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[『allison』]

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

I stopped, gathering my thoughts. They were on guard. I sent out a relaxation wave, and proceeded with caution. At last, I could make out a familiar face. Ismae. I breathed a sigh of relief and turned to Talia. "I know the Graceling, it's the one I met earlier," I explained. "She's cool. Kind of like you - I think you'll like her." I urge Artemis into a walk, as to look casual.

[floki,]

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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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Gabriel, Elouise, Talia
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She readied her bow and had it up and aimed for the nearest rider. But then she blinked, for she saw it was the girl she had met only that morning.
"Elouise?" she questioned to herself as she looked from Elouise, back to the other girl. Her stomach began to turn and she felt like something was wrong, something was very wrong.
Quickly she readied her bow once more and aimed it at the other girl.
"Sir Gabriel...something doesn't seem right." she whispered to him as she kept her eye on the other girl. "Something seems terribly wrong."

[DappleSpring]

Talia Marie Everheart
19 | Single | Straight
Haime's Daughter;; Healer
Tags;; Elouise, Ismae, Gabriel

Talia rolled her eyes. She didn't want to stop and be cautious toward these people. Elouise had to be careful, but Talia didn't. There was hardly anything that anybody could do to her that she couldn't save herself from. It was as simple as that. She rode onward, slowing as she approached the two on the pathway. She sat cautiously on Lux's back, eyes narrowed as she glanced at the human man the graceling female. Making sure Elouise was present, she looked behind her as well.

Sir Gabriel Nathaniel Locke
20 | Single | Straight
Knight
Tags;; Ismae, Talia, Elouise

Gabriel relaxed his stance in front of Ismae a bit when he realized that she wasn't a human, despite how she may act. He clenched his palm around the sword, drawing it. He stood at the ready, curiously watching as two more gracelings stood before him mounted on horses. He eyed them, surprised when one of them had a red eye. He had long since gotten used to the duller silvers and golds, and the brighter colors only served to make him antsy.

[floki,]

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Ismae Roen Helsing

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nineteen

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female

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to kill skillfully.

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Gabriel, Elouise, Talia
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Her were held onto the graclings eye that was red. Shivers went down her spine. That eye, that color, she did not like. It scared her even so. She kept her bow and aimed at her right shoulder. Not a killing blow, but a blow to knock her off her horse.
"Who are you?" she asked with narrowed eyes as she looked at the red eyed graceling.
Warning flags blew up in her mind. Never aim for the shoulder Ismae, like you never aim for the gut. If you shoot, make it a killing shot. echoed the voice of Brocker. She knew better to shoot there, and yet she held her stance and kept it aimed towards her right shoulder.

[『allison』]

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

When I arrived to the scene, I shot a smile at Ismae. "Hey, stranger," I joked, but then I noticed something going on. I looked at the man - he wasn't a Graceling. The human and the Graceling... He was quite attractive, but holding onto a sword for dear life. Ismae was pointing an arrow at Talia, who was glaring. "What's going on?" I ask, my voice quivering slightly. I send out a calm wave, making sure no one got angry or anything - I'd hate to see my new friends get hurt.

[Keith-Kogane]

(Hey everyone, just an FYI, the power at my apartment is out. I'm at a friend's place using their internet, but I can't get on later tonight or maybe even tomorrow at all...)

.: BRAXTON RUTHERFORD :.
.: Male xx,xx 20 :.
.:Hasting- Skilled fighter, quick healing:.
tagged;; theo, rayne

Braxton eyed the other guy, staring him down. He wasn't always the best judge of character, but something was off with this guy. He was going to respond with his own name, but Theo charged ahead as usual. He glanced at her, his gaze even as he did. These two obviously didn't get along, but it was typical with Theo. His eyes were drawn to his arm, where the shirt sleeve was ripped. It was obvious that Theo had shot him, but where was the blood? If he was graced, what was his power?

Suddenly, Theo pinned him against a tree. Braxton's eyes met hers just long enough for them to connect before Theo let him down. Braxton turned to look at the other man for a minute. He was tempted to contradict his words and challenge him, but he never got the chance. As the other walked off, he turned to Theo. "Something was off about him. He was obviously graced, but he was different from us..." Or perhaps we're the different ones... he thought. With a shake of the head, he sighed. "Well, at least he left. Let's go back and check on Uncle Ed, ok?"

[dorothy,]

- théo fawn ; female ; the art of war ; 18 years of age ; tagged - Braxton -

Théo watched Rayne leave with narrowed eyes but an impassive expression, she turned to Braxton and gave him a half nod before ripping her bow out from the dirt and settling it across her chest before starting slowly towards the cabin. She was aching now, the training this morning was good but it had left her even more sore from yesterday's work. Théo paused to let Braxton catch up, she turned to him while swiping her bangs from her eyes, "He was obviously from the castle, you could almost smell it. And don't deny that he was lying, Braxton." Théo said this all in an even tone, her anger was forgotten and the topic was now unimportant unless 'Jack' decided to come running back with a Monster at his rear.

[DappleSpring]

Talia Marie Everheart
19 | Single | Straight
Haime's Daughter;; Healer
Tags;; Elouise, Ismae, Gabriel

Talia scrunched up her face in disgust at the chick with the bow pointed at her shoulder. Obviously she didn't realize that there was nothing she could do to harm her like that. That works for me, she mused. She narrowed her eyes almost as if daring her to shoot an innocent graceling. Subtly, she glanced at the man standing next to her. He was of large size, towering over the graceling female as if she were a doll. He had no armor on, although the sword that he held in his hand was obviously that of a knight's. Only they carried around silver swords with script engraved on the blade. Plus, he was incredibly fit and the only mortals that she knew of to fit the whole description was a knight. Talia remained quiet, her mind connecting with the knight's, ready to corrupt his entire bodily system and kill him if the graceling so much as sneezed in her direction.

Sir Gabriel Nathaniel Locke
20 | Single | Straight
Knight
Tags;; Ismae, Talia, Elouise

The back of Gabriel's neck tingled for a mere instant, and then it was normal once more. He paid no heed to the curious sensation, more focused on the three women around him. "Take a day off," he thought to himself, "it'll be great for you they said." He shook his head to himself, and then sized up the two gracelings. The second one appeared to be more friendly than the first, and at least she didn't have a creepy red eye. He tried not to judge, but it was hard when everything he knew of gracelings was that of violence...and this moment in time was only confirming that. Ismae was the only graceling he had ever met who did not give him the chills--at least, the bad kind anyways.

[floki,]

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Ismae Roen Helsing

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nineteen

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female

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to kill skillfully.

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Gabriel, Elouise, Talia
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Finally her fingers could bear it no longer, and she let the arrow loose, hitting the girl dead on in the shoulder. For it was her eye that seemed to vex her.
The smallest amount of a smirk grew on her lips as she looked at the target she hit dead on. Although it was disappointing for her, since it was not a killing blow, it was still a rather good shot. She took in a deep breath and staggered her breathing as she notched another arrow. This time she aimed it right for her head. Straight towards the red eye that dared her before to shoot.

ooc; @L.e.o.n.a.r.d.o.TMNT, I am sorry about that. Thank you for telling me ahead of time though! I hope your power comes back hon!

[『allison』]

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

I gasped. Even though I knew she would be okay, I was upset. "Guys, what is going on here?! Ismae, Talia did absolutely nothing and you just decide to shoot here?!" I yell, getting angry. "You can't just go around freaking shooting people with an arrow, because that'll get you arrested! How would you like it if I just went around and decided 'I'm gonna steal Ismae's stuff', would you like that?!" I was getting mad. Really mad.