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The leader of the warriors was silent as she rolled up the map. Zander had a good question. She would like to head out straight away, but they had to wait for the others. The scarlet-haired warrior huffed, watching Zagam walk away. Assassins didn't upset her, not as much as thieves. Her eyes fell onto Zander, an apologetic smile on her face. "As soon as everyone is gathered, we can leave." If she could, she would leave right now to get the mission over with, but the warrior was kind. She had a grace period of waiting for others. She also kept the gladiator in mind, which only made her sigh. She was quite glad Zander would be the one to accompany her. The warrior knew when to step into her business or not.

Hildegarde crossed her arms over her armor plated chest, eyeing the others. She wondered what she should do once everyone was assembled. It was best to go over strategy, but introductions were needed first. She definitely wouldn't like to be called 'you' or 'hey' the entire time. The female warrior was silent as she continued pondering. Her eyes shifted to Zander, "If they do not gather soon, I will announce my leave and tell them to meet us outside." She wasn't blind, she saw a female ninja leave once she was done and walk out right after the gladiator. If things go well, Hildegarde wouldn't have trouble getting along with everyone.

"I'm more worried about the gladiator..." she muttered under her breath. The scarlet-haired warrior tried to get on everyone's good side, even thieves, but as soon as something goes missing she will not be afraid to point a blade at them. She never did like them. She hummed to herself, knowing that they will have to gather supplies. It would be bad to have armor in the cold, but the thought of Hildegarde walking around without her armor just made the woman shiver in fear. That did not sound pleasing at all. She liked her armor, it made her feel safe. Her eyes wondered around the room, wondering what was taking the others so long, but it was best to patient. 'I'll give them ten more minutes...'

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Shingo's eyes scanned the room. His patience was as meek as usual. He didn't mind the absence of the warrior. The more time they blew the better. Who exactly would be eager to go back into that weather? He couldn't help but let his eyes scan over his comrades. Misia had kept quiet. Wasn't something usual to see for the girl was a very hyper and talkative one. 'She must be nervous.' he thought, letting his hand shift out to the tender shoulder of the girl before a very slim smile escaped his lips, hoping to add some sense of comfort towards her. Working with clans you hated wasn't something that often came around with Ninja. So he only hoped everything would go well. Especially with Shinju. She wasn't exactly one who got along well with people. She was more of the collective types who would spend her time being alone. She didn't seem to work well with Misia since she was loud. The thought only made him question if putting her in the group with the Gladiator woman and the Warriors would be good. They were bold womenn after all but they weren't immature. Shingo knew she'd do well with them deep inside. Shinju was a good ninja. Not known to do anything reckless. It wasn't in her character at all. She hadn't spoken to him during the entire meeting though. She was possibly still bummed that she even had to take part in such a mission. Slightly turning as Hitotsu had arrived, Shingo let his ears take in the words the boy had spoken, informing them that he would be taking part in the sparring match, none the less. "Hmm." It was an automatic reaction. Shingo was curious as to where the sudden change of heart had came from and how he expected to face up against them with no weapons, unless he happened to be a martial artist, like Ryuto. Shingo had high doubts but kept quiet on the matter.

His attention was peaked once the leader of Warriors had finally made her arrival in the meeting. Her entrance was bold and quite unnecessary. There were door handles on the door that could have simply been opened instead of kicked through. His multicolored eyes had observed everything. The Gladiator had walked up to the woman making it known that she was not playing any games. 'Women' They were surely complicated enough. Exactly why he wasn't married or in any sense of relationship. Though he hoped to settle down eventually. Once he decide to not put his work over everything. Someone had to take his position and hold the family name, eventually. Many wouldn't let trivial thoughts like that, even cross their minds but Shingo had a lot of free time on his hands. Well only for now. Soon he would be covered by his cloak and headed towards the desert. He would need to find a shop in order to purchase a pair of goggles. The sand would most certainly be dangerous and hard to travel in. He could only imagine the group traveling in the scorching weather. When it was hot, most people get hostile and ill tempered. He hoped that case wouldn't work on them. 'How the hell will we be able to find this Cursed Sword?' It wasn't like the group had a demonic energy detector or anything of the sort. They were just traveling around randomly, looking for a cursed blade. He was in no position to question it though. They were already about to depart.

The woman who had announced herself as Hildegarde, had spoken on where she would depart her team members to. It seemed a woman named Celest would be joining them on there journey to the desert. Shingo's eyes had managed to catch sight of Shinju exiting the room. 'So much for farewells.' Hearing the footsteps of Zagam, he watched as the man looked at him and his member, before walking over to the warrior group. It appeared that the assassin leader had ran out of patience himself and went to scoop the woman up. He had only spoken shortly and Shingo couldn't hear much of the conversation but Zagam came back, filling in his spot once more and keeping quiet.
"I take it you told her we will be leaving?" a tilt of the head before his head shifted, answering his own question. "Shall we get to departing in that case?"he asked everyone in the group, assuring they were ready. He knew the Warrior member would join them in only a moment, for nobody enjoys being left behind. There long journey to the desert would begin. He hoped everything went smoothly like a newly cemented road, yet he had a feeling that things would get as ugly as a dead animal on the side of the road after meeting the deadly wheels of a carriage. Pulling his cloak up, to cover his mouth and nose, than stretching the wraps around his arms, he readied himself for his departure. Looking at Vineta with a simple nod as a farewell, he looked at his comrades and began walking out of Imperial Court. Who knew what was to take place?
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A loud boom echoed in the hall as the leader of the warriors entered in a fairly vigor manner. Her posture was bold and strong. Everything about her just read "warrior". Celeste couldn't help but gawk for a moment. The hazel eyed recruit watched as her commander spoke to them, her voice loud and confident. There really was no doubt in her attaining such a position. Hildegarde definitely fit the part. Venturing through this mission alongside her would probably be the most comfortable of situations for Celeste. She still found it quite unsettling that their group still had to get separated. But no, this time she refused to appear weak in front of her comrades. If she was going to go anywhere, it would be on her own. She had to show Hildegarde and the rest of the league that she could handle herself.

