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Yara [21]
Angel [12] "Let me send you to the afterlife with a kiss and a song."
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As Yara walked through the dense forest fief, she wondered about The Renegade. Sure, he sounded like a good guy, but was he really? She sighed, and flicked her blonde hair out of her turquoise eyes. She was just going to have to meet the guy.
She followed the silent stranger towards what Yara was guessing where the camp was. It had taken several days to get to the forest fief, and Yara was not going to be shot down. She would join the Rough Riders, no matter what.
She followed the silent stranger towards what Yara was guessing where the camp was. It had taken several days to get to the forest fief, and Yara was not going to be shot down. She would join the Rough Riders, no matter what.
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The Renegade blinked instantly as he heard a rustling noise heading closer and closer. That was how he was trained. Any slight sound and he would be up, weapons at the ready, aiming in that direction.
He quickly, quietly got out of bed and grabbed his long bow, nocking an arrow in the string. Meanwhile, the rustling noise grew louder. A bear?
He drew back the bow string and stepped out of the tent. The fire he had used to cook the rabbit before had died down to embers in front of him. It was the only real light that was around. The moon was behind clouds that threatened rain. He didn't need light. He made the shadows his friends. He knew how to hide in them, how to sneak through them, and how to detect anything in them.
The wind blowed through him and made his bones shiver. However, he didn't lose his composure. He stayed focused as ever as he moved, slower now, into the shadows of The Master Tent, throwing his cowl over his face to protect his features.
And then he waited for the figure to emerge...
The Renegade blinked instantly as he heard a rustling noise heading closer and closer. That was how he was trained. Any slight sound and he would be up, weapons at the ready, aiming in that direction.
He quickly, quietly got out of bed and grabbed his long bow, nocking an arrow in the string. Meanwhile, the rustling noise grew louder. A bear?
He drew back the bow string and stepped out of the tent. The fire he had used to cook the rabbit before had died down to embers in front of him. It was the only real light that was around. The moon was behind clouds that threatened rain. He didn't need light. He made the shadows his friends. He knew how to hide in them, how to sneak through them, and how to detect anything in them.
The wind blowed through him and made his bones shiver. However, he didn't lose his composure. He stayed focused as ever as he moved, slower now, into the shadows of The Master Tent, throwing his cowl over his face to protect his features.
And then he waited for the figure to emerge...
Yara walked through a few bushes and into a clearing. Well, it used to be a clearing, but now it was a camp. There was a dark figure near one of the larger tents, with what looked to be a...
"Hey, don't point that at me. I came a long way, and I don't want to be killed before I at least talk with The Renegade," Yara grumbled, in a bad mood from the long journey. She was a bit shocked at her outburst, considering she was normally very quiet and respectful. "Sorry, it's been a long day. So, i'll just be on my way, and no one has to get hurt." She put her hands up, away from the two eight inch blades hanging from her belt. "Hey, do you by any chance know where I can find The Renegade?" She asked, watching the cloaked figure, and trying to decide if he was going to attack.
"Hey, don't point that at me. I came a long way, and I don't want to be killed before I at least talk with The Renegade," Yara grumbled, in a bad mood from the long journey. She was a bit shocked at her outburst, considering she was normally very quiet and respectful. "Sorry, it's been a long day. So, i'll just be on my way, and no one has to get hurt." She put her hands up, away from the two eight inch blades hanging from her belt. "Hey, do you by any chance know where I can find The Renegade?" She asked, watching the cloaked figure, and trying to decide if he was going to attack.
The Renegade lowered his bow. His first recruit and he was already pointing arrows at them! What a fail!
I'm sorry, miss," he spoke in a low quiet voice, as cold as the weather outside,"I wasn't meaning to shoot you. It's just whenever something or someone comes trouncing in through the woods at night, you have to be ready. I mean, what with my reputation as the biggest saboteur to King Sephirothi and Number One Wanted enemy of the Master Assasins, I have to take precautions. Soon, they'll know that I decided to start a private group of assasins myself known as The Rough Riders and then they'll be everywhere looking for me! Hey, by the way, have you guessed who I am yet?"
