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

[cazio]

Altair glared at the soup, his stomach still churning from the sickness. Or was it hunger? He could no longer tell. He reached past her and grabbed the bowl. Grudgingly picking up the spoon he took a sip of the foul-looking soup. It reminded him of deer guts; and he ate it as if it were. It had cooled considerably since he slept but the thick chunks of bean and tomatoes made him realize just how hungry he was. Control it, don't make yourself look like any more of an idiot than you already are. He thought and leaned adjacent the wall next to the window and felt a rise of anger flow through him at the sight of Sicarius. Ezio seemed to not even care, so he must be surrendering or something of the sort. غبي. (idiot) He thought, watching the exchange.

[softballsava]

Brie laughed to herself at how at first he scowled at the food then started to eat it hungerly. once he had finished the bowl she asked him softly, "Fell better?" removing her gaze from what was happening outside. she never quite understood Ezio, if Altair wasn't here, Ezio may have joined Ragne for much longer than he had before. She looked at Altair awaiting his answer as she noticed his fever muct have broke and gona away after his sleep.

[cazio]

Altair saw her eyes change as her gaze left the scene outside. He knew that look, he often had it himself when he looked at his best friend. He hardly registered that she had even asked a question, he was thinking about the same thing she was. Would he really have left me, and the Creed, for them? The thought of this actually hurt him, but anger swamped over the feeling. Ezio was very nearly the third best assassin in the Creed, better than other assassins who had been serving for decades. He had only been serving for almost two years, where Altair had served eight. He hadn't ever had to learn a lesson the hard way, for he had never failed a mission. He never had to betray anyone like he had . . . .
"Back to normal." He replied suddenly before his thoughts strayed any further. He was not going to think about the past again.

[softballsava]

"Good." she said to him taking his bowl softly from his hands one of her cold hands brushing his and if she was capable of blushing she would have, "my apoligies." she said to him before gliding into her kitchen and cleaning off the bowl with soapy water and placing it back onto the cabinet where it belonged. She waited for him to speak.

((I have to shower be back in like 10-15 minutes!))

[cazio]

((kk, I have to go until i finish writing my 2k words for nanowrimo. text meh if something happens. =) ))

bic// Altair watched her leave and exhaled sharply. He flicked out his right wrist blade and examined the swirls engraved in the metal, endless patterns and intricate turns, with the Creed symbol emblazoned in the base of the blade. He desperately wanted to go back home, before Ezio decided to drop the Creed altogether.
"He wouldn't dare betray the Creed while I'm here." He murmured to no one in particular, but Brie was the only one inside so he guessed it was directed to her.

ooc// he's so oblivious. >.>

[Shiko Hayashi]

Avalbane sighed and grimaced a smile. "Thanks. I'm glad you didn't need it." She said, a hint of humor in her voice.

(( Sorry. Trying to find episode 13 in the series Sanctuary. I want to see him turn into a werewolf. ))

[softballsava]

OOC: yepp.

BIC: Brie saighed, "Finding love is not always betrayal." she murmored softly back to him, deciding to clean more dishes instead of go to look him in the eye. "people who love you can support you just as much as a creed." she said softly to him, "I think It's good ezio may like this elfen girl." she said thinking only of Altair as she spoke this, "Maybe, his liking her, shows that love outside your creed, is aloud." she said looking down at her spirit hands and cursing them in her mind, 'It's like he doesn't even know i exist." she thought to herself as she splashed the dish water softly.

[cazio]

((okay so i only got a thousand done. i don't really care. haha

never heard of teh show Sanctuary before.))

Ezio grinned but felt Altair's eyes burning through his shoulderblades but he didn't turn. He needs to deal with it. He thought, looking at Avalbane. His hazel eyes held back two emotions, he felt betrayal form the Creed; he wasn't really sure why. Perhaps Altair thought he was straying from the Creed and he was getting his aura or something. Rafiq told me to kill her. he thought and his eyes glinted. The other emotion was happiness, he was glad that they had finally settled into this kind of lifestyle, he no longer noticed that Lero was a mythical creature, he was simply a dragon. He wasn't unnerved to hear the sounds of the forest ahead of them. Even Rojan had seemed to take to the change, Ezio turned to see the black stallion grazing from the hay pile. Oro was probably going insane inside the stable, but Ezio didn't really care too much for Altair's annoying colt.
"So what happens now?" He asked, his voice carrying a hint of interest. he didn't really know what they were going to do, but whatever it was; he wanted to get it over with.

Brie voiced the very thing Altair did not want to hear.
"He does not love her. He'll be lucky if he ever finds any woman he can truly love." Altair snapped defensively. "Love outside the Creed is worse than love itself. It only leads to betrayal and more dishonor to an assassins name. " he said sharply, feeling a numb blade puncture his heart. "I will never let him stray down that path. Rafiq would have that elf girl destroyed should Ezio actually love her." And it would only be for Ezio's own good. I deserved to be the one to kill her, that was the only way I would not hate whichever brother was assigned to do it for me. I paid the ultimate price and learned the ultimate lesson. Ezio will never have to learn the way I did. he promised to himself inwardly, flexing his hand so his blade sheathed into his wrist vambrace.

[Shiko Hayashi]

Avalbane's lip twitched in the ghost of a smile. "Now, I need to train. It's going to be difficult, being about a million times stronger than I was before. Plus, having my emotions being controlled like I was a puppet is going to be difficult." She said, her face masking into a calm expression. "If she flips and tweaks m anger though, I swear I'm gonna nock that demon senseless." Avalbane growled, a hint of humor in the truth of her words. She could hear a ghostly chuckle in the back of her head. She withdrew her bow and arrow and noticed that, when she pulled it, it didn't snap. She must have tweaked my weapons so that I didn't destroy them. Thoughtful. For a demon. She thought.

(( GtG Be on tomorrow after school and somewhere in the middle of school. ))

[softballsava]

"but why must it be so?" she asked him curiously walking out to where he was, :Why must love be a cured and wreched thing in your mind? What made it so?" she asked knowing she was going to far, but needing an answer.