Wind Wild

Knighthood (Closed)

@Wind Wild Well... did not expect that mention of the leash.

@CollectorOfMyst

Ahaha ops. Sorry if I upset you. ^^;

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Obstinacy

Part Two

Wind Wild

Kirane

Day 1, Late Morning

Kirane finished her isotonic drink and looked at her watch. The team leader, whoever it was, still hadn’t contacted her and she was starting to worry. Had he been expelled without a notice, deemed too much of a liability? Or had she maybe missed a call?

She checked for any messages but came up empty-handed. Bizarre. Then again, from what she gathered the mission only concerned a dead man so it probably wasn’t urgent. Kirane didn’t know the first thing about necromancy but she did know that both Crow and Ayala were incredibly skilled. Whichever of them was joining her today was probably going to be centre-stage and Kirane herself merely expected to back them up.

Taking her mind off the impending task, she looked down and inspected her shirt. The bleeding had long stopped but the green colour of the fabric was doing little to hide the stains except turning them a dark blackish brown. Out of all the things that were made available to the Knights in the training facilities – from healing patches to flesh glue and even one-shot biological enhancements, one thing was remarkably absent. Zinophide, the miracle powder that drew out any stain out of any garment in seconds without even requiring water. Of course, Kirane had enough of it for half the Tower’s population in her room but she doubted she had the time to go get it. Really, someone ought to request of the higher-ups to add a few lockers to the training rooms for situations like this. But then again, would anyone else really care? ‘You’re barely breathing, you could faint in the middle of a long jog and what you’re most concerned about is your shirt? Are you really that vain?’

‘Yes. Yes, I am.’ She confessed to herself bitterly.

Maybe she could ask somebody to bring her a new top? No. Even just the thought of someone going into her room made her cringe. The only thing that could save her now was someone skilled at water magic or alchemy who could draw out stains. A certain someone popped into her mind, definitely uninvited, and made her face contort. He had no right to be hanging around her in her private time, even if he was imaginary.

But it got worse. For the in-the-flesh-Sirius had just appeared out of the Tower’s south entrance and was headed straight her way. ’I have summoned a demon.’ Kirane thought, resting her forehead on her hand.

“No need to be shy, dear, you’re hard to mistake and especially after all the time we’ve been spending together recently.” He chirped happily, taking a seat next to her. She didn’t dignify him with a response but did give him a ‘shouldn’t-you-be-somewhere-else?’ stare. Last she remembered he was headed for his favourite Chinese restaurant, so why--?

“What are you doing here anyway? I thought you were spending the day at your clinic?” He had the audacity to ask.
“A mission.”
“Oh~? Should I come with you?”
“No.” She said with more hostility than was warranted. She was still a bit frustrated at her performance earlier. Perhaps the medics were right that she shouldn’t have done it. It hadn’t killed her, of course, but it had definitely damaged her pride.
“There’s no need to prove anything to me, you know. I’ve already seen you naked.”
Kirane’s eyes snapped at him before her words cut the air. “Why do you think this is remotely appropriate?”
“Oh, it’s not appropriate. But I do enjoy seeing those expressions on your face. They’re cuter than you think.” He kept grinning shamelessly.
Yes, enjoyment. This was probably his get back for making him wear a leash the other night. She shouldn’t give him the pleasure. Just ignore him. The woman glanced at the girl behind the café counter who was politely pretending not to hear anything and closed her eyes with a deep inhale.
“Oh, you’re doing that thing, right? The famous Kyotan ‘I-can-handle-anything’ meditation technique, right? Gosh, you’re good at this. You should teach me some time.”
Kirane didn’t open her eyes but did address him. “Sirius, I don’t need your help for this. Thank you for earlier but if you could now go away and find something else to do I would be very appreciative.”
“Roger, mistress.” The man fell blissfully silent. However, not even a minute later she was attacked with the rustling of carton and the smell of sweet and sour chilly fish.

