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 Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 4:17 pm
Mood: Lustful Eye Color: Blood Red Frowning, she stood, taking her dagger and one from the soldier's belt, "Aww... You boys don't want to be my friend?" She giggled psychotically and chucked them both, one landing in either man's calf...Staring Landen hesitated, caught in Makia's eyes... His hands went instinctively to his blade, watching her warily, he wasn't the same pig most of the other men were, in fact he was a reserve that had hoped would never see war... The 18 year old never thought he would either, the way thing were going until the attack two years ago..
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2010 2:07 pm
Narsha woke up and moved to sit next to Larson. The moon was shinning brightly with the stars, lighting up the valley. "It's a beautiful night.."
Larson nodded, but didn't look at her. The closer they got to their grandmother's, the sicker he felt. Is my life really worth the death of my family?
Makia stared at the man, a strange feeling filling her stomach. There was something...different about the way his eyes drilled into her. She shook her head and swung her blade, slicing the neck of another man without taking her eyes off this strange one....
Both men screamed, one starting to crawl away, the other stopping and trying to pull the dagger out of his calf. He cried out in pain, his leg gushing as he held the dagger up to defend himself. "G-get away!"
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2010 3:41 pm
Mood: Lustful
Eye Color: Blood Red
Iso giggled again and stepped on the calf of the man who was crawling away, digging her heel into it. She leaned in towards the man, taking the dagger out and absentmindedly tossing it into the chest of the other man..
Slowly drawing his blace, Landen bent down look at the body of the man who'd bid her farewell. Johnson... He was a good man, at least he didn't die a painful death... Johnson deserved a proper buriel, if no one else, and he was gonna make sure of it.
"SIR! SIR!" A messenger pounded on the cottage door, "SIR IT"S THE ROYAL MESSENGER!"
Karlene sat up, smiling to himself; What? Did a couple of little girls take out the Dast army? Opening the door, the messenger nearly tumbled on him.
"SIR! The..The.. Over the hill, the Dast army.. It's been devastated by a couple of young women..." Obviously he'd ran far, he was barely able to catch his breath.
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2010 4:30 pm
They'd been traveling since dawn, and just as the sun started falling behind the distant mountains, they spotted a village. "Grandma lives there, on the outskirts."
Larson nodded, glancing back. He might not see him, but he knew a killer was back there.
Makia watched the strange man bend over one of the dead. She was intrigued.. but not enough to stand there and get killed. She was finished and sprinted off in the direction of the tree she'd perched in earlier, almost completely forgetting about Iso.
A man by the name of Luke had heard the commotion and peeked outside his tent, seeing the woman killing the other. He went back in side and grabbed his bow, stringing it and then creeping out. There she stood, one foot on the calf of a man, a dagger in the one behind her. He let the arrow fly with a Twang, hitting her in the shoulder..
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2010 5:12 pm
Mood: Psychotic
Eye Color: Orange
The arrow hit her dead in the shoulder, though it didn't stop her, she just giggled her psychotic giggle and pulled the arrow out. She vanished, leaving the recently fired shaft in the second man's throat...
"Oh no you don't." Landen stood, he'd return to the body later, "Hey you! Girl! Get you're devlish self back here!" Whether he actually insulted her or not, he didn't care, whatever caught her attention.
He stared at the messenger a bit strangely, "Ready my horse child." The kid scurried off and he went to prepare his armor.
"What's going on dear?" Karlene's wife stood in the doorway just behind him.
"Nothing, just a kid informing me of something at the castle."
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2010 5:45 pm
When they got to their grandmother's, she smothered them in love and kissed and food. The three of them sat in front of the fireplace, talking and drinking tea. Larson went to bed first, laying there feigning sleep. Narsha went to bed a while later, tucking her grandmother into bed. She lay there for a while, not able to sleep, when she heard something...someone outside. It might have been a wolf, but Narsha's gut told her something else, and she grabbed her bow..
Makia kept running. She'd never fled from anything before, but there was something much different about this man, and it..frightened her. He wasn't the usual, brainwashed soldier...
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2010 5:59 pm
Mood: Psychotic
Eye Color: Orange
Iso came up behind the man, slipping her arms around his neck, smiling, "Hey there hun..." She leaned in, breathing down her neck and she kissed up it, "I think you shot me.."
Landen stopped and hopped on a nearby horse, kicking into a gallop as he rode after the girl, "HEY! I'm talking to you ya bloody rag!"
"Alright dear, you be safe," She leaned in and kissed him and smiled, heading out to his horse and taking off. If he knew any better, he wasn't going on any old mission...
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2010 6:34 pm
Narsha crept out into the living room, heading for her grandmother's room. The noise had stopped, but she wasn't convinced.
Larson watched Narsha get up and followed after her silently. Narsha was the better hunter, but Larson knew what to look for, so he saw the man first, crouched behind a cabinet, her bow aimed for Narsha. No! He jumped at Narsha just as he heard the twang of the man's bow. The arrow struck Larson in the back in midair, and he dropped with a thud.
Narsha turned and fired her arrow at the figure, hearing another thud as he fell. She called for her grandmother to light a fire and pulled Larson into her arms..
Makia ran harder, really resenting the fact that she had no wings. Picking a tree, she flung herself into it and began running through the tree tops, hoping to lose him that way
The man whimpered in fear, his whole body trembling. Three years of training and he had no idea what to do as his face paled. "Please... don't kill me.." he whispered
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2010 7:25 pm
Mood: Psychotic Eye Color: Orange "Kill you? Now why would I do that?" Iso fingered his chest and pressed up against his back, letting him feel her dagger rub against his back..He saw Makia hop into a tree an out into the forest, almost instantly giving up on the chase. No need to bother her when I've got a dead friend to tend to..."Sir Karlene! The Dast army was decimated, and just now a girl was seen fleeing, along with one oether survivor!" One man standing guard informed him of the current situation. "Rally up the men, tonight, we march!" He grinned widely, positioning himself in front of the gate, waiting for the gathering.
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Posted: Thu Jul 29, 2010 6:05 pm
Nasha sat with Larson's head in her lap, his skin paling. Their grandmother sat with a bowl of water, trying to keep his face cool. "Larson.. you can't die..." she whispered.
Larson opened his mouth. He had to tell her. "It..was me." His words came weakly, but he kept talking. "The army came to recruit the family and dad refused.. he had me help hi kill the men, hoping our family would go unnoticed. Men came the next night and slaughtered the family. I... I offered them anything to spare me, and they took me to the king. For my family's disrespect, he ordered everyone of our blood to be killed... and I was to lead an assassin to the targets. I needed you to show me where grandma lived... they weren't supposed to kill you though.. that was the deal I made... I'm sorry Narsha... So sorry..." He let his head fall, exhausted by the speech.
Narsha let her tears falls, unable to believe that the sweet boy she'd grown up with would do such a thing. But the body of a killer across the room told her otherwise...
Makia knew the man wouldn't follow her, but she kept going. There was something in the way he looked at her.. and the way the man she killed thanked her that left her shaken and feeling sick. She needed to see her brother.
The mad gulped loudly, trembling violently. He'd seen what this woman had done to the others, and non of them had shot her...
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