sinister v e n g e a n c e.

[Mayiamaru]

Knight grinned. Hmm. A ripe one. He thought, thinking that this would be fun. This girl seemed to be really peeved. The way she spoke told him that she committed some kind of crime, and her refusal to turn to him all the way and just swat him away told him that she had something to hide. Nonetheless, he got the information he needed from just looking at the girl. "Or else what, lady? Are you going to shoot me? Cyborg." He said, whispering the last word directly into her ear.

[Jump.Jump.Fall.]

Eleven kept her head low, she still didn't want to be seen and now that she was in Knight's presence she would have to keep an even lower profile. She turned her head to the side, looking away from Knight. A loose strand of her long dark brown hair fell down over her shaded face, brushing against her skin and tickling her nose. Eleven tensed when Knight spoke, and her eyes slowly widened when Knight called her a cyborg. "If that is what it takes, then yes." she hissed, turning her head around to look at Knight.

[Mayiamaru]

"Relax. It's not like I'm going to turn you in." Knight chuckled, taking his hand off the girl's shoulder and shoving his hand back into his pocket. "You're pretty famous around the black market and the resistance." He said, smirking lopsidedly while he did. "You've actually earned the names Steel Beauty and the Mechanized Mistress." He said lightly. Luckily, people around here were too busy with their shopping to listen in on Knight or Eleven.

[Jump.Jump.Fall.]

Eleven's expression lightened a bit, but she knew she couldn't trust Knight. She slowly pulled out a hand from her jacket pocket, brushing the strand of her hair behind her ear. The girl's metal hand caught the light and glimmered brightly, bouncing rays of light across the ground. Eleven tucked her hand back into her jacket pocket, looking over at Knight out of the corner of her eye. "I've heard those names before..." she said in a monotonous tone, it was clear that she didn't want to speak about her life as a thief. "And who or what are you?" Eleven asked, raising her head slightly as she looked up at Knight.

[Pockyy]

James found himself in town, unfamiliar faces surrounding him as he tweaked his hair with his fingers. Straightening his waist coat, he walked broadly to the bakery, untucking some change he had in his pockets. Picking out some items, he paid for them and took them from the counter. Dashing out, he decided to ignore any shops that may recognize him. I will go back to my house to pick up some things, James mused silently. It was dangerous to be noticed, though nevertheless, he tucked his hands into his pockets and ran in the direct of his house. He prayed that his father was out, though most of the time he was.

After a short while, James ran into the house and packed a few things into a leather bag, supplies and lots of gold. The shining metal discs fell into a drawstring pouch, clanking against each other. The hollow sound echoed across the house, a silent witness. Running out in quick time, he found his way slowly back into the park.

Xaphira watched the girl and the wolf nearby. Her eyes narrowed as she hissed slightly, though she was intrigued by this pairing. Hello there, she said through her mind, standing broadly as she carefully walked over. Her footsteps were little rumbles along the forest grounds, the occasional twang of a branch snapping. She figured that they couldn't harm her, since she was larger than the two.

(( Back to page 28 xD )) Brythe pondered on the thought, a hand rubbing his stubbly chin. "Maybe... he isn't our bounty hunter is he? Apparently he isn't human." He said aloud, still thinking of Kuukai. He wasn't a regular in the tavern, but he passed by outside and sold dodgy things on the black market. He frowned as he heard the tavern get rowdier by the second, "Hey Ryzionad, see what is happening," He asked, frowning as a message flew through a crack in the small window just above the pavement. It had been enchanted so any Reapers or usual passersby couldn't see it. Catching it expertly, he opened it up.

[Mayiamaru]

"I'm known as the Local Prince Charming during the day. At night, I'm the Golden Tongue." Knight said, winking just a little bit at the girl, his smile broadening. He wasn't going to the first one to mention his real name, so the nicknames would do just fine. He really didn't care what they called him. The most common thing he was called was a thief or a jerk anyway. "So what are you doing out here in the daylight?" Knight said, crossing his arms across his chest.