Before the young warrior could speak, a woman with similar armor approached them and frustratingly addressed Hildegarde. Celeste's eyes widened at the tone in the gladiator's voice. It almost angered her to see a complete stranger speak such words to her leader. She clenched her jaw and glared at the armored woman as she exited the room.

Looking back at Hildegarde, the leader's expression was still calm as ever. The silence was a bit unsettling, but Celeste saw that she had no excuse for her tardiness. Everyone really was waiting on her after all. Only seconds later, the scarlet haired woman spoke again. This time, her voice more stern and hasty. Before any of her team could say anything, she had already made up her mind. Sending Sidren to the rainforest and Zander to accompany her to the glaciers, Celeste was left to venture into the desert. Taking a deep breath, she gripped her lance firmly and responded with a very respectful "Yes ma'am!"

Gathering her shield and sword that she had put aside, she reluctantly looked at Sidren, Zander, and Hilda, her three most trusted allies that she's been fighting with ever since she entered the clan. As much as she hated the idea of leaving them behind, she still had direct orders to follow. Hildegarde's last words of inspiration brightened up Celeste's mood, pumping her up for the mission that awaited her. With a confident smile on her face, she turned to face her allies once more, "I'll see you guys soon!" And with that, Hildegarde announced the final placements to the rest of the clans.

As Celeste turned around to head over to her assigned group, she was startled by the oddly dressed figure standing in front of her. She recognized him, Zagam, the leader of the assassins. The cloaked man towered over Celeste as he requested she join the group immediately. "I-I uhm.. Yes sir," she muttered. Before she could respond, the assassin had already turned to make his way back. She scurried to fill the space between them, following him closely as they reached the rest of the desert bound team.

Peeking along the side of the assassin in front of her, she carefully examined the rest of her team mates. She definitely recognized Shingo, the leader of the ninja. Word of his excellent natural talent and skills often buzzed around the village. As she watched him prepare himself for their team's departure, a mature and elegant looking woman eventually caught her eye. It was the Red Butterfly, more lovely and captivating that she had ever imagined. Celeste only knew her by her nickname and had heard a few things about her notorious reputation. A silent assassin with a unique style and deadly skills. Her presence was indeed intimidating. The sound of conversation bustled in the air, but there was one voice that seemed louder and bubblier than the rest. Celeste turned to see a young hyper ninja bidding her comrades goodbye. She looked as if she was around Celeste's age, and well, she seemed quite the goofy persona. It somewhat comforted her knowing that not everyone on her team is as dead serious and suspicious as the rest.

As the young warrior took a few steps back to make way, she accidentally bumped into the final member of their team. Before turning to see who it was, she politely apologized once again for her clumsiness. "Oh! I'm sorry, I-" Without another word, she turned to see the man standing in front of her. A thief. In fact, it was the same one who gave her that creepy look earlier. Her expression turned from friendly to defensive. She cleared her throat before she spoke again, attempting to appear more at ease. "I apologize for bumping into you. It won't happen again," she said with no trace of sincerity in her voice. Her hazel eyes met his one exposed eye, and for a moment she stared. The young warrior then turned her back on the man as she went over to trail behind Zagam and Shingo. Everyone was just about ready to head off now.



Where I am ♫ Imperial Court
Who I'm with ♫ Zagam, Shingo, The Red Butterfly, Misia, and Hitotsu.
Ooc ♫ Derp. EDITED TO FIT THE EVER SO BUBBLY MISIA! :3
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Misia gave a big sigh as she watched everyone mingle. Usually this was the part where she go jump on someone and accuse them of being weak and stupid. How she had a spark of humor as she pictured tackling Zagam and calling him a weak magician who couldn't even pull a bunny out of his hat... Misia tried to get rid of the thought but as soon as it came, it couldn't disappear. Good thing she didn't say it out loud or there would probably be problems and Shingo would be upset. She admired that he kept his cool with his comrade though, but she took note of their actions and words. How different they were when they were not at each others throats killing each other. Misia started to feel nervous as time passed. She started to think of the situation.. Misia hated the desert. Though, Ninjas were fully capable to travel in such weather didn't mean Misia enjoyed the sand... lots and lots of sand. It would be difficult to with time since deserts were always unpredictable with the weather. If is wasn't blazing hot, then it was the huge sandstorms that blew it in your face. No fun at all.. nothing to do but walk. Oh well, she find a way to entertain herself on the trip.

Her thoughts were suddenly disrupted when she felt a familiar touch on her shoulder. Misia looked up slowly at Shingo as a reassuring smile had been seen on his face. Oh.. he knew her to well. So much for being a ninja and hiding her thoughts. Shingo knew her hatred towards the assassins and any other clan members that got in her way. He also was the only one to know about her brother's disappearance and rumors she heard. He was the only one to understand her mission to find the truth. Misia never told anyone else since it was not their business to know. It unsteadied her though, that there was a possibility that someone in the very room she was in had something to do with Koji. To bad she couldn't read minds and find out but she wasn't just about to jump on the table and accuse everyone in the room. Man, would she be in deep water with Shingo... He snap her down and drag her out the door. Misia smiled back at Shingo, not just by the thought of her being dragged out, but showing that she accepted his help. It did make her feel better that she was to still be at his side.

Misia then looked over as the warrior's leader finally arrived, and in such a big way too. The ninja puffed out her cheeