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You know you're always a bad girl kate
Also, I was confused over when/ if your witch saw mine
Kate! YIM bitch
Karia was looking down, all ready cracking open the oreos as she made her way across the sand parking lot. “You want one?” She wasn’t sure if Karl could eat, some ghosts were so weak they could barely speak but for some the proximity to Karia enabled them to act as living a bit more than usual.
“This may not be good.” Karia had been preparing to hand him and oreo when Karl had seen the three men. Karia looked up quickly and saw the three men, all seemingly identical and moving in a way that made her nervous. “Shit.” Karia nodded in agreement and took a few steps backwards.
“What do you want?” The men made their way toward her till they stepped into the light, their pupiless eyes clear.
“Double shit!” One of the three grinned and looked at Karl, making him jump. “Holy fuck you can see me?” He stood dumbfounded as the thing nodded.
“We don’t want you Karl, leave now and you will be left alone.” The voice seemed hollow yet it reverberated as well. Karia began to shake, knowing she could not take the three of them on her own but slipping her hand in her bag any way, her fingers grasping a taser.
“Fuck youz. I left a lady behind once and I am not doing it again!” He shifted, grabbing a chuck of driftwood and holding it like a bat. If they could see him they could feel him.
“You ready? Karia nodded and Karl jerked forward swinging the wood and missing as the man he targeted dropped and punched the ghost straight in the gut. Karl gasped as rolled over in the dirt. He had not felt pain in a long time but the chance these guys could do any permanent damage to him way small. He was already dead. “I’ll be ok.”
Karia kept her eye on the men as suddenly they jetted forward and she dropped her bag to reveal the taser, burying it deep in the side of one man as the others grabbed he her. He scream and fell back as the second man took the weapon and threw it away as the third covered her mouth.
“This may not be good.” Karia had been preparing to hand him and oreo when Karl had seen the three men. Karia looked up quickly and saw the three men, all seemingly identical and moving in a way that made her nervous. “Shit.” Karia nodded in agreement and took a few steps backwards.
“What do you want?” The men made their way toward her till they stepped into the light, their pupiless eyes clear.
“Double shit!” One of the three grinned and looked at Karl, making him jump. “Holy fuck you can see me?” He stood dumbfounded as the thing nodded.
“We don’t want you Karl, leave now and you will be left alone.” The voice seemed hollow yet it reverberated as well. Karia began to shake, knowing she could not take the three of them on her own but slipping her hand in her bag any way, her fingers grasping a taser.
“Fuck youz. I left a lady behind once and I am not doing it again!” He shifted, grabbing a chuck of driftwood and holding it like a bat. If they could see him they could feel him.
“You ready? Karia nodded and Karl jerked forward swinging the wood and missing as the man he targeted dropped and punched the ghost straight in the gut. Karl gasped as rolled over in the dirt. He had not felt pain in a long time but the chance these guys could do any permanent damage to him way small. He was already dead. “I’ll be ok.”
Karia kept her eye on the men as suddenly they jetted forward and she dropped her bag to reveal the taser, burying it deep in the side of one man as the others grabbed he her. He scream and fell back as the second man took the weapon and threw it away as the third covered her mouth.
I already stated this so now I dont feel required to e nice. Write in 3rd person. If you write in first I will ignore it, as if you and your character do not exist and suggest everyone else do the same. If there becomes an issue you will be removed from the rp.
I already stated this so I now I dont feel required to e nice. Write in 3rd person. If you write in first I will ignore it, as if you and your character do not exist and suggest everyone else do the same. If there becomes an issue you will be removed from the rp.
Bane- You heard Kate. Interact with me 
Arlese, hunter
It was already beginning to become dark when Arlese approached the gates of the large human city, a guard at her side. Boleo snorted, shifting underneath her he came to a stop. It was clear he was not fond of being out of the forest, let alone entering a human city where he would be more prized dead than alive. Arlese patted his neck with her pale soft hand and sat silently as the guard called out for the gates to be opened. She was not fond of the idea any more than she was but they had been chosen for a mission; assist the humans and attack the Shade at his home while the other Woaden protected the elven home.
Suddenly a voice was heard yelling down from the nearby guard tower. “Aye who is with you guard?” Arlese could not be identified as she sat upon the great stag, her dark wooden colored cloak covered her entire body head to boots, and she kept her head down lest the soft moon like glow of her skin give her away. It had been decided that he identity should be concealed from most humans, save the king and other hunters, else risk a commotion. Elves had not been sighted for centuries, not by any one who could later tell the tale any way, and the elven Queen preferred it. They had long ago tired of dealing too much with humans.
“A guest of the king now open the damn gate.” The guard, Vikter, was more than ready to be home after a two week journey to find an elven warrior; the poor thing had a rough time of the forest. As the large wooden gates opened the pair road forward into the city, Boleo’s unaltered hooves much quieter on the cobbled streets that the glancing feet of the guard’s mare. They moved through the street as human children flooded windows to gawk at the huge male deer and its silent rider move past the city building and up to the castle. The stariing did not stop once they reached the castle stables where Arlese dismounted and turned to her escort.
