Lonely Forest (elf/spirit/human RP) *R.I.P.*

[Shiko Hayashi]

Lero chuckled. "She understands. She once had been forced by her own laws to remain." Wolf's face grew sad and she looked away from everybody, unconciously rubbing the place where the bullet had pierced her back. Lero gently nuzzled her and then he breathed hot air on the two assassins. "If you ever need the aid of a dragon or the assistance of a fellow assassin, you can call on us." he said softly.

[softballsava]

Brie looked from one side to the other smiling a bit to herself. This reminded her of the day her husband had died, and then the silent tears soaked her face again. She ignored them and watched the two sides interact looking at Altair in a new way. He was so loyal to his creed, that he had convinced Ezio not to go with the other. She smiled slightly his way her tears still streaming then remembered, she was dead, and what use was a dead girl to a live assassin.

(crush, crush hehe no worries though she won't like fall in love or creep on him)

[cazio]

Altair nodded, he liked that dragon, it reminded him of himself. In some respect anyway. He walked back to Oro and pulled a cloth from his saddle. "Here, Rafiq did say a dragon would be a good ally. This cloth symbolizes a friendship of our Creed, though th eTemplars will strike you for wearing it, you will be ignored instead of targeted by us. He started towards the dragon but Ezio snatched the cloth away. Idioto. Altair thought. Ezio walked to the dragon and held the cloth up to Silent. As he handed it to her, he gently touched her arm sliding his hand onto hers.
"Use it well." he whispered softly then broke away back to Altair who, if looks could kill, Ezio would be a smoldering pile of ash right then. Ezio cracked a grin.

[wickedwolfgirl]

Aeaea looked over to the ice spirit. Lucky. Still has enough capacity for love. Until some one loves little ol' doomsday nightmare dragon spirit me, I can't love.

[Shiko Hayashi]

Silent blushed a deep scarlet and she tied the cloth around her wrist. Lero smiled slightly and very slowly, he lowered his head so that his eyes were level with Ezio's eyes. He breathed in his face. "Be careful young assassin." He snorted. A tongue of flame shot out of his mouth and wrapped around Ezio, but it did not burn him. He lifted his head, chuckling deeply.

[softballsava]

Brie rolled her eyes then giggled as she saw Altairs expression. she hered The dragon spirits though but was too bust watching Altair to respond. He was much more handsome then she regognized she only wished she could see his eyes to get the full effect. She could already tell that Ezio was a total player, unfortunately oviously the 'beautiful woman' didn't seem to notice. Or is she did, she really just didn't even care.

[cazio]

Ezio smilied again, his hazel eyes flashing.

Altair took notice to the two spirits who were also in the clearing, his eyes resting on the crying ice spirit and couldn't help wondering what made her so morose. He was glad she could not see his eyes as she was staring right at him. A look in her eyes made him stiffen and turn back to Ezio. He plays with love like a toy. I know he wants no time with this elf, he is simply a charmer. Altair's gaze rested on Brie once more. But at least he is being himself. Unlike you. Altair thought, looking back to the dragon. Altair had no personality, he was the crowd, not an individual. He prided himsel fin having no ties outside the Creed and many of his Brotherhood were livid because of it. He was Rafiq's second in command and he knew his destiny for the Creed was sealed. He only wished Ezio could see it too.

[Shiko Hayashi]

Suddenly, Wolf was gone. Then, she reappeared behind Ezio, a knife at his throat. She giggled and leaned in. " I ain't stupid youngling." She whispered. Lero chuckled. He looked at Altair and nodded his head girmly.

(( Bye. ))

[softballsava]

Brie shifted her gaze at her feet. She knew this wasn't all altair had to him she managed to look away her mind racing. Why would he hide, and only put trust into his creed. . she wondered to herself aimlessly

(i g2g be back on later gotta go help at my grandmas )

[cazio]

The cold steel blade at Ezio's throat cause him to lean backwards into his attacker. The blade itself didn't scare him, he'd been at knifepoint more times than he'd ridden a horse. He felt the small frame of the elf girl behind him and had a crooked smile on his face.
"Of course not." he responded, feeling her breath in his ear. He turned to face her and stroked her cheek once then pulled backwards. "Your chariot awaits." He grinned, his hands towards Lero.
Altair's finger's twitched. He would kill him.