At that very moment, Rioku was padding in Eleven's direction, starting into a trot, and then a furious dash. He jumped over Knight and Eleven's heads with his momentum and skillfully whirled around once at Eleven's feet to get her onto his back before he dashed towards the public gardens. "Don't talk to him. He is very bad news without the full moon's light on him." Rioku said, growling lowly. Knight's eyes had become angry once he saw Rioku. He was wondering is Skye had gotten out of jail already.

Hunter watched at the dragon approached, not noticing who the rider had been and where he had gone. "Hello, Dragon. Are you and your rider just passing through town?" Hunter asked. Mayia was a little restless, her hands clenched to the blanket and moaning lightly. The voices were one thing, the nightmares were on a whole other level. Hunter was, of course, aware of the restlessness of his friend and adjusted his position to make Mayia a little more comfortable, not taking his eyes off the dragon for long.

[Pockyy]

Xaphira snorted, a thin trail of smoke like a wisp of fog streaming out of her scaly nostrils. "Not exactly," Xaphira mused, "More like fugitives though I think we are planning on staying in town." The blue dragon began licking her claws, forked tongue wrapping around the ivory talons. A ring of birds flew above in the blue sky, cawing out into the open air. She looked up, a beady eye watching them before returning her gaze on Hunter and Mayia. "It is tricky times we live in." She retorted, a certain factual tone implied with regret. If only times were different, she thought to herself, a wonder at the hard life she would lead.

Brythe opened the note, a sharp letter knife sliding through the wax seal as he read it quickly. We are watching you, the note simply read, ink calligraphic writing curved smoothly on the dry parchment. Frowning, he folded it up and shoved it quickly in his pocket. Pulling out a pocket watch, he aimlessly watched the slow ticking of the ornate hand, the heavy gold metal slowly winding. "There seems to be a traitor in the mist," Brythe said slowly, a dry anger filling his words.

[Jump.Jump.Fall.]

Eleven frowned and blinked rapidly, searching her data banks for any record of the names. Ding. Letters flashed over her eyes, as if her eyes were just merely small screens. "Hm," Eleven murmured between thoughtfully pursed lips, her eyelids remained still as the words continued to scroll across her eyes. She suddenly shook her head, closing her eyes for a few moments to clear her vision of the small words that clouded her sight. Eleven looked back up at Knight, her eyes had returned to normal. "I am helping a man named Skye while he is in jail." she said, her voice monotonous.

[Pockyy]

(( Updated the rules a little, my fail of the recap section has gone, though feel free to pm for a recap if you're really stuck <3 ))

[Mayiamaru]

Hunter nodded quietly, laying his head on his paws and looking out to the water while Mayia mumbled inaudible things under her breath in a lightly troubled sleep. "Indeed... It would be nice to roam the streets without someone accusing us of stealing their food. It would be quiet nice." He said, losing himself in his fantasy. "My name is Hunter, by the way. The girl is a friend of mine named Mayia. What is your name, Dragon? Hunter asked, returning his gaze right back up at the large, blue dragon.

Ryzionad looked at his grandfather and nodded lightly. "Definitely. Should I survey the hunters and tavern goers?" He asked, having sent off a few of his subordinates to deal with the rowdy crowd. He was very suspicious of Kuukai, and now that this letter has come, the suspicion only grew stronger.

At that very moment, Rioku was padding in Eleven's direction, starting into a trot, and then a furious dash. He jumped over Knight and Eleven's heads with his momentum and skillfully whirled around once at Eleven's feet to get her onto his back before he dashed towards the public gardens. "Don't talk to him. He is very bad news without the full moon's light on him." Rioku said, growling lowly. Knight's eyes had become angry once he saw Rioku. He was wondering is Skye had gotten out of jail already.

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(lol Alright Pocky<3 )