Drakey
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STATUS: uuuugggghhhhhh When you can't be on when everyone else you RP with is on.... 9 yrs ago
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Alice moved furtively.She was one of the numerous reasons that Andria got the jobs done. Among the countless other slums kids that helped the woman, Alice was one of the best. As such, she was currently sneeking into the Watson's home. Alice, being the excellent thief she was, was hardly ever caught. Climbing up between the two buildings, the black haired teenager could see into the child's home. She had been tasked with, for half the cut, to grab the child from its home. Opening the window slightly, the child began to wail.
Alice's face was crestfallen. This was going to be a problem, no wonder the child was in danger. Stepping in through the window, Alice's short hair stayed close to her head, her long legs allowing her to step over the numerous toys that littered the floor. Looking in over the crib, Alice's eyes narrowed. This crying thing was just too damn cute!
Sighing, she grabbed the blanket that the child layed on. Wrapping up the crying bundle, Alice fastened the girl to her back. Lifting her black hood, as to cover her face, Alice stepped out the window. Just as her head dropped down beneath the sill, the door to the room flung open. A man, rat-like and worried, began to run around the room. Like water, Alice flowed down between the two buildings. Running off into the streets, Alice didn't know that the man had seen her fleeting form.
Alice's face was crestfallen. This was going to be a problem, no wonder the child was in danger. Stepping in through the window, Alice's short hair stayed close to her head, her long legs allowing her to step over the numerous toys that littered the floor. Looking in over the crib, Alice's eyes narrowed. This crying thing was just too damn cute!
Sighing, she grabbed the blanket that the child layed on. Wrapping up the crying bundle, Alice fastened the girl to her back. Lifting her black hood, as to cover her face, Alice stepped out the window. Just as her head dropped down beneath the sill, the door to the room flung open. A man, rat-like and worried, began to run around the room. Like water, Alice flowed down between the two buildings. Running off into the streets, Alice didn't know that the man had seen her fleeting form.
@Forgiveness
Yep, I should have tagged you for the info post, if not, then here is the link:
roleplayerguild.com/topics/168539-tek…
Yep, I should have tagged you for the info post, if not, then here is the link:
roleplayerguild.com/topics/168539-tek…
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If you ever want to piss Andria off, then kill someone in the inn. She hates cleaning that shit up.
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@tigersloth
Andria blinked as she witnessed what happened to Benril. Smiling to herself, her breath a whispy sigh. Damn, that guy was getting better. To kill Benril in broad daylight and go about nearly unnoticed by anyone who wasn't in the trade, Andria smiled to herself. Then, like nails on a chalkboard, Andria heard Sloth's voice.
"Fuck, Sloth! I heard you! I don't know if you noticed or not, being stuck behind that bitch mask of yours, but this faggot," Andria kicked Benril's corpse, making a point and pushing it towards the back door. "Just fucking keeled over! I fucking hate it when you pieces of crap kill people in the inn! It makes my job harder." Andria brought the glass of water over to Sloth's table. Placed it down roughly in front of the man, she leaned in closer. Another knife, from where nobody knows, appeared in her other hand as she wrapped her arm around Sloth's shoulder. The blade laid against the lower edge of the man's mask.
"Don't fucking joke about me and the fucking junkie. That is a no and I don't ever want to have that visual again." Her words were soft-spoken and most definitely threatening. Sloth, out of everyone who knew Andria, was the only one who knew about her 'side-job'. As such, he also knew that she could follow up on her threat. "Understood?" Giving him a closed smile, the red-headed girl waited for him to respond.
Andria blinked as she witnessed what happened to Benril. Smiling to herself, her breath a whispy sigh. Damn, that guy was getting better. To kill Benril in broad daylight and go about nearly unnoticed by anyone who wasn't in the trade, Andria smiled to herself. Then, like nails on a chalkboard, Andria heard Sloth's voice.
"Fuck, Sloth! I heard you! I don't know if you noticed or not, being stuck behind that bitch mask of yours, but this faggot," Andria kicked Benril's corpse, making a point and pushing it towards the back door. "Just fucking keeled over! I fucking hate it when you pieces of crap kill people in the inn! It makes my job harder." Andria brought the glass of water over to Sloth's table. Placed it down roughly in front of the man, she leaned in closer. Another knife, from where nobody knows, appeared in her other hand as she wrapped her arm around Sloth's shoulder. The blade laid against the lower edge of the man's mask.
"Don't fucking joke about me and the fucking junkie. That is a no and I don't ever want to have that visual again." Her words were soft-spoken and most definitely threatening. Sloth, out of everyone who knew Andria, was the only one who knew about her 'side-job'. As such, he also knew that she could follow up on her threat. "Understood?" Giving him a closed smile, the red-headed girl waited for him to respond.
I'm sorry, that end post was very short...
But now to the planning part for the Daemon Mercenary Company!!!
But now to the planning part for the Daemon Mercenary Company!!!
Elizabeth watched as those around her began to keel over from being too drunk. Smiling to herself, she walked out of the bar. Almost immediately, the feeling of being inebriated left her. Pulling up the contact info for the three she just talked to, Elizabeth sent them the coordinates for Reikhelm. Laughing in the cool night breeze, Elizabeth logged out.
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@tigersloth
ohhh, Sloth is so getting a earful, a probably a knife in his plate, from Andria. Flirting with the junkie, HA!
ohhh, Sloth is so getting a earful, a probably a knife in his plate, from Andria. Flirting with the junkie, HA!
@Dutchess Sarah@Kazemitsu
Eira gasped a little, just a little, when the dragon's rough tongue caressed her cheek. She could feel the slight increase of temperatur. Her cheeks, now flushed, went from 0 degrees celsius to 2 degrees celsius. Taking control of herself, Eira was about to retort when the water girl sat between her and Kaze. With one word, she already managed to piss Eira off. Completely forgetting that it was in the same manner that she had originally addressed Kaze, Eira responded to the girl. "Oh really? Why don't you fuck off?" Eira's cold, black flames began to rise, the temperature around the newcomer dropping steadily and quickly.
[Kaze!!! Stop Eira, please!!!]
Eira gasped a little, just a little, when the dragon's rough tongue caressed her cheek. She could feel the slight increase of temperatur. Her cheeks, now flushed, went from 0 degrees celsius to 2 degrees celsius. Taking control of herself, Eira was about to retort when the water girl sat between her and Kaze. With one word, she already managed to piss Eira off. Completely forgetting that it was in the same manner that she had originally addressed Kaze, Eira responded to the girl. "Oh really? Why don't you fuck off?" Eira's cold, black flames began to rise, the temperature around the newcomer dropping steadily and quickly.
[Kaze!!! Stop Eira, please!!!]
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