[u][color=FFFF7B][b][h2][center] Analise Amad [/center][/h2][/b][/color][/u]

Two figures sit side by side on the wooden floor of the room sipping tea together without a table in sight. The dust danced in the space, reflecting the small candlelight that lit up the room. The man, slouched in his posture, spoke quietly to the shining yellow eyes that stared at him. They listened to every sigh and murmur that escaped from his mouth and nodded along to every one of his brooding's. The mere warmth he felt was her comfort.

“I don’t know… I,”  the man eyeing his teacup while grumbling. “I wish hell for the lot of them, really… I couldn’t even defend myself! If only [i]they[/i]-”

[color=FFFF7B]“It’s okay, it’s okay,”[/color] she hushed softly, patting his shoulder. [color=FFFF7B]“[i]They[/i] merely seek to withhold power over the world. [i] He[/i] doesn’t care much about what they do…”[/color]

“Hey...You’re a Revenant, aren’t you?” he murmured, rubbing the back of his neck. “ Ah- no... B-but I’ve heard of being escorted  to the vil- Ah, No...never mind..”

He stopped, spotting the widened yellow eyes that would peirce at his soul. They looked down and back to him in thought, letting silence take its place. With a bite of her lip, she let out a sigh.

She moved her hand from his shoulder and squeezed his own hand in her palm,  [color=FFFF7B]“I… Don’t wish to force upon you- This is-”[/color]

“-I know it was inappropriate of me, but..” he looked down, hissing under his breath.[i] “.. I just can’t stand them…!”[/i]

[color=FFFF7B]“...I will be back in a number of days,”[/color] she squeezed his hand once more before getting up from the ground, her figure shading him from the mere candlelight. [color=FFFF7B]“If you still wish to seek [i]her[/i] out by then… I’ll take you.”[/color]

“ I understand..” he sighed with a slight chuckle. “Sorry for keeping you here for so long, Ana. You and your travels … Oh, right!” 

A full baggage laid upon the creaking ground, objects peeking out from its skin that threaten rip if treated without concern. He gripped at its slings and pulled at the bag itself, though its weight had proved to be heavier than previously thought

“Watch your way out there, okay?” he joked with a slight chuckled though struggling to hold the bag up.

[color=FFFF7B]“Your humor is [i]original[/i] as always, my friend,”[/color] She replied as she wrapped a thin cloth over her eyes before slinging the baggage over her shoulder. [color=FFFF7B]“Take care.”[/color]

Pulling her hood over the white of her head, she turned the doorknob and went out into the day’s light.
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Many have questioned the blindfolds origins with interest. ‘Seeing’ was a sense that she simply did not need. The thought had been long abandoned of seeing others living by the light of day, basking in what Raziel had created. Her hatred for the deity has burned strong as the time she had taken first to her steps into the villa. Burning as high as her bravery as she first entered the study, as brightly burning as she took the last steps down the stairwell, and crackling as loud as when she had bowed her head to the black swan upon the throne of thorns. 

But here she was in Wellsborough, her flames weakened by the magic barrier of the town. Inferno was what she was, but not even to use the most basics of it was frustrating. The ‘white cloaks’ seem to show no concern for the weaker common people, those who need the magic. They were just scrambling to uphold the power of Raziel and-and his laws.  [i] If they go about it this way, it would only take a matter of time…[/i] A smile of pride spread about her face. 

Crowds of the city seem to be cutting the distance between themselves and suspected Revenants. Analise had been used to stronger suspicions during her younger ages. What had been five feet away has lessened to about two feet within a century, anything stepping into that space would start to feel suffocating. 

Feeling a small bump to her thigh, she stopped in her path and looked down to the suspect.

[b]“Whoopsie, Sir, I-”[/b] the young child stopped, looking straight up to her. [b]“ ..Sorry Miss!”[/b]

The child ran off once more, looking back to Analise and forth to his path, amazed at her great appearance.[i] I guess there are exceptions[/i], she thought. The pale skin shunned by light would usually leave some sort of assumption. [i]Might need to be ore careful nextime...[/i]

 Approaching on what she assumed was the edge of the town, streets around her were bustling with more citizens each block she passed. [i] Possibly some sort of brawl had occurred… Too bad I missed it[/i] she sighed. Her interest would be piqued once more as she felt a familiar presence in her midst.

[color=FFFF7B]“Is this a Nephilim I sense…?”[/color] Analise moved toward the energy without being too close and took a peak from the blindfold. [color=FFFF7B]“It’s true...[i]Two White Owls...”[/i][/color]