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Ismae Roen Helsing

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nineteen

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female

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to kill skill fully.

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leaving Gabriel
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"As will I." she said lightly. With a small bow of her head she turned towards the gates to the holding. Ismae turned back and did the smallest wave to him, before entering the gates of the holding. He hands rubbed furiously together as she walked. She felt a little down leaving Gabriel. He was kind, and had a good sense of humor. And was very honorable. Something's she liked him.
Quickly she shuddered the feeling off and went back to walking with her head towards the cobble stone so that no one would see her own eyes. Ismae walked through the market streets of Brittany, studying the food that was smuggled in. But the first stop she made was over to a small fabric booth. There she quietly bought some brown materiel and used it as a hood of sorts, so that no one else could see her eyes. To keep her identity secret from the others as well.
Slowly she slipped into a tavern and sat at one of the wooden stools. Around her, men diced and women laughed as they showed great spirit. Only she lurked in the shadows, looking down at her numb hands where Gabriel had held them in his.













{{will make this guys post better later.
Sir William Thatch
His hand rested on the hilt of his sword as he approached the dark forest. His eyes were kept ahead of him. There was a faint snicker from his horse that he lead him in. It was a large, dark horse. His eyes brown and his coat blacker than night. Perfect for nighttime pursuits.
There was a screech from above as he looked up to see a Raptor swoop down and clawed at his horse. Quickly, William removed his sword and swung it at the Raptor. There was a thud before it fell to the ground in its own pool of blood. A sigh escaped his lips as he looked down at the monster.
"They see disturbed." he sighed.

[『allison』]

† ⓔⓛⓞⓤⓘⓢⓔ † sweet sixteen; † able to control people's emotions; † tags; †

With a final sniff, I get down from the tree and brush my dress off. I hear a muffled man's voice and jump a little - it seems as if he is right next to me. I walk towards the entrance and attempt at staying hidden in the bushes. He's very attractive, this strange man - a normal being, as well. Although his eyes are both grey, which is quite unusual. I send out a relaxation wave and watch a little longer to see what he will do next, keeping my breath steady.

[floki,]

Sir William Thatch
He stopped and tensed up a little. He could feel eyes on him. His hand gripped tighter on the handle of the sword as he looked around for the owner of those eyes. The dark forest revealed nothing.
"Whose there?" he called out with a furrowed brow. "Show your self."
His horse made another snicker as it attempted to turn and leave him behind.
"Small." he said softly to calm the horse and bring it nearer to him. "Its okay Small."
He still searched for those eyes, but found none.

[『allison』]

† ⓔⓛⓞⓤⓘⓢⓔ † sweet sixteen; † able to control people's emotions; † tags; william †

My breath quietly hitched as he sounded very angry. I sent out another relaxation wave, in hopes of him being nicer. The last one didn't seem to work, so I tried extra hard this time. I even sent one out to the horse, to keep him from leading this handsome man away. I couldn't help it - I was lovestruck.

[lacke]

{holy cow, Ive been so busy so I haven't posted my forms. >_< Am I still allowed to join? c:

[floki,]

{{yes, you may.

Sir William Thatch
The feeling rushed over him and he slowly began to relax. His horse even loosened a bit and whined a little. William smiled lightly as this, but still was puzzled at where those hidden eyes were. His cold grey eyes searched for them as hard as possible. Slowly he moved closer to Elouise, not even knowing she was there at all.
"Hello?" he called out still holding the sword, just not as hard as before. "Anyone there?"

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Talia Marie Everheart
19 | Single | Straight
Haime's Daughter;; Healer
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Talia's legs gripped Lux's sides firmly as she galloped through the forest, the dark leaves crunching under their feet and flying behind them. Her dark hair whipped about behind her like an evil cape, and she closed her eyes. At one with nature, she thought. She inhaled deeply through her nose, and exhaled through her mouth. This was where she belonged. A screech over her head had her eyes flying open in time to see a raptor cascading down toward her. Her eyes flashed brilliantly, the red one standing out the most. In an instant, the bird-like monster collapsed the ground, clawing at its own neck. Talia's glare turned fierce as some part of her was lost in the moment of the kill. Choke, she commanded, die.

Sir Gabriel Nathaniel Locke
20 | Single | Straight
Knight
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Gabriel waved back at Ismae, some part of him telling him to follow after her if only to insure her safety. With thoughts of not wanting to be a creepy man, he instead turned the opposite direction and continued along the path that he had originally been walking on. His footsteps led him to the tree line of the forest, and despite his better judgment he found himself wandering in there alone.

[『allison』]

† ⓔⓛⓞⓤⓘⓢⓔ † sweet sixteen; † able to control people's emotions; † tags; william †

I took a deep breath. You can do this, Elouise. I stood straight up and walked out, shyer than my usual self. "Sorry," I mumbled, not making eye contact. "I was just a little frightened; I apologize if I frightened you as well." I kept my eyes on my feet, as to not startle him with my oddly-colored sight.

[floki,]

{{decided to change the format a little...so that I can fit two people on one post c:

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Her hands rubbed together as she went lost in thought. Suddenly a serving maid came in front of her and laid a cup of spiced wine in front of her. Ismae only shook her head and leaned back in her chair. She didn't appreciate drinks like that. She heard rumor once, that they lifted your spirits, but it never did to hers. Only set her in a fowler mood and made her grow weary.
She watched as the men across form her diced. They laughed and cursed to themselves as one of them began to win the game. Before long she watched as the losing player grow furious and throw the dice around. He stood in his seat and cursed at the other man, before stalking out of the tavern. Once he was out the door, Ismae couldn't help but laugh at his reaction.
Finally, she stood as well and flicked a coin to the owner, before moving out and back to the streets. It was about time Brocker had found her room empty. This is when she began thinking of something to tell him, any excuse at all. But she thought of none, only that she met a guy who was very nice to her, and she liked.

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He relaxed a little to hear it was a girl. Slowly he approached her with a steady footing.
"No, forgive me, my lady...for I have frighten you." he then made the smallest nod of his head. "Are you lost? For I can help you get to anywhere...its not safe out here." his words were soft and kind as he gave her a small smile of reinsurance.
"If there is anything I can do to help you, please, don't be afraid to tell me."

[『allison』]

† ⓔⓛⓞⓤⓘⓢⓔ † sweet sixteen; † able to control people's emotions; † tags; william †

I gave a small smile, although I could feel the leftover betrayal's tears burning behind my eyes. "No, no... I just..." I trailed off, attempting to find the right words. "I feel broken," I finished, finally looking up at him once more. His face was very chiseled, and it looked as if he were made of stone. Hair of auburn and eyes of silver, he was a peculiar one. But I can't be very hypocritical, I suppose.