Xion Demente

The gladiator and the princess

Robert nodded, "he has some time to himself yes if you want me to take you to him I can. Since he has taught me how to make the smoke bombs I usually make when I have the time he's a great uncle if you ask me." He grabbed his jacket, putting it back on his old family crest on the back threaded in blue.

Trying to save the world (Xion and Caits)

He went back to down stairs, to see Kalinda looking about. He stopped for a millisecond then kept going. "The others should be here soon enough if I can i rather avoid using the suit I just had a very bad experiance with it fade can come out once again. Though this time, I plan on keeping to the same person."

He was leaning against the railing, of the staircase he sighed. It was nice to have company again for what it was worth. He had been lonely for the past four years, and he couldn't stand being alone again. Not with everything's he's been through. He spotted te locket around Kalinda's neck, "I see you kept it even after all these years," a small smile played at his lips.

Mass effect RP (looking for F)

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The gladiator and the princess

Robert thought for a moment, his brows creased in thought. Then a smile spread across his face, "then I will get my uncle to help you then he knows magic and knows how to control it it'll be a few weeks before we can leave fully with you learning how to and all."

The gladiator and the princess

Robert nodded to that, "then I guess I've made my choice then I'm going back with you.......grandfather can give the throne to one of his nephews.......I'm stayin by your side and your going to need the help with getting the throne back from david and your father.......your people deserve the you as the ruler."

He sighed, "right now though......we need to get help.......I can probably get some men to help us with that if you need me to.....we can't do this on our own princess believe me we can't." He got up and grabbed his shirt from the dresser, slipping it back on along with his fingetless gloves.

The gladiator and the princess

Robert shrugged to that, "I'm not a man for politics if I don't want the throne then I don't want it grandfather would understand that. He would giving it to one of his nephews then I've just been........through to much......and pain to take the throne fully without having my mind throw different things at me." He walked over to the couch and sat by her, "but if you want me to take the throne I'll do it I guess though I'll need someone by my side through the thick and thin."

The gladiator and the princess

Robert sighed, "it's alright princess it was not your fault." He really didn't care about the rugged writing that Hanister had done with a knife anymore he wasn't property anymore. He turned around, the writing was clear on his shoulder, but he didn't care anymore. "My grandfather had always said that here everyone here if free to choose what they are and that since I am his daughters son that he would want me to take the throne I don't know if I am a guy to lead a country or not."

The gladiator and the princess

Robert froze when he felt lauralye's fingers on his back, before he put his gloves fully on the dresser. He shook his head, "no not anymore if you asked me that a year back I would have told you they did but they don't." He didn't mind her touching his back, he let out a sigh.

It was good to be free once more, not someone else's propterty. He had some bad experiances, and he had nightmares about one, he preferred long sleeves shirts. That was because one of his owners, he carved there name into his arm, he didn't want to turn around afraid of what she might say about it. It was simple, 'property of Hanister Alister' carved into his shoulder.

The gladiator and the princess

Robert nodded to that, before walking into the room. He closed the door behind him, he took off his boots. Then his shirt, his back was turned to her it had whip marks all over the skin past wounds from the whip that had long since healed. He set the shirt down on the dresser, before he took off te gloves on his hands.

The Hunter and The Lycan

Drake nodded, the hunters took there seat on the floor allowing willows pack to sit on the couchs, drake pulled up a chair sitting in it backwards, he waited for willow to give them the info they needed. He and his hunters would do anything, to make sure the casket of Dracula wouldn't fall into vampire hands.