It smelled delicious. As a rule, Kirane didn’t eat immediately before a missions and today the summon had come too late for lunch to be had. So far, she had only had a piece of buttered toast. Her stomach grumbled and gave her away.
“Want some?”
“No! Excuse me! Can I have an avocado sandwich please?”

Knighthood (Closed)

Hey, guys that are going on the Narrows mission, I'm wondering if I should have Sirius join in on the mission or stay behind. What do you think? :)

The Search for Elvarren

@Bishop thank you for letting us know, best of luck forwards!

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Great, nice to hear some of you have stayed. If you have any issues or concerns about the RP, please let me and Grijs know. :)

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Headcount, is anyone still here?

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(sorry for double-posting)

Guys, I'm not sure when the mission to the Narrows is expected to start but does anyone feel like a collab? I can do Kirane (in the ground floor cafe) Sirius (at the Tower or around the city) or someone random.

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@FairessLoved your introduction. ^ ^ The characters sound even better IC than they did in the CSes.

@RtronLove Lugen. :3 Bet he'll be fun company.

Now I wish Kirane was more social. xD

The Search for Elvarren

Dusk?! Aeris thought, his body tensing up as he heard his friend's vioce. Really, he should have expected it, but it always came as a bit of a surprise to see him again after they'd seperated. Almost as if a part of him didn't expect him to return. That part he really tried not to pay any attention to.

Dusk, and his new companion's casual appearance was at least as bizzarre as the seemingly unrelated one by a short-haired girl and a long-bearded fellow who simply... strolled in. What were the chances of two random people finding him and his flock in such a place? There are no chances. ...only last chances. Aries almost rolled his eyes at that. Sometimes you really don't sound as intimidating as you think. Dusk must have met them before and given them directions, surely. Even when the short exchange revealed that really wasn't the case, Aries refused to let the nagging feeling that something's off bother him and focused on the presnt.

Once a double-check confirmed that was indeed Dusk, the other man felt a weight lift off his shoulders. It hadn't been long, but taking care of other people really had taken its toll on him. Not least because nothing he said had exactly the same effect as their leader's words.

"Welcome." He addressed the newcommers hastily before turning to his friend, keeping his voice low in the hope that no one would overhear. "I think we should talk as soon as we can do so in private." That said, he took his jacket and left the cabin heading into the nearby wood.

Meanwhile Jay, who was just sturring awake, was busy staring at the newcomers, and the man in perticular. Now that she was (mostly) well rested and (mostly) clean, the woman could concentrate on something other than herself. There was nothing discreet about Bear's looks, it was an all-out freak show. What was he up to, cosplaying? Or, don't tell me that not only do people like us exist, but so do werewolves too? Surely not! Then again, the was a dragon flying about the room and a boy who claimed to be able to cast curses, so how unbelievable would that be, really? She'd heard a whisper about a dead bear around the cabin so quite frankly, a werewolf ally sounded better than all the other causes she could think of. Of course, that was assuming that allies were to be had in this place.

Jay didn't really trust anyone here. Half of them looked too naive for their own good, and the other half, well. They were the ones you wanted as friends. If push came to shove, very few people in the room would survive. Kaesar, Lucy, Horus.. that's who she'd bet her cards on. That was why she'd been trying to strike a conversation with most anyone who would listen. Information was a weapon, one of the most dangerous she knew, and she wanted to polish it well before half of these people took their knowledge to their graves.

The woman stretched her stiff muscles and looked outside the window estimating it was the early hours of the day, somewhere between dawn and noon. One thing you could take from barely scraping by for weeks at a dump yard. It teaches you to pay attention to trivialities like the sun and moon. Sitting up and running a hand through her tousled hair she greeted the newcomers with a simple nod and glanced around the room.

"Don't you think maybe it's time to discuss what we know about Elvarren?" She left the question hang, the weight of it filling the room like thick smoke.

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@ReusableSword I think I forgot to tell you but I really liked your creaive description of the other characters. :)

Sorry for the short reply guys. Hopefully my muse will come back soon.