Samaira sighed softly as she walked through the crowded streets of the old city of Drogheda, Ireland. Her long black hair contrasted by her pale skin. She adorned a more sensual version a Gothic Lolita styled outfit, as well as her lavender and pink colored umbrella. She felt the presence of a hunter, and that made her nervous considering she wasn't very good at reading people. The young Selkie finally made her way around the corner into the more lively part of the town, and as she began turning around the corner, the bumped into a rather tall young man with shaggy blonde hair.
When her butt hit the ground, she brushed her hair out of her eyes and looked up at the rather tall man. She began to speak, her voice heavy with an Irish accent, even though her hair and skin didn't really look it. As she pulled herself off the ground and dusted herself off, she spoke."I am terribly sorry sir, i wasn't paying attention. I hope i didn't harm you in any way?"She said as she twirled her umbrella from the hilt. Her eyes ran over the young mans body, taking him in and with a slight whiff of the air, taking in his intoxicating, yet still slightly exotic scent.
Posted: Fri Mar 17, 2017 7:14 pm
Zander Rathmore
Walking down the roads of Ireland, Zander let out a small sigh, a bit tired from the day's work. Gang fights always took a while to clean up and took quite a bit of energy. He might be immortal but even immortals get tired and need to rest here and there. Ireland had always been one of Zander's favorite places to go to, the fresh air and the green of the environment was always a welcome get away. Pushing some hair back out of his face with a hand, Zander looked up at the sky, few snow white clouds dotted the endless blue skies. A moment later he felt the presence of another immortal, although he didn't intend on meeting them, Zander was heading in that direction anyway.
Coming to a corner, out of nowhere came a woman who bumped into him, falling backwards, as he managed to catch himself. Looking down at the black haired woman, Zander smirked a bit and held a hand out to her to help her up. "Not a problem, dear. Are you alright?"he asked.
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Name: Zander Rathmore Nicknames: Zee, Death, Reaper, Grim, Harbinger of doom, Shinigami, Thanatos, etc Gender: Male Personality: Zander is fairly laid back, though when it comes to his job, this completely changes. He doesn't let people get close to him, often putting up emotional barriers, after all, mortals can only be around for so long. Despite that, Zander will often tease people with playful flirting (male or female doesn't matter) , though he never expects for them to return any kind of feelings. Cause: To bring spirits to their ends. No good spirits have no right to a happy ending. He mainly works as a reaper, killing a person once their time comes, but will also do the work of hunters, finding most of them incapable or lazy. Background: Zander has had many names over the time he has been around, though he finds the name Zander to be one of his favorites for human names. Due to his job, he travels around frequently, never really in one place for long. Other:
The young woman looked up at the man she had bumped into, a slight knot in her throat as she gazed upon him. She had never seen anything like him, and honestly, shew was excited. She picked herself up slowly, as to not reveal anything from under her dress. She took one of her hands and dusted off the rather puffy skirt.She placed her umbrella back over her head and with a sincere smile, she spoke.
"I am perfectly fine. I just wasn't watching where i was going. I didn't get you dirty did i?" She was rather shocked at how nice the man spoke, even though his appearence was rather dark and demeaning. "While i have your attention, would you be able to tell me where the Millmount Fort is?"She asked softly, her accent containing a soft mix of Arabic, as pleasing to the ear as a soft tinkling bell. A soft wind blowing through the air caused her calf length hair to gently flow in the breeze. Samaira could feel the change in air once she met the man. His energy was off the charts, and finally after few minutes of watching his Spirit Energy, she knew he was dangerous.
But with a soft breath, she pushed her emotions down and began to gain composure once more. "I was wondering, if you were able to take me to my destination, if i could repay you in some way?"
Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2017 5:43 pm
Zander Rathmore
As the woman got back to her feet, Zander couldn't help but to smile a bit as the girl stated she hoped she hadn't gotten him dirty. "No worries, a little dirt never killed anyone." he spoke with a small chuckle. At her next question, Zander had to think for a moment, it had been a bit since he'd last gone to the Fort, probably not since the war, but he could still recall the way after his moment of thought. With a nod he spoke again, his voice calm "Yeah, it's over by Barrack Street." he responded. There was a strange energy about the girl, she was definitely the immortal he'd felt earlier. Maybe he'd stick around with her for a bit, it was nice to have the company of another immortal from time to time, plus she seemed nice enough. "Sure, I can take you there. We can discuss the payment later." he teased with a sly smirk.
Zander then held out his hand, a slight breeze ruffling his hair a bit "Zander, by the way. A pleasure to meet you." he spoke introducing himself.
The young woman giggled at his statement, glad he had taken the situation lightly. She pushed some of her stray black hair behind her ears and with a slight blush, walked over and stood beside him and let him lead the way."I appreciate this very much, and of course."The young woman slwoly began following him, falling behind somewhat. As they walked, Samaira didn't really enjoy the silence. And just when he was about to speak, the young man introduced himself.
And with a sigh of relief the young woman spoke once more. "Samaira, and believe me, the pleasure is all mine Zander." As they made their way dow the road the young woman decided to try to make conversation. "So, how long have you been in Ireland?"The Arabic accent coming out a little heavier when she spoke the country's name. As the sun hit her eyes, it seemed like her eyes turned from brown to a slight gray.
Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2017 5:51 pm
Zander Rathmore
Leading the way to the fort, Zander made sure not to walk to quickly and lose the shorter woman by mistake. A small silence came over them, Zander always enjoyed the silence, but conversing was fine as well. The silence broke as the woman, who introduced herself as Samaira, asked him how long he'd been in Ireland for. "Hmmm, I think around a week." he spoke and let out a small chuckle as he gave a small shrug "Never really was good with keeping track of time." he smirked. He had taken note of the Arabic accent plus she didn't seem to know her way around all that well, making Zander figure she wasn't a local herself, or if she was, she hadn't been here for that long. "What about you? You from Arabia?" he asked in return, turning around a corner a moment later. Arabia was another one of his favorite countries to go to, he just found it to be a relaxing place.