“The stable hands will care for him.”
Arlese turned to look at the ‘stables,’ such an odd idea, and then to those who were apparently in charge before returning to Vikter. “I he is harmed..” Her voice was soft, musical almost, but stunted. It was clear the language in which she spoke was not her own.
“He will not be harmed, but I do understand the repercussions.” Arlese nodded. Harm done to Boleo would be considered harm done unto her and would require death or combat. He was one to be protected. The stag grunted several times as men approached him but eventually entered the a stall where there was food awaiting him.
Arlese made her way toward the entrance to the castle and followed as the guard made his way to a what appeared to be a great hall. There was food and drink waiting and servants to pass it out, the others must have been her fellow hunters. She looked about and saw one man, as pale as she but no elf. This was most interesting.
“Wait in here and I will go tell the king.” She nodded and stood quietly where she was, her head lifted to look about better.
It was already beginning to become dark when Arlese approached the gates of the large human city, a guard at her side. Boleo snorted, shifting underneath her he came to a stop. It was clear he was not fond of being out of the forest, let alone entering a human city where he would be more prized dead than alive. Arlese patted his neck with her pale soft hand and sat silently as the guard called out for the gates to be opened. She was not fond of the idea any more than she was but they had been chosen for a mission; assist the humans and attack the Shade at his home while the other Woaden protected the elven home.
Suddenly a voice was heard yelling down from the nearby guard tower. “Aye who is with you guard?” Arlese could not be identified as she sat upon the great stag, her dark wooden colored cloak covered her entire body head to boots, and she kept her head down lest the soft moon like glow of her skin give her away. It had been decided that he identity should be concealed from most humans, save the king and other hunters, else risk a commotion. Elves had not been sighted for centuries, not by any one who could later tell the tale any way, and the elven Queen preferred it. They had long ago tired of dealing too much with humans.
“A guest of the king now open the damn gate.” The guard, Vikter, was more than ready to be home after a two week journey to find an elven warrior; the poor thing had a rough time of the forest. As the large wooden gates opened the pair road forward into the city, Boleo’s unaltered hooves much quieter on the cobbled streets that the glancing feet of the guard’s mare. They moved through the street as human children flooded windows to gawk at the huge male deer and its silent rider move past the city building and up to the castle. The stariing did not stop once they reached the castle stables where Arlese dismounted and turned to her escort.
“The stable hands will care for him.”
Arlese turned to look at the ‘stables,’ such an odd idea, and then to those who were apparently in charge before returning to Vikter. “I he is harmed..” Her voice was soft, musical almost, but stunted. It was clear the language in which she spoke was not her own.
“He will not be harmed, but I do understand the repercussions.” Arlese nodded. Harm done to Boleo would be considered harm done unto her and would require death or combat. He was one to be protected. The stag grunted several times as men approached him but eventually entered the a stall where there was food awaiting him.
Arlese made her way toward the entrance to the castle and followed as the guard made his way to a what appeared to be a great hall. There was food and drink waiting and servants to pass it out, the others must have been her fellow hunters. She looked about and saw one man, as pale as she but no elf. This was most interesting.
“Wait in here and I will go tell the king.” She nodded and stood quietly where she was, her head lifted to look about better.
Are you sure its the wine and not me?
Karia made her way down the planked way and towards the store, her flip flops clapping as she walked. She made it to the door and suddenly the boy she had seen before was there opening the door.
“What the Fuck!” The dead man, Karl, did a double take as he blurted out. Good thing no one else could hear him.
“Thank you.” Karia was nervous but never ignored a chance at manners; you never knew when it would make a difference. She stepped inside and made her way to the chip section where the cookies where found. “Keep an eye on him.” She kept her speech quiet and was glad to have a ghost about, they could be VERY nosey and no one would notice. As Karia felt safe to ignore the new guy as Karl blurted out stuff about his choice of chips she made her way to grab some milk and made her purchase once the boy left.
“Seems he is just fast.,…and hungry.”Karia made her way to the door and walked out. “I was gonna try and get that for you.”
“Yeah cause we really need more than the average weird shit happening around me.” Karia spoke normally now as she walked, supposedly alone, with the cashier on the other side of a closed door. “Nothing says ‘remember me’ like a door opening for no damn reason.”
“What the Fuck!” The dead man, Karl, did a double take as he blurted out. Good thing no one else could hear him.
“Thank you.” Karia was nervous but never ignored a chance at manners; you never knew when it would make a difference. She stepped inside and made her way to the chip section where the cookies where found. “Keep an eye on him.” She kept her speech quiet and was glad to have a ghost about, they could be VERY nosey and no one would notice. As Karia felt safe to ignore the new guy as Karl blurted out stuff about his choice of chips she made her way to grab some milk and made her purchase once the boy left.
“Seems he is just fast.,…and hungry.”Karia made her way to the door and walked out. “I was gonna try and get that for you.”
“Yeah cause we really need more than the average weird shit happening around me.” Karia spoke normally now as she walked, supposedly alone, with the cashier on the other side of a closed door. “Nothing says ‘remember me’ like a door opening for no damn reason.”
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