As he was talking he took notice of her form. She wasn't very quiet, but he could work with her on that, he decided. Seems to be very skilled with those knives behind her. That would make her great in close quarter combat. With a little work, she could take position as one of my Commanders. Of course, I may have to train her with a bow, he continued to think through his head, but she definately has potential.
I'm sorry, miss," he spoke in a low quiet voice, as cold as the weather outside,"I wasn't meaning to shoot you. It's just whenever something or someone comes trouncing in through the woods at night, you have to be ready. I mean, what with my reputation as the biggest saboteur to King Sephirothi and Number One Wanted enemy of the Master Assasins, I have to take precautions. Soon, they'll know that I decided to start a private group of assasins myself known as The Rough Riders and then they'll be everywhere looking for me! Hey, by the way, have you guessed who I am yet?"
As he was talking he took notice of her form. She wasn't very quiet, but he could work with her on that, he decided. Seems to be very skilled with those knives behind her. That would make her great in close quarter combat. With a little work, she could take position as one of my Commanders. Of course, I may have to train her with a bow, he continued to think through his head, but she definately has potential.
Yara blinked, "Oh, so your The Renegade."
She sucked in a nervous breath, her first encounter with her hopefully future boss, and she looked like an idiot, "Sorry, long, tireing day. I promise I'm normally not this uptight."
She glanced around the camp, it was a lot better than she had expected. There were tents, which looked really inviting. There was also a fire, and although it had burned down to mostly embers, it was obviously still giving off heat.
Yara nodded towards the fire, "Do you mind if I sit by the fire? It's pretty cold, and even though I'm from the tundra fief, I prefer warmth."
She sucked in a nervous breath, her first encounter with her hopefully future boss, and she looked like an idiot, "Sorry, long, tireing day. I promise I'm normally not this uptight."
She glanced around the camp, it was a lot better than she had expected. There were tents, which looked really inviting. There was also a fire, and although it had burned down to mostly embers, it was obviously still giving off heat.
Yara nodded towards the fire, "Do you mind if I sit by the fire? It's pretty cold, and even though I'm from the tundra fief, I prefer warmth."
"Sorry, long, tireing day. I promise I'm normally not this uptight."
"That's okay, I understand. National travel can be exhausting," The Renegade replied. He looked around the camp, hoping that everything was in order and presentable. It looked cozy in his eyes, but maybe not so in someone elses eyes.
"Do you mind if I sit by the fire? It's pretty cold, and even though I'm from the tundra fief, I prefer warmth."
"Oh, by all means, go ahead," he offered,"I'll get it started up again." He went to the edge of his tent, where he kept freshly chopped firewood. He took out his short knife and stripped off a few pieces of wood...kindling. Then, he placed the kindling over the embers. He took some flint and steel and sent sparks showering over the fire pit. In a second, the wood caught aflame and a small fire was going, growing larger by the minute.
"So, Tundra Fief, huh?" he said in a serious tone,"In the capital building or on one of those secret civilizations no one can ever find?"
"That's okay, I understand. National travel can be exhausting," The Renegade replied. He looked around the camp, hoping that everything was in order and presentable. It looked cozy in his eyes, but maybe not so in someone elses eyes.
"Do you mind if I sit by the fire? It's pretty cold, and even though I'm from the tundra fief, I prefer warmth."
"Oh, by all means, go ahead," he offered,"I'll get it started up again." He went to the edge of his tent, where he kept freshly chopped firewood. He took out his short knife and stripped off a few pieces of wood...kindling. Then, he placed the kindling over the embers. He took some flint and steel and sent sparks showering over the fire pit. In a second, the wood caught aflame and a small fire was going, growing larger by the minute.
"So, Tundra Fief, huh?" he said in a serious tone,"In the capital building or on one of those secret civilizations no one can ever find?"
"One of thosse secret civilizations," Yara smiled while thinking of her home, "But I haven't been there for quite a few years."
