Hiro
Rogue
I love stealing, I love taking things.
Posts: 216
Profession: Professional ladies man
OoC Alias: Hal
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Post by Hiro on Dec 5, 2009 2:28:24 GMT -6
Hiro called Valorian an idiotic little punk for not realizing he was apart of the army that won. He went to the tent that was pointed out to him and received healing for the wound he had taken. Hiro was wondering around the town looking for anything that was shiny and worth something. Almost everything he saw was destroyed or fake.
One thing did catch his eye, something he never thought he'd see in a place like this. He started to head towards two women he saw talking, one with a winged... horse? As he was heading towards them to at least learn their names and hopefully weasel his way into their hearts just long enough to spend a night with them a group of soldiers had passed by taking their time.
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Post by Clair Feldsky on Dec 5, 2009 19:41:56 GMT -6
"Oh, thanks Kynlis," Clair said in response to the tent being up. That was actually quite a relief for her. She didn't have the slightest clue about who ran what here, so anything she wouldn't have to take care of was a relief. "That's good." A large group of soldiers passed nearby as they kept walking.
"I was just heading to find the officer in charge of resources. I've got to requisition some new supplies for the army." The pegasus squire looked down at the bundle she was carrying before glancing back up at the hunter. "The package... I haven't even looked at it yet, but apparently someone got a new uniform and kit together for me. I suppose I should have the Inquisitional Army's colors on."
She walked toward the middle of the camp, hoping to find the stock supplier. She abruptly turned down a different row of tents to avoid the accusing stares of some of the Ostian survivors, still continuing in the general direction of the middle.
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Post by Jya on Dec 5, 2009 22:32:27 GMT -6
Jya trudged away from the heavily populated areas. Her mind did not want to speak with those soldiers, murderers to be more precise. Nor did she wish to stare into the faces of despair, the life had been sucked out of them and it was either hate or nothing left within those injured bodies. A rock slammed on the back of her head, the throw wasn’t as harsh and injuring as it could have been, but it did leave a track of blood from the spot. The pain did not come neither did any signs of motion.
“You killer! I want my papa back! Give him back!” a shout came from behind. She turned to face a boy. The child appeared no older than nine years of age, but those eyes seemed as tired and spiteful as would a bitter old man, that has seen nothing but discontentment ones whole life. The boy wore a torn tunic and pants, battered from dust and gravel captured when failing to escape the battle. His body appeared to be covered in bruises, but none were enough to leave a scar.
The lad picked up another rock and threw it at her once again. This time she had absolutely no interest in having more blood drain from her body. She easily cocked her head to the right, letting the piece of rock quickly whizz by her head. No smile was upon both of their faces, which were the only sure thing that ran through her mind. Coming here had erased all her mind of all the relaxation she had with Valorian up until now. Opening her mouth to speak, she realized how parched this whole situation had made her.
“How can you be so sure that I was the one who killed your father?” Jya asked, stumbling through the words quite carelessly, but with a distinctly forced tone. Before the boy could answer, she high-tailed it out of there. It wasn’t so much something that her mind had processed, but more of a bodily reaction. She ran from the boy, not in the fear of physical harm, but of something much more, she could not be sure what exactly. Her footsteps felt heavy as if someone had chained her down.
Before her long her running had made her run straight at a door. Her mind had caught a little too late and she fell over on her butt.
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Hiro
Rogue
I love stealing, I love taking things.
Posts: 216
Profession: Professional ladies man
OoC Alias: Hal
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Post by Hiro on Dec 6, 2009 2:07:23 GMT -6
By time the soldiers were gone the ladies were gone. "Damn, well there goes that plan." Something caught his eye, a ring on a dead bodies finger. "Nice ring there, mind if I have it?" he asked the corpse, 'You'll have to pry it off my cold dead finger' he said in a mocking voice. "I have no problem with that." He said as he slipped it off and into his pocket. Wondering around he saw Jya running by and into a door. "What the hell is she doing here?" He jogged towards her and then extended his hand as he got to her to help her up.
"Jya? What are you doing here?"
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Post by Jya on Dec 6, 2009 9:00:59 GMT -6
Jya shook off the shock of hitting the door before she noticed Hiro over there. What was he doing here? By the expression on his face, she could tell that he wasn't one of the casualties. That only meant the guy was part of this army? The last thought somewhat startled her, but he didn't seem as depressed as she was. Perhaps she was just a little too sensitive for her own good. She took the help handing with gratitude and found that the spot where the boy had thrown that rock was still bleeding.
"I was appointed by a priest to be his body guard, thats all!" she responded, touching the back of her head and looking down at the blood that was on her fingertips.
"People like to throw rocks as greetings here, eh?" she asked the question half seriously.
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Hiro
Rogue
I love stealing, I love taking things.
Posts: 216
Profession: Professional ladies man
OoC Alias: Hal
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Post by Hiro on Dec 6, 2009 13:16:50 GMT -6
It was as if fate smiled on Hiro today, running into this girl again. "You got a rock? Lucky, I got the worst looks ever... You how they say 'if looks could kill' then I'd be history months ago." Hiro looked at her fingers then reached around and gently ran his fingers in her hair till he felt blood. He rested his arm on her shoulder some what wraped around her. "Say, why don't we catch up over some drinks hun."
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Post by Jya on Dec 6, 2009 16:03:44 GMT -6
"Umm, yeah sure, that sounds alright," Jya replied, her voice as steady as she could hold it. Hiro seemed like a decently nice person and she was curious on the matter of appearance here. Did he play some part in this war? She'll just have to find out on the situation herself.
