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Post by Mai on Jan 17, 2009 22:29:56 GMT -5
H-hey! Fell, wait!
The nervous voice of the reddish-brown haired boy went running after the silver haired girl who was obviously named Fell. He caught up quickly with his longer legs, and, though he was a good three inches taller than her, it appeared that he relied desperately on her for some reason.
Fell simply rolled her eyes and let him tag along like a lost little puppy. He was her twin brother, but he wasn't exactly one of those people who could stand alone. He had to be with someone he knew and trusted at all times. The only time he got out of her sight was when she was bathing. It was a bit annoying and a bit depressing all at the same time, but she brushed it away from thought, as she always did. She loved Rylee, most the time, but he was helpless and always had been.
Her eyes widened for a moment and she grabbed his arm, dragging him into a random shop.
Trouble. You know that guy we....borrowed... that meal from yesterday? He's outside.
[/i] Rylee's eyes went wide. His sister had told him that she had permission to take the food. Of course, if she hadn't, they wouldn't have eaten yesterday...But that was beside the point. He was in utter shock that she had stolen, and he moved automatically as she motioned for him to 'look around' and put up their disguises. He was the illusions artist among them. Within seconds, she was a girl with firey orange hair and he, a boy with jet black hair. Not to mention, they looked entirely unrelated. The disguise was dropped as the man peered in, and then moved on, and Fell breathed a sigh of relief. She smiled weakly at the storekeeper, who was too drunk to realize what had been going on, and she walked out and quickly moved in the opposite direction of the man. Unfortunately, he had turned around for a moment and saw her. As soon as she heard him yell, she glanced over at Rylee. Run.And they took off. Their only hope was outrunning the man and hiding, unless they got help. She would be caught for stealing, but not for killing a man with her sword unless necessary. [/center]
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Post by khamar on Jan 17, 2009 22:41:01 GMT -5
Nikolai walked down the streets absorbing the sounds and sights. The entire royal family came here for the national harvest festival. Always the adventurous one. He snuck away from all the royal guards to blend with the locals. Nikolai stopped to listen to a peaent dwarf play a flute.
"How delightfullly wonderful" he thought and tossed a gold piece into the bowl at the dwarfs feet. the dwarf briskly took the coin and bit it to give Nikolai a wicked smile. The poor thing was missing most of his teeth. The rest were very well rotting out his head. making a disgusted face he pulled the hood of his cloak over his head to walk on.
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Post by Mai on Jan 17, 2009 22:50:32 GMT -5
Whipping around the corner at the speed only an elf could muster, Fell, to put it simply, rammed right into him, flipped over onto her back and got the wind knocked right of her. Rylee had much more self control and dodged around to stop next to the fallen Fell.
Fell!
Rylee...i...illus-cough-ion.
She managed to stutter out while she tried to get her breath back. Stunned for a moment, he quickly got to work and made the people following them(as the man had recruited quite a few others) think they were passing by a wall. So intent on the chase, they didn't realize as a fake set of Fell and Rylee went down the opposite alley and the fake wall shimmered away.
By the time he turned back to his sister, she was sitting up.
That was close. Who'd I run into, anyway?
She murmured, rubbing her now-sore head as she glanced over.
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Post by Rothgar on Jan 17, 2009 22:56:29 GMT -5
Nikolai was knocked on his ass by a women running around the corner. People out the palace really were queer. he thought. Ignoring the two siblings conversing Nicolai stood up to dust himself off.
"Mosa" he said in draca with a smile and wave of a hand
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Post by Mai on Jan 17, 2009 23:05:39 GMT -5
It was a good thing Rylee liked languages, or Fell would have been in a complete loss. Rylee lifted a hand in a bit of a wave, before helping his sister up.
Hello to you as well. Sorry about Fell.
He motioned to his sister with a small, friendly smile. The smile of someone who was paying attention, but never fully focused on one thing. Fell was tempted to eblow him in the ribs for the comment she couldn've sworn he'd add on, but, he wasn't her, and he said nothing mean about her, as most siblings would.
She didn't bother to brush off as she looked up at the person she'd pretty much bulldozed down. Something in her mind clicked as she saw the crimson draca eyes, and she was momentarily speechless, before she set her mouth in a line and, eyes not wavering, she spoke herself.
Yeah. Running for our lives, we don't look where we're going. I'm Fell, and this is my twin Rylee.
She wasn't exactly shy or nervous, like most girls who had just run into someone--let alone run into a draca--would have been. She was the born warrior of the two, and she was pretty straightforward when she wanted to be. And when she didn't, she just stayed silent. There was very little stuttering involved on her part.