She watched as the fire grew and scooted closer to it. She then glanced at the shadowy figure before her. All she could see were golden eyes shining from underneath a hood. This was The Renegade, the past assassin and current rebel against the king. He didn't look like much, but sometimes looks were decieving.
"How old are you?" Yara blurted, and then smiled sheepishly, "Sorry, none of my business. So, what should I know about the camp? Am I the first to arrive?"
Yara's eyes had drifted back to the fire as she spoke. The flames lit the camp a bit more, but until the sun rose, it was going to be hard to see many details. That could cause a problem if Yara had to dart away through the tents. Her eyes scanned as much as was visible, so as not to be at a disadvantage should something happen. She had felt relief when she realized that she had found The Renegade, but she actually didn't know the man.
She watched as the fire grew and scooted closer to it. She then glanced at the shadowy figure before her. All she could see were golden eyes shining from underneath a hood. This was The Renegade, the past assassin and current rebel against the king. He didn't look like much, but sometimes looks were decieving.
"How old are you?" Yara blurted, and then smiled sheepishly, "Sorry, none of my business. So, what should I know about the camp? Am I the first to arrive?"
Yara's eyes had drifted back to the fire as she spoke. The flames lit the camp a bit more, but until the sun rose, it was going to be hard to see many details. That could cause a problem if Yara had to dart away through the tents. Her eyes scanned as much as was visible, so as not to be at a disadvantage should something happen. She had felt relief when she realized that she had found The Renegade, but she actually didn't know the man.
Yara smiled, "Thanks."
She was hungry, but still anxious about this situation. She would just have to wait and see how trustworthy The Renegade was.
Yara relaxed a bit at the smell of rabbit wafting through the air, "This is a nice camp, especially since you probably had little time to put it together." It was true, too. It was pretty big, and clearing all the dead leaves and brances to make room for the tents must have taken quite a while. Yara admired The Renegade for taking the time to think about others, instead of only setting up his tent. Tomorrow Yara was going to have to inspect the place, but, until then, all she had to watch was The Renegade himself.
It was a bit of a shock when Yara thought of the fact that she was here, talking with the famous man. He used to be an assassin, so his life must have been secluded and secretive. Yet here the two were. Of course getting here had been a bit of a trouble, but it was definatly worth it, unless he decided he wanted to kill her right here, right now.
She was hungry, but still anxious about this situation. She would just have to wait and see how trustworthy The Renegade was.
Yara relaxed a bit at the smell of rabbit wafting through the air, "This is a nice camp, especially since you probably had little time to put it together." It was true, too. It was pretty big, and clearing all the dead leaves and brances to make room for the tents must have taken quite a while. Yara admired The Renegade for taking the time to think about others, instead of only setting up his tent. Tomorrow Yara was going to have to inspect the place, but, until then, all she had to watch was The Renegade himself.
It was a bit of a shock when Yara thought of the fact that she was here, talking with the famous man. He used to be an assassin, so his life must have been secluded and secretive. Yet here the two were. Of course getting here had been a bit of a trouble, but it was definatly worth it, unless he decided he wanted to kill her right here, right now.
"This is a nice camp, especially since you probably had little time to put it together."
"Thanks. It's not done yet. I have most of the tents by me done, but the others are bare empty. I need to make more bedframes, but I plan to have everything here fully operational in a couple of days. One things for sure, we sure have our work cut out for us."
As he took the warm meat from the fire and onto a plate to Ace, he made himself a checklist in his head. First, he would do the bedframes, then, he would have a little spar with Ace. That way, he could see what she needed to work on and what she excelled at. They would spend the rest of the day, after that, setting up the other tents. He looked over at the firewood stack. Plenty for tomorrow, but the next day might be a different story. He would also have to find time to hunt for food, which shouldn't be a problem. Perfect, he thought. His day was mapped out. Now to explain this to Ace...
"Thanks. It's not done yet. I have most of the tents by me done, but the others are bare empty. I need to make more bedframes, but I plan to have everything here fully operational in a couple of days. One things for sure, we sure have our work cut out for us."
As he took the warm meat from the fire and onto a plate to Ace, he made himself a checklist in his head. First, he would do the bedframes, then, he would have a little spar with Ace. That way, he could see what she needed to work on and what she excelled at. They would spend the rest of the day, after that, setting up the other tents. He looked over at the firewood stack. Plenty for tomorrow, but the next day might be a different story. He would also have to find time to hunt for food, which shouldn't be a problem. Perfect, he thought. His day was mapped out. Now to explain this to Ace...
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Ace nodded, and took the cooked rabit. As she sank her teeth into the warm meat, her mind wandered. She hoped she could make this her home, and decided that tongiht all she could do was talk to The Renegade.
"What kind of work? I don't have much muscle, so I can't lift things very well, but I can handle a knife," She motioned down to her two blades at her waist, "I've had these since I was still living back in my small secret orginization," Ace smiled, remembering how The Renegade had described her home town.
"What kind of work? I don't have much muscle, so I can't lift things very well, but I can handle a knife," She motioned down to her two blades at her waist, "I've had these since I was still living back in my small secret orginization," Ace smiled, remembering how The Renegade had described her home town.
"The mockingbird sings in the trees, 'How lonely are we, we are alone tonight, dearest, how lonely are we...'" Aethyra's voice was haunting and sad, preceding her through the dark forest. The song was sad, but it didn't dampen her mood; she was searching for someone, someone important.
The forest was restless tonight, critters crawling over everything as she made her way through the dense trees. She didn't mind the dark, no, but she minded the silence, the silence was the most terrifying thing she'd ever experienced.
Where exactly was she headed? Who was this Renegade she was supposed to be meeting? She wasn't completely sure. But she knew that she had her singing. That was all she really needed.
"How lonely are we, dearest, how lonely are we..."
She stepped through the trees into the line of firelight, two people sitting before her at what looked like some sort of camp. She grinned automatically, surveying the scene; were these two friend or foe? She couldn't quite tell yet, but she would find out.
"Well, hello, little Mockingbirds! Seems we've flown into a flock, haven't we?"
The forest was restless tonight, critters crawling over everything as she made her way through the dense trees. She didn't mind the dark, no, but she minded the silence, the silence was the most terrifying thing she'd ever experienced.
Where exactly was she headed? Who was this Renegade she was supposed to be meeting? She wasn't completely sure. But she knew that she had her singing. That was all she really needed.
"How lonely are we, dearest, how lonely are we..."
She stepped through the trees into the line of firelight, two people sitting before her at what looked like some sort of camp. She grinned automatically, surveying the scene; were these two friend or foe? She couldn't quite tell yet, but she would find out.
"Well, hello, little Mockingbirds! Seems we've flown into a flock, haven't we?"
Ace shot up to her feet and spun around to the newcomer. This could be dangerous, and maybe even a trap.
'I'm so stupid! Why did I come here? These two could probably take Ace down,' Ace thought, her eyes darting back to The Renegade.
He didn't seem threatening, and the newcomer didn't act as if she was going to attack. Ace relaxed a bit, but kept her hand near her blade just in case.
"Yeah, I guess you could call it a flock," Ace mumbled, and looked to The Renegade.
'I'm so stupid! Why did I come here? These two could probably take Ace down,' Ace thought, her eyes darting back to The Renegade.
He didn't seem threatening, and the newcomer didn't act as if she was going to attack. Ace relaxed a bit, but kept her hand near her blade just in case.
"Yeah, I guess you could call it a flock," Ace mumbled, and looked to The Renegade.
"Oh, Miss Fire! I like that name, I really do!" she giggled lightly, and batted her eyelashes, "Well, Mr. Renegade, it seems I've found the right spot after all."
She took a few steps closer and bowed at her waist, keeping her eyes directly on the two before her. Friends, not foe.
"I'm whoever you want me to be, sweetie, whoever I need to be. But usually, I'm just Angel. You guys look bored, how about I perform a little?"
She pulled off her ragged, red scarf in a fluid movement and let it pile on the ground, dropping her messenger bag and cloak beside it. The shadows from the fire licked across her exposed skin as she slowly slipped off her tall, black boots. Crossing her legs, she sat before the fire and grinned openly, clearing her throat to prepare for her "performance."
She took a few steps closer and bowed at her waist, keeping her eyes directly on the two before her. Friends, not foe.
"I'm whoever you want me to be, sweetie, whoever I need to be. But usually, I'm just Angel. You guys look bored, how about I perform a little?"
She pulled off her ragged, red scarf in a fluid movement and let it pile on the ground, dropping her messenger bag and cloak beside it. The shadows from the fire licked across her exposed skin as she slowly slipped off her tall, black boots. Crossing her legs, she sat before the fire and grinned openly, clearing her throat to prepare for her "performance."
Ace glanced back at her food, and sat, angling her body so that she could see the two people in front of her. She had relaxed around The Renegade, and now there was someone new who had to be watched. She didn't feel threatened, so she sat back and glanced at The Renegade. He was hard to read, but at least she had known him for a little while. She felt that if she had to turn her back on someone it would be him. The new girl seemed a bit like a trickster, and, while Ace was sure she could handle it, she wasn't going to take any chances.
'Gah, why do I overthink? She probably just wanted to join The Rough Riders, like I did,' Ace thought, and sighed.
She made herself too depressed, so she concentrated on Angel.
'Gah, why do I overthink? She probably just wanted to join The Rough Riders, like I did,' Ace thought, and sighed.
She made herself too depressed, so she concentrated on Angel.
With no warning, Angel began to sing, a soft haunting melody, her eyes closed from the pure bliss of the sound.
"Darling dear daughter, you're hidden and weak,
Your eyes, they are tired,
Your voice, it is meek.
Dear darling daughter, you must stand up tall,
You must be stronger
You must stand up tall."
She stood fluidly, eyes flying open, flames reflecting in the mirror-surface. She was remembering, thinking of something confusing and scary, it was obvious in the trembling of her limbs, the square set of her jaw.
"Dear darling daughter, you have done well,
Pulled forth from your body
Now out of your shell.
Dear darling daughter, my time, it has passed,
But now you well know
That your love is my last."
"Darling dear daughter, you're hidden and weak,
Your eyes, they are tired,
Your voice, it is meek.
Dear darling daughter, you must stand up tall,
You must be stronger
You must stand up tall."
She stood fluidly, eyes flying open, flames reflecting in the mirror-surface. She was remembering, thinking of something confusing and scary, it was obvious in the trembling of her limbs, the square set of her jaw.
"Dear darling daughter, you have done well,
Pulled forth from your body
Now out of your shell.
Dear darling daughter, my time, it has passed,
But now you well know
That your love is my last."
The Renegade looked at Angel as she sang the song, thoughtfully. It was as if she was bringing back unpleasant memories in her song. He smiled. She probably was doing so.
"May I say, Angel," he began,"That like your name, you do sing like an Angel." He wondered if he should bring up what happened in her past, then decided not to. There was a pleasant mood in the air and he didn't want to destroy it.
"I'm tired. Ace's middle of the night appearance has me exhausted. I'm going to turn in guys. G'nite. Make sure that you put out that fire before turning in for the night." He went to his tent, then turned around,"Don't try to sneak up on me while I sleep, please. You might end up with a slit throat on my floor and I don't want to kill either of you pretty girls." With that, he turned around and went to sleep.
((OOC: I'm going camping. I wont be on for a little while. Try to carry a conversation between the two of you until I get back next Wednesday. Have fun.))
"May I say, Angel," he began,"That like your name, you do sing like an Angel." He wondered if he should bring up what happened in her past, then decided not to. There was a pleasant mood in the air and he didn't want to destroy it.
"I'm tired. Ace's middle of the night appearance has me exhausted. I'm going to turn in guys. G'nite. Make sure that you put out that fire before turning in for the night." He went to his tent, then turned around,"Don't try to sneak up on me while I sleep, please. You might end up with a slit throat on my floor and I don't want to kill either of you pretty girls." With that, he turned around and went to sleep.
