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Quest for the Princesses of Genovik

The Town.

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a part of Quest for the Princesses of Genovik, by Anise.

Where everyone lives, where the restaraunts are, etc.

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The Town.

Where everyone lives, where the restaraunts are, etc.

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The Town. is a part of Quest for the Princesses of Genovik.


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Erika rose from her bed disdainfully. Today was Erika's first day of highschool, as a freshmen of course, oh boy! Not. she stepped onto the cold hardwood floor, cussing at it skillfully. Erika was only fourteen years old, but she held a lot of pride in her quite colorful vocabulary, she was a normal teenage girl besides her cussing skills, or so she thought.

Life was going to change for her, forever. Erika gracefully leaped into the shower, letting out a contented sigh as the warm water soothed her sore muscles. After throughly washing her hair and body, without a moments hesitation, she began drying herself off as fast as she could. Erika took about ten minutes to find a comb, but when she did she wasted no time in combing through her long raven locks. Erika then threw her towel off slipping into her bra and underwear before sliding on her school uniform.

She sighed to a blue eyed, black haired reflection in her mirror, she looked preppy by default. The thought of herself being a prep was enough of a fright to send a long shiver down her small frame. Erika hoisted herself up onto her window ceil, she always left the house through her second floor window so her foster parents couldn't nag at her until she got home. She dropped down effortlessly, landing oh-so-gracefully on her feet. Within the same exact instant she bolted off. Erika later stopped as a thought ran through her mind.

Why rush to school when you're already late? As the thought kept making more and more sense to the young girl, her pace slowed. The chirping of song birds, the blow of the wind against her skin, and the rustle of the grass, all three of those brought peace to her. Erika could never tell that to anyone though. She was the tough girl, the girl who laughed when she got paddled in the middle of class by a teacher, the girl who fought boys...and won. Erika did chose to be that way though, but for good reason. When Erika used to not cause trouble in school no one ever acknowledged her exsistance. Her calm expression hardened into a rebellious one, as her happy-go-lucky hands that were laced behind her back were cooly shoved into her pockets. She was near the school now so she had to keep her mask on.

With the invisable walls she built, no one could touch her, she didn't mean physically, she's taken some strong hits before so of course people could still physically touch her. Erika meant emotionally. If no one truely knew her, no one could betray he. if she trusted no one being alone wouldn't hurt as much. Erika just wanted to be noticed, she told herself that she didn't want love, she'd never experienced love in any shape or form, not even parental love, so she didn't know what it even felt like, let alone know if it was worth feeling.

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Alrevia woke up in the loft he had gotten recently. It was a nice place, as it had it's own nice kitchen area and a seperate bedroom and bathroom off of that. But that wasn't what he was really concerned about. Right now he was worried about "fitting in". You could not conduct a covert operation if you stuck out like a sore thumb, and that was what he considered it to be. A covert operation. His duties were to seek and destroy the heirs to Genovick.

The mere thought of it left a bad taste in his mouth. It wasn't his policy to normally take on such bad tasting jobs such as this, but it was an... exception. This job must be done and done as fast as it possibly could. There was no room for error and no room for doubt here. HE must steel his heart and take on this task given to him. Whatever the consequences for his actions may be.

Alrevia rose from his bed and took the short walk across the room to his computer which he booted up and entered in a rather long password to unlock. He took a little more time to study his notes about who he was and what this place was like. As of right now, he was Alex Allen. An incoming freshman who had moved into the city from Halifax, Nova Scotia. He dyed his hair because it looked unique and hishobbies were writing and.... hmm. Not much else. Well, guess he'd better add watching hockey. That probably wouldn't come into question around these people. So taking a look at the clock at the upper right corner of the screen he deemed that there was plenty of time to do some more research, so he dove into the NHL and CHL's sites and momorized as much as he could. That was one talent of his. He had a knack for storing information he deemed relevent, which this certainly was. Eventually he took another glance at the clock in the upper right hand corner of the screen and shut down his computer. Time to get going.

Alrevia took a quick shower and got dressed in his school uniform. He really hated this garb. Not for the fact that it fit unwell or was uncomfortable, but for the fact that he could not carry his blade with him. No matter how he worked it in his head he could not come up with a way to not attract attention to the blade. So intead, he was forced to leave his blade in it's usual spot in a holder in the inside of his everyday coat. But it wasn't that he was defenseless. Reassuring himself, he summoned up a quick spark in between his fingers. He hadn't tested his magic much here, but it seemed to work, and that was good enough for him. Taking one final look at the clock he cursed and ran out the door. He had spent too much time! He had to make it to school fast.

Soon though he was standing at the gates to the school, arriving with the main crowd. Taking a breath he adopted his new persona, and walked into the grounds.