, offering a reassuring smile. "We'll be happy to give him a message from you, if you have something you want to tell him."
Leo watched as Pazya reached across the table to take Talan's hand as she asked if there was any information to give her, wanting to know anything that would be of help to her in her research.
"We've not been given any names for you to look into. Obviously the higher the class people you get involved with, the more likely you'll come across anything useful." Leo piped up, still standing a little away from the table after his little strop. "We're currently watching the soldiers, seeing if there are enough half breeds to convince to join the rebellion. Not many half breeds have gotten high enough in the ranks to make any real power shift to the rebellion yet though."
"We were thinking of entering our own into the ranks, to see if we could worm our way in that way. But there's only a few of us that could really pass as pure enough to become soldiers." Talan added, a small frown on his face, "and of course, I cannot do anything much more than relaying information, eventhough I could pass as pure."
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Liliana smiled at Ayanna she than said “ well I being a honest person makes you that much more interesting. Though it does make you easy to read.” Liliana looked at Ayanna as if she knew some kind of secret about her, but really Liliana was only messing with Ayanna. She than saw Rae holding the door and she smiled and said “ Rae looks like he is a honest and nice just like you. Are you two really close?”
Nina walked to the door and said to Rae jokingly “oh that’s so nice, you better watch out Liliana likes chivalrous guys who hold the door for girls and stuff like that.” Nina patted Rae on the shoulder and chuckled a little. She walked inside and sat down at a table with four chairs. As she sat there she started to wonder about Ayanna and Rae, they seemed different than other Xoenians. They were kind and weren’t flashy. Thinking of this Nina looked at herself looking at her jewelry and her dress and she said “ maybe I should take some of this off.” Liliana walked into the café and she looked at Nina and said “you think I didn’t hear you Nina, how dare you say that about me.” Liliana looked back at Rae and said “thank you Rae that was very kind of you.” Nina than asked “ wait are you telling me you don’t like Rae being chivalrous?” Liliana sat down across from Nina and said “ of course I like him being chivalrous, all guys should be like that though.” Nina smiled and said with excitement “ so you admit it, you do like Rae!” Liliana looked flustered and said “ what are you talking about your twisting my words to fit your fancy.” Liliana crossed her arms and looked around at some of the people staring. Liliana than said “ maybe we should save this for later when there aren’t people looking at us.” Nina responded “oh let them look, they don’t own me so I wont let them determine what I do.” Liliana smiled and said “ fine, now stop twisting my words.” Nina responded “ I’m not twisting your words, I’m just stating what your words really mean since your to scared to say them.”
Liliana stared at Nina, her face turning red and than she said “ you know what, your just covering the fact that you are twisting my words by saying stuff that sounds like you aren’t.” Nina looked at her and said “when you stop making sense it usually means I’m right.” Liliana looked around and said “ well, um you like Ayanna.” Nina laughed and said “ oh you got me, you figured out my secret, I like Ayanna and I want us to be friends.” Liliana smacked her hand to her forehead and said “ you cheated.” Nina responded “ No I‘m just good.” Liliana than said “and your are also humble can‘t forget that.” Nina looked around and said “you know what your right, I am humble, thanks for noticing.” Liliana poked Nina’s for head and said “ stop taking my words and using them to help you.” Nina responded “ I can’t you make it to easy.” Liliana than smiled and said “ oh yea, well I got something that you can’t beat. Could it be that the reason you said I like Rae, I because you can’t admit to yourself that you are the one who really likes him.” Nina smiled and said “ you win, though that doesn’t mean I’m admitting to liking anyone it just means you won this round. But the war shall be mine.” they both laugh and wait for Ayanna and Rae to sit down.
Nina walked to the door and said to Rae jokingly “oh that’s so nice, you better watch out Liliana likes chivalrous guys who hold the door for girls and stuff like that.” Nina patted Rae on the shoulder and chuckled a little. She walked inside and sat down at a table with four chairs. As she sat there she started to wonder about Ayanna and Rae, they seemed different than other Xoenians. They were kind and weren’t flashy. Thinking of this Nina looked at herself looking at her jewelry and her dress and she said “ maybe I should take some of this off.” Liliana walked into the café and she looked at Nina and said “you think I didn’t hear you Nina, how dare you say that about me.” Liliana looked back at Rae and said “thank you Rae that was very kind of you.” Nina than asked “ wait are you telling me you don’t like Rae being chivalrous?” Liliana sat down across from Nina and said “ of course I like him being chivalrous, all guys should be like that though.” Nina smiled and said with excitement “ so you admit it, you do like Rae!” Liliana looked flustered and said “ what are you talking about your twisting my words to fit your fancy.” Liliana crossed her arms and looked around at some of the people staring. Liliana than said “ maybe we should save this for later when there aren’t people looking at us.” Nina responded “oh let them look, they don’t own me so I wont let them determine what I do.” Liliana smiled and said “ fine, now stop twisting my words.” Nina responded “ I’m not twisting your words, I’m just stating what your words really mean since your to scared to say them.”
Liliana stared at Nina, her face turning red and than she said “ you know what, your just covering the fact that you are twisting my words by saying stuff that sounds like you aren’t.” Nina looked at her and said “when you stop making sense it usually means I’m right.” Liliana looked around and said “ well, um you like Ayanna.” Nina laughed and said “ oh you got me, you figured out my secret, I like Ayanna and I want us to be friends.” Liliana smacked her hand to her forehead and said “ you cheated.” Nina responded “ No I‘m just good.” Liliana than said “and your are also humble can‘t forget that.” Nina looked around and said “you know what your right, I am humble, thanks for noticing.” Liliana poked Nina’s for head and said “ stop taking my words and using them to help you.” Nina responded “ I can’t you make it to easy.” Liliana than smiled and said “ oh yea, well I got something that you can’t beat. Could it be that the reason you said I like Rae, I because you can’t admit to yourself that you are the one who really likes him.” Nina smiled and said “ you win, though that doesn’t mean I’m admitting to liking anyone it just means you won this round. But the war shall be mine.” they both laugh and wait for Ayanna and Rae to sit down.
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Re: [OOC] Xoenia. A History.
Hey, I'm really sorry but I'm going back to uni really soon and I'm having to cut back on the amount of RPs I'm in. I really have loved Rping with you all and I shall look to you in the future, when I hope to have more time. I wish you the best of luck and please feel free to use my characters and either have them as your own subs or get them out of the way for the moment.
Many thanks Rae Rae x
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sorry guys i cant post till sat at the earliest.. more like sunday, soooo much family down at the moment!
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Quick heads up.
I will going away on the 21st Aug. It claims to have internet connection at the place so I will attempt to post if I can.
This is more of a warning that if it doesn't have connection, that will be why I'm not posting. But hopefully it WILL have connection.
I will going away on the 21st Aug. It claims to have internet connection at the place so I will attempt to post if I can.
This is more of a warning that if it doesn't have connection, that will be why I'm not posting. But hopefully it WILL have connection.
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Thank you for the invite! I'm happy to be joining, I only hope that what I'v done is the kind of thing you want!
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Ok guys I'm waiting on one more person, he's PMed me so he shouldnt be long in posting up a character. Then we can start.
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