((OOC: I'm going camping. I wont be on for a little while. Try to carry a conversation between the two of you until I get back next Wednesday. Have fun.))
Angel's eyes cleared as she blinked, the innocent twinge sparkling again in her gaze.
"Darn," she pouted, "and I was so hoping to sneak into his tent and cuddle..." she stuck her tongue out playfully at the other girl, then perched herself by her pile of belongings, stretching her bare feet out to the fire. "So, Ace, was it? Tundra fief. Interesting. Care to tell me about it?"
"Darn," she pouted, "and I was so hoping to sneak into his tent and cuddle..." she stuck her tongue out playfully at the other girl, then perched herself by her pile of belongings, stretching her bare feet out to the fire. "So, Ace, was it? Tundra fief. Interesting. Care to tell me about it?"
"It's hot, and cramped, and...not a place I want to go back to. I spent most of my time at the hot springs," she looked dreamily off into space, her hands trembling gently.
Memories of blood and anger spiraled through her navel, and she hugged her knees tightly, the grin frozen on her face.
Memories of blood and anger spiraled through her navel, and she hugged her knees tightly, the grin frozen on her face.
"If I live, I'm gonna keep singing," Angel said simply, then suddenly grabbed her knife and crawled towards the woods, "I think I'm a bit hungry. Care to come with?"
(We fail at making long posts xD)
(We fail at making long posts xD)
Angel slipped silently among the trees, eyes trained on a rabbit ahead. She kept her head low, her steps slow and evenly placed. Sneaking may not have been her strong point, but she knew how to do it. She'd done it plenty enough to evade the guardsmen in any towns she'd visited. She waited, lining up her shot, then sent her blade spinning through the air, striking the rabbit and pinning it to the ground. She rushed over, smiling sadly, and knelt beside the small critter.
"Thank you for the meat, Mr Rabbit, and I'm sorry it ended up like this." She murmured, then broke its neck, grabbed the carcass, and stood tall again, signalling Ace that she was finished. "Let's head back!" She grinned brightly, and started back towards the fire, half-skipping.
"Thank you for the meat, Mr Rabbit, and I'm sorry it ended up like this." She murmured, then broke its neck, grabbed the carcass, and stood tall again, signalling Ace that she was finished. "Let's head back!" She grinned brightly, and started back towards the fire, half-skipping.
Ace followed Angel back to the camp, shaking her head. That Angel's a weird one, all right. But Ace didn't mind, in fact, she enjoyed the girl's interesting personality. Ace had never met someone like the other female, and it was refreshing.
(Sorry, another short one! Heh heh my bad)
(Sorry, another short one! Heh heh my bad)
Angel stepped back into the camp, smiling broadly, humming to herself as she often did. She glanced at the other girl and offered her a friendly grin. Angel liked this girl, she was fun, and smart. Evaluating. Angel had noticed Ace's eyes on her suspiciously a few times, but she had seemed to pass Ace's tests, whatever they were. If any sort of fight ever broke out between them, they would both walk away, most likely, with horrible injuries. Mental note to Angel: stay on Ace's friendly side.
She plopped herself in front of the fire and began to skin the rabbit, methodical, quiet, stripping fur and gristle from the tender meat. She speared it with an arrow and propped it close to the flames, waiting as it began to cook. She wasn't all that hungry, she realized, but she needed some form of sustenance in her.
"Hey Ace," she said, "wanna see a trick?" Angel picked up her crossbow and raised an eyebrow, smirk full of mischief, as was usual for the dark-haired girl.
She plopped herself in front of the fire and began to skin the rabbit, methodical, quiet, stripping fur and gristle from the tender meat. She speared it with an arrow and propped it close to the flames, waiting as it began to cook. She wasn't all that hungry, she realized, but she needed some form of sustenance in her.
"Hey Ace," she said, "wanna see a trick?" Angel picked up her crossbow and raised an eyebrow, smirk full of mischief, as was usual for the dark-haired girl.
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