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Post by khamar on Jan 18, 2009 9:58:19 GMT -5
Nikolai waved a hand. "Posh, think nothing of it. Better to be knocked down by mistake then knocked down and robbed. The people here are very strange" He looked over at the sound of a crash. A human had just been thrown out a pub window. No doubt from a brawl.
Unlike his father Vinnie. Nikolai took more after his mother and disliked conflict. The only thing related to fighting he ever learned was fencing. Something he was really good at. But that was more of a hobby and sport. There was a horn blown near the celebration grounds. It was almost time for him to enter the fencing competition.
Bowing with grace and manners befitting one of the royal family Nikolai said. "Please do forgive me young lady and good sir. But I dare not miss out on the competition. My mother would be ever so sore. Good day to you both and enjoy nation harvest festival. With that he tietened the fencing sword on his hip and left.
He was a very polite and charming man even when he did not mean to be.
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Post by Mai on Jan 18, 2009 10:04:58 GMT -5
Ohhh, competition. I love competitions.
Fell said after he left and Rylee sighed and shook his head. She actually hated competitions. She was actually just wanting to follow this guy. Which could be good, if the crowd wasn't filled with friend of the man they'd stolen from, or exceedingly bad if it was. But, as usually, if he wanted to stay with her, he didn't have much of a choice in the matter. It was go or be left behind, and he chose the former immediately.
And so, they slowly made their way over, letting themselves get pushed along with the crowd. Rylee couldn't help but think how lucky his sister was. She was short, she wouldn't be seen by anyone who wanted to catch them unless she ended up right next to them. Him, on the other hand...
Needless to say, Rylee was a bit of a pessimist.
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Post by khamar on Jan 18, 2009 10:26:43 GMT -5
Nikolai escaped the two following him even though he had no idea they were. He did not appear later until the competetion. A announcer went throug the usual greetings before announcing a name and a young nerinian came into the circle drawn on the ground. The announcer said next.
"This year we have our very own crown prince competing this year. "Prince Nikolai" Nikolai made his way into the ring and took a rose from his vest to smell it and toss the red buety into the crowd and took a bow. Standing up Nikolai saw the nerinian looking nervouse.
He just wanted to be treated like a normal person. He hoped this man did not let him win. "Give it your all" Nikolai told his opponent. For now I am not your prince. But a apponent. Do not worry about holding back. You will not be punished.
As drums started sounding in a catchy rythm Nikolai put his fencing sword flat on the ground and started to... dance to the drums? Tapping his boots with perfect rythm to the drums Nikolai did a lightning quick spin and knelt to snach his blade and point it to the nerinian. The other free hand behind his back. "En guard"
The crown match lasted quite long before Nikolai ended it. He wanted it that way. He was not here for the glory of showing off. But to entertain his people. Falling a opponent quickly and humiliating them in public was not the way.
As the nerinian shot out the tip of the fencing sword at his feet Nikolai picked up a foot to stand on the flat of his opponents sword pinning it to the ground. Shooting the tip of his own blade the tip stopped at his opponents throat.
The nerinian bowed his head and Nikoalai pulled the point away to pick up his oppenents weapon and handed it back to him. "Very well done chap. Keep at it. Your sword arm has incridible skill. With cheers Nikolai left to let the other matches go on. As he walked off he waved to his father Vinnie and mother Vitae lying on some silk pillows in there dragon form.
His father gave a half hearted wave back. His thoughts seemed to elswhere then his son.
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Post by Mai on Jan 18, 2009 10:43:05 GMT -5
By the time it was over, Fell had well forgotten why she'd originally come.
Fencing's a baby sport. Give me a good, powerful sword any day.
She murmured and Rylee pointed to Aiedail, which was strapped to her waist as always, and she gave him a look that he took to mean that she'd meant her statement figuratively and she'd known she already had a sword with her.
She got up, and wandered off to look through the stands that were set up for the festival. Many contained varieties of food and, before Fell got it in her head to 'borrow' again, Rylee slipped her some coins. She bought them each a bread loaf baked with syrup on the inside. An elven treat they'd grown up loving.
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Post by khamar on Jan 18, 2009 10:51:57 GMT -5
Cant find any art pics of Nikolai. But this will give an idea to how he looks and his fighting style. de.youtube.com/watch?v=h138_kiSuQINikolai made his way to the large stands where his perrents were to sit in a chair in the rightful spot by his father. How did I do father?" He asked Vinnie. The old draca shot out of his daydreaming to look down to his son. "Oh, very well boy, though I do wish you took up a more.... masculine sword style" Nikolai sighed to look at his mother and get up to leave for the stands to get something to eat. Father never did approve of how he always dressed over nicely and was always worryed about how he looked. A pretty boy was what Nikolai was. But a good hearted one.
