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Post by Gabriel on Feb 23, 2013 23:47:02 GMT -5
A young man walked in his face covered with cloak and his powers masked "hello "he said lookin for anyone to help him he was bleeding bad under his cloak but his it wale
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Post by Willow on Feb 23, 2013 23:52:06 GMT -5
A robust woman with a thick mane of red hair hurried from behind the counter, dropping the rag she had been using to clean a beer mug. "Oh dear! What's happened?!" She helped the young man to a seat before he collapsed to the floor.
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Post by Gabriel on Feb 23, 2013 23:55:50 GMT -5
He was out cold blood dropped down his body but he held a wicked grin and his sword was bright blue and had odd shaped Handel his body remaind hidden with his face
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Post by Willow on Feb 24, 2013 0:02:59 GMT -5
The woman pressed two fingers to his neck, a slow smile crept over her lips as she felt his pulse. "Well... this must be my lucky day." She motioned to a young man at a near-by table to assist her. "Take him to the Queen. Perhaps the gift will put us back in her good graces."
The lad was shouldering the newcomer with some difficulty. "What? No nibble for ourselves?" He huffed. "Fine. Fine. Whatever you say. Can I keep his sword at least?"
The woman eyed the weapon. "Don't see why not."
Grinning impishly, the boy reached for the strange sword.
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Post by Gabriel on Feb 24, 2013 7:48:17 GMT -5
The sword moved to the boys throat his eyes one was blue has the ocean the other was dark blue and half a horn stood out from top of his head "I just want a room " he's body has hidden only his eyes showed and the horn and a bloody hand showed he was still bleeding thow"
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Post by Willow on Feb 24, 2013 10:54:48 GMT -5
The lad's eyes narrowed. "We don't have any available here. I'm taking you to the Queen. She'll take care of you." He pushed the sword away.
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Post by Gabriel on Feb 24, 2013 10:58:18 GMT -5
He put his blade up"what makes you think I'd go willingly u could just leave the blood on him was very potent still but he held a joy full smile"he had a odd arura around hin
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Post by Willow on Feb 24, 2013 11:04:23 GMT -5
The bell above the door dinged and a young woman walked in, twirling an old-fashioned cane. Immediately the newcomer's escort let go of him and joined the others in bowing his head. She breathed in deeply through her nose as she took of her top hat. "Ah... You must be what all the fuss is about." She walked over to him, her boots clicking sharply on the wood floor. As she stepped into the light her long black coat swept up a small cloud of dust. Her pink lips glistened as she smiled warmly at the stranger as she held out her hand. "And what do you call yourself?"
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Post by Gabriel on Feb 24, 2013 11:07:29 GMT -5
I'm Gabriel "he eyed her over and kept his cloak covering his body his sword just vanished into him"I was just lookin for a room for the night "he let his blue eyes meet hers"this is a in right " he kept his eye on all of them
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Post by Willow on Feb 24, 2013 11:12:13 GMT -5
"And where are you from Gabriel?" She sat in the chair the other woman had placed him before and offered him the one opposite the table. The others took this as their cue to act normally again. "What happened to you? We have fine medics in my castle that can help you." Her eyes were a pastel lavender, but they skipped around the room absorbing every detail within moments.
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Post by Gabriel on Feb 24, 2013 11:15:27 GMT -5
He let out a chuckle "a pack of werewolfs had a disagree ment with me but I don't need a medic just a shower "he thought in his had she had beautifull eyes and was very radent his eyes showed clear blue like the sky with a storm in him"could shower the we talk "
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Post by Willow on Feb 24, 2013 11:19:46 GMT -5
The woman bit her lip for just a moment, her left canine pricked the skin. Her tongue flicked over the blood as she stared at him pointedly. "We have showers at the castle, and I can assure you they're better."
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Post by Gabriel on Feb 24, 2013 11:22:36 GMT -5
He gave a small nod "but waits at the astle " he was curious why they wanted him to go so bad he had a bad feeling about all of it he locked eyes with her
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Post by Willow on Feb 24, 2013 11:29:38 GMT -5
The woman stood and walked over to the robust woman, who obviously ran the place. "Consider your debt settled with the Queen. However, let me remind you that it was harassing the travelers that put you on her bad side in the first place." With every word the young woman had backed the other up until she was behind the counter again. The two locked eyes for a tense moment until the younger turned sharply on her heel. "The castle is my home, Gabriel. All weary travels are welcome there." She took his hand and led him out into the streets. "Now that we're alone, may I just ask... are you thick-headed?"
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Post by Gabriel on Feb 24, 2013 11:32:57 GMT -5
He looked at her still soaked in blood" perhaps I just want a safe shower and nap that's all then ill disappear is that a problem " he looked at her with a questioning look on his face "
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