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Post by Theian Geian Makarn on Dec 6, 2009 20:20:58 GMT -6
Theian yawns and looks over at the group. All they've done was talk and walk, when would the fighting start? He didn't join the group to do nothing; he's done that for the last two months. Well, at least they're at Ostia.
He had been asleep for a couple of hours and now he was seeing if anything had happened. Hmmm, nothing here... He scans the are, finds Jya with someone else, Richter, what seems to be his superior, some people, and then yawns again. "Well, nothing big is going on, and nothing may happen. Might as well as wait until one of the superiors call." After a little wandering, he walks along a pathway to the shade of some trees. A drink, another yawn, and Theian relaxes as the nearby wind blows some leaves again... Actually... He looks at the sky, it looks so... perfect... like... someone just... I could get used to this... NO! Don't sleep! don't sleep... don't... oh what the hey!
ZZZZZZZ
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Valorian
Sage
[M:-1030]
Where there is life, there is hope.
Posts: 484
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Post by Valorian on Dec 6, 2009 23:35:32 GMT -6
Hiro would see out of the corner of his eye, that familiar body he had just looted the ring from. It's now empty hand began to twitch, and began to out stretch towards him. The body looked like it attempted to rise, but didn't have the energy to.
Instead, it reached and twitched. Rustling around the trio would suggest that there was a good deal of movement in the area, though from where was not readily apparent.
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Hiro
Rogue
I love stealing, I love taking things.
Posts: 216
Profession: Professional ladies man
OoC Alias: Hal
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Post by Hiro on Dec 7, 2009 2:27:10 GMT -6
Hiro shifted where he'd be standing right next to Jya, with his arm around her still and started to walk towards the Inn he was hiding at knowing it was safe. "Let's see.... You know you're a heavy sleeper? I was trying to wait for you to awake that morning before we went to get some food. But I have something to tell you." Hiro had thought for a couple of seconds. "When I said I was a hermit, it wasn't by choice. I was known as a thief in the town I lived in, I was almost caught by a noble so I had tried a bluff. I guess I said something wrong and he took my sword and killed himself.
"I was scared, I grabbed my blade and ran. Since then I never carried it again, well somebody watched me enter the house and started to blame me for the murder. I've taken many things in my life, but a human life is one thing I dare not take, so out of fear of my own life I fled town and shortly after that I ran into your wonderful presence." At that point the two had made it to the Inn and entered.
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Post by Jya on Dec 7, 2009 15:18:14 GMT -6
Jya listened to Hiro, but only halfheartedly. The speech seemed more like the background conversations in a tavern. By far the only thing she could tell from what the guy was saying was somewhat like showing off in way. She knew it probably wasn't of course.
Her main concentration was upon the current situation at hand. Can she handle it at all? Everyone seemed so much suited for the job than her. Sure she has experience killing people, but it wasn't like she could remain stone-faced the whole time. The murders she committed often came back on her with consequences, but than again she never had any nightmares. When they got into the inn, she simply took the first available seat.
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Hiro
Rogue
I love stealing, I love taking things.
Posts: 216
Profession: Professional ladies man
OoC Alias: Hal
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Post by Hiro on Dec 8, 2009 2:48:43 GMT -6
Hiro sat next to her and put his arm around her. "What's the matter, you look distracted by something. I hate to see such a pretty face get wrinkles worrying about something pointless." Hiro turned to Elise and played it off as if he didn't know her. "Hey lady, two beers please?"
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Mavick
Seer
Little Strategist
"The Darkness... It consumes me."
Posts: 208
Etruria Fame: -2
Sacae Fame: 1
Affinity: Dark
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Post by Mavick on Dec 8, 2009 13:09:29 GMT -6
Amidst the ruins of the city, the carpet of one ruined building shifted, before flying up like magic. At least, untill one noticed the wooden trap door that fell ontop of it. "And that, my dear Lyar," Mavick began as he climbed out of the hole, "Is why I had a bunker put beneath the house." He stated, nodding sagely. Looking around, he sighed. "Alas, my poor house. And my books! Oh, my beloved books! They did not deserve such a cruel fate..." The shaman bowed his head in mourning for his most beloved posessions. "...Lyar, help the one-armed girl out of the hole." He added, before returning to his mourning.
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Morgoth Animus
Shaman
DEAD
"Save the world? You know not what you say."
Posts: 155
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Post by Morgoth Animus on Dec 8, 2009 13:42:44 GMT -6
OoC:Where are the wounded?
IC:Morgoth walked around for a while, looking for a chance to kill someone. He spotted Clair walking with Kynlis and was reminded about his cloak. He rushed over to them and asked,"Clair, where would I look for items that came with us from Sacae?" Morgoth looked around them and saw the ostians.I've got to meet the man who commanded this carnage.
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Post by Theian Geian Makarn on Dec 8, 2009 17:23:31 GMT -6
"ZZZzzz... huh? Wuztemata?" Theian hears some commotion, just in time to see the mysterious carpet fly. He struggles up, and ambles along the streets toward Morgoth. "Man, we came here to fight and all we do is stabilize some city. Wish I could just go and join the main forces...."
Ahhh, nothing like a good sleep to bring out one's sense of violence. Theian stretches his arms, and takes a long drink. And one's need for food and water. Where's my jerky? He searches his pockets, and then notices that Morgoth was with Clair and Kynlis. "Hello! Clair and Kynlis, right? So... anything interesting? Maybe there's some leftover guys to impale."
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