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Post by Mai on Jan 18, 2009 11:21:15 GMT -5
Kitaro spotted her cousin and raced after him, leaping on him from behind, arms slung around his shoulders. She was to be powerful, but it didn't mean she had grown up any yet.
Niko! You looked awesome out there!
She dropped down and ducked around in front of him, a grin of her face. Her hair wasn't light brown, anymore, as it had been. Much to her mother and father's protests, she had dyed it pink. She had called him by the name she had used when she was young. She has had trouble pronouncing his full name, and her shortened version had stuck with her.
When do you think they'll hold a contest for people with a bow and arrow?
She was incredibly skilled with her aim when firing an arrow, one of the best even. She'd been working on her aim since she was small, so it was no wonder.
In the meantime, Rylee and Fell were walking through the crowds, enjoying their treats, skillfully keeping the liquid syrup from dripping out.
- Click, the pink haired one is her-
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Post by khamar on Jan 18, 2009 11:30:13 GMT -5
Vinnie looked at the people doing the contest below there stand in the ring and looked to his mate. "I swear our son is gay" This was not true of course. But in Vinnies eyes he disagreed.
"Though I partially am to blame for not being around all the time to be a good male role model I do believe it is you and your silly idea of putting him through fencing and tappdancing classes that ruined him.... that or he got it from your side of the family"
Nikolai walked around to stop at a stand with some bite size meat chunks on sticks. Clapping his hands once he said with a smile to the vendor. "Oh how delightully good smelling and... common" Ill take one" Paying the vendor Nikolai bit a piece of the meat impaled on the stick.
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Post by Mai on Jan 18, 2009 18:35:11 GMT -5
-i'm bringing everyone in. I've got the twins and Sairi's daughter, and now for Jack and Alexx!- So...they have fencing here too then?
Yup. It's a lot like medieval times, but with magic, and some technology, though only among one race. I get materials from them sometimes. I've been tempted to try falconry, actually.
Jack nodded, but wasn't paying attention as his eyes trailed an elven princess. Alexx whacked his arm, but he was distracted again by a silver-haired girl--Fell. There was nothing she could do as he slipped over, his smile plastered on his face.
Why hello there. Mind telling me where you got that?
Okay, he actually didn't care, but any excuse to talk to a pretty girl, in his mind. Actually, anybody pretty or handsome, since Jack didn't care which it was.
Fell's eyes went wide as the six foot man hung over her shoulder and she could feel her cheeks reddening with his proximity. She ducked away slightly, one hand finding her sword through instinct. Alexx felt about ready to burst out laughing at that sight. It wouldn't have worked, but of course, only two out of the four--As the girl had another guy with her.
Jack stepped back to hold his hands up.
Whoa, easy there. I'm not gonna hurt you.
Alexx rolled her eyes and grabbed his earlobe, dragging his head down ass he winced, trying not to yell at her.
Sorry 'bout him. He'll flirt with anything on two legs.
Finally, Jack couldn't help it anymore.
Damn it Alexx, that hurts! Let go!
She smirked and did as asked, though Jack's yelling had gotten quite a bit of attention from the crowd around them. Fell had finally composed herself enough to stop simply staring at the two.
It's fine. He just startled me. The syrup buns are down there, on your left.
She shifted, somewhat on edge by the crowd gathering. Though he wouldn't do much more, Rylee placed an arm around her shoulders, letting his shadow and body hide her from the excess of people.
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Post by khamar on Jan 18, 2009 18:55:27 GMT -5
Nikolai finished the meat on the stick and turned his head to a voice. It was the elven princess again. "Prince Nikolai, Pray do take my favor when you enter the next match" He looked to silk napkin with the royal elven crest. He smiled to take it and tuck it in a pocket on his purple jaket. "It would be a honor my lady" He took her hand to give it a kiss.
She gigled to wave and walk away. Nikolai really hoped that did not go against the holy scriptures. He was a religious man. His attention changed to a man with a strange outlandish coat he had never seen in his life. Nikolai being Nikolai in fassion he went over to give a polite bow. "Good day to you sir. My what a handsome coat you do have. May I inquire as to the vendor whom you purchased it from?" Though Nikolai seemed queer in his behavior in ways.
Should jack try to hit on Nikolai he will find the young man would not take well.
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Post by Mai on Jan 18, 2009 19:02:38 GMT -5
Jack turned to him. He was proud of his trench coat and tugged it down harder on his shoulder with a smile because of it. Alexx crossed her fingers in hopes Jack wouldn't try anything.
A place in my hometown, the Boeshane Peninsula. Long way away, though. Don't know if you'll find one here.
He replied, and Alexx breathed a sigh of relief. Get Jack on the right topics, and he might, just maybe, stop flirting for awhile. How long was impossible to tell.
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