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Post by nerasa on Aug 12, 2008 23:09:24 GMT -5
"Thats exactly why we wanted to make sure you didn't do anything. At least I was making sure you didn't do anything for I have my own reasons which I won't tell you." said Nerasa cauciously
"thats why and I wanted to make sure you wouldn't attempt to attack him no matter what. Whats your exception, assassin?" Nerasa said sternly.
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Post by Tismri on Aug 12, 2008 23:16:50 GMT -5
Marola stepped back from the blades that appeared from the braclets on on the witch's wrists. Rauthr growled at the endangerment of his Rider.
"I was not following you. I was following him." She nodded toward Einar. "And if you wish to kill me, why don't you do so right now?" Marola watched as the witch's eyes flicked to Einar. She used that instant and nodded to him, quietly pulling the long knife from her back and hiding it from the woman's veiw. Once her eyes were back upon Marola, they stood there, facing each other as Marola waited for an answer to her question.
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Post by nerasa on Aug 12, 2008 23:23:10 GMT -5
Nerasa was well away from the blades but she drew out her blood red sword and awaited for the women to attack.
"Marflamel I would like you to circle above please just make sure there isn't anything troubleing up there. Just be careful and stay away from anything that could harm you." said Nerasa.
"Understood."said Marflamel.
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Post by micaylah on Aug 12, 2008 23:30:40 GMT -5
"Again I tell you the man is not my target. If he were he would be dead already before you reached me from across the square." She looked at the man to make sure he understood her meaning. "Now as for you two," she said glaring at the girls, "if you do not drop your swords and tell me why you follow me we are going to have a problem." She was loosing her patience and her composure. 'Aethelwyne calm down,' Edoc'sil warned her. 'I sense a great misunderstanding on all of your parts. Do not make this worse.'
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Post by nerasa on Aug 12, 2008 23:36:51 GMT -5
"I won't drop my sword for I don't know what you may do just out of my own protection. But I will give you my reason's for fallowing you. I was just curiouse at who you were and you sorta looked like something interesting was going to happen so I wanted to fallow you so I knew. Plus I know him not well but enough to know him by his cloak. If you need to know any more then continue asking questions." said Nerasa.
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Post by Max452 on Aug 12, 2008 23:39:17 GMT -5
Einar was amused now more than ever. "Now, now, girls. There's no reason for such hostility over me." (OOC: LOL typical guy reaction LOL). He inched closer to the three girls. "Now, my friend here," gestures at Marola, "was just looking out for my well being...and Nerasa, just happened to be around, I see." His eyes, that showed his amusement turned dark and sinister. "As for you Assassin of the Coven (OOC: I know that's not what its called), it would have been your body in the town square if you dared attack me."
His eyes became amused again. "Now. Why don't you just answer my question and I'll think about letting you go." He tilted his head and moved his right arm across his chest and placed it on his left forearm. A gesture that many would take as boredom, but among the agents of Assassins in Galbatorix's rule, it meant to stay your weapon until the right moment. He stayed in that position as he moved closer. "I'm asking nicely." He eyed Aethelwyne with his dagger eyes.
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Post by Tismri on Aug 12, 2008 23:47:41 GMT -5
Marola recognized the Einar's gesture. She slowly replaced her knife back in its sheath and stood, waiting for the witch's answer. Rauthr crawled from her pack and onto her shoulder, putting on his fiercest look. Marola had to grin. Despite his size, the infant dragon could be frightening, and she knew he could defend her if the need arose. She just hoped it would not come to that.
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Post by micaylah on Aug 12, 2008 23:49:11 GMT -5
Aethelwyne eyed the man closely. She recognized the gesture to stay her weapons. She stood up and pressing the pressure switch on the bracelets the blades retracted swiftly into their metal sheaths. She narrowed her gaze at him and smiled slyly. "Perhaps we shall cross blades one day but alas that day is not today. As I said before...I prefer to be paid for my work. I was to meet someone in the square to take on a new assignment. I know not who or what the assignment was. Only that I was to be available in this guise. And I bid you do not talk to me in that patronizing male pig tone or I may have to teach you some manners!" She looked at him as a cat looks at a mouse it is playing with then added "Kind sir."
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Post by nerasa on Aug 12, 2008 23:51:10 GMT -5
Nerasa put her sword in the sheath but didn't lock it because there could be a major problem that may occure and she didn't want to have to be struggling with it at the critical moment. Nerasa could feel that Marflamel was above them ready to dive down to attack if needed be. Nerasa snorted at the witche's comment at calling him kind sir and all what she said. She couldn't help it she thought it was sorta funny in the slight way.
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Post by Max452 on Aug 12, 2008 23:59:48 GMT -5
Einar scoffed, for an assassin, she liked to discuss her protocol. "It will take you an eternity until you are worthy to even touch my blades, let alone cross it." He smirked. "I will talk to you as I will it." He added and nodded at Marola to let the girl alone. "As for your 'assignment', I think you should get back to it." He tilted his head slightly upwards, noting the sun's location. "It looks like you may have delayed that meeting with our own. Now, I'm sure your High Priestess wouldn't want to lose another client." He remarked with a amused tone.
During their conversation, Einar never released his grip on his sword; prepared to attack whenever necessary.
He glanced at Nerasa. "I'm surprised to find you here, elf. I thought our familiarities ended in Du Weldenvarden. Nevertheless, I am still in your debt." He didn't explain further, for he did not want the others to know what he was talking about.
He returned his attention back onto the assassin. "Now, I bid you good day."
OOC: This is a good setup, I'll have Einar enlist her help once he contacts the High Priestess and all that, if that's okay? That way I won't get in trouble with god moding or using other characters, ya know?
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Post by nerasa on Aug 13, 2008 0:05:24 GMT -5
OCC: Okay.
"I had an assignment anyway to come here. I didn't expect to come across you either. But I guess things come for a reason." said Nerasa glancing at Einar then looking back at the witch.
Suddenly something hit her and she was surprised that she didn't realise this before now.
"Can you please show us the palm of both of your hands, Please. The reason why I won't say yet but its just an assumption." said Nerasa nicely and calmly to the assassin.
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Post by micaylah on Aug 13, 2008 0:15:32 GMT -5
Narrowing her eyes she looked at the man again. Sizing him up. 'Athelwyne. Let it go. Now!' The dragon was right she would need to return to the inn. "Very well. I tire of this bantering and need a bath. The smell of male superiority banter clings to me like the foul stench of the Burning Plains. I need a bath badly." She walked closely to the man with her palms up showing him the Gedwey ignasia and a sign of peace. "Before I take my leave there is one thing." Waving her palm across her face she revealed her true look to him. Her hair changed from red back to white and her eyes back to violet. "Until our paths may cross again." Then waving her hand back again her hair and eyes changed back to the red and blue color they had been. Then turning her back on them with a confident air she strode back out of the alleyway.
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Post by nerasa on Aug 13, 2008 0:20:08 GMT -5
"So your a dragon rider. Thats not surprising. Where is your dragon?" demanded Nerasa as she crossed her arms. She was getting tired of trying to be nice and all she just wanted this to be over with.
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Post by Backabuth on Aug 13, 2008 0:20:16 GMT -5
OCC: Okay, I'm going to sneak in here....lol
Lathem pulled his hood farther over his eyes, watching intently from the roof. Half of him felt numb, his separation from his dragon and all, causing him to flick his hair in annoyance. His red eyes watched the scene below him like a hawk, his hand twitching on the hilt of his sword. The numb side of him grew more intense, his mind going berserk. One side wanted him to stay and watch, and the other wanted him to run around yelling. He overcame the attack and kept watching, an aching pain drilling away at his heart. He shook off the feeling and watched as a pretty woman stalked off down the alley they all came from.
OCC: When I wrote about Aethelwyne leaving and calling her "Pretty Woman" made me think of this song. "Pretty Woman! Walking down the street!" LOL
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Post by Max452 on Aug 13, 2008 0:39:42 GMT -5
Einar's eyes narrowed. A dragon rider? She must have found it in the wild... He mused on this thought. If he was to recruit a rider to the empire...that would go well for the war and his appearance with his father. Einar continued to like his idea when he suddenly felt a chaotic presence nearby. Not moving his head or body, his eyes carefully scanned the area. As he searched, he sensed that the being was above him. He didn't want to lift his head, for fear of alerting the being.
"Marola, we have a guest on the roof." Einar whispered to his comrade, his lips barely moving. "See what our guest is all about, will you? But be careful, he doesn't seem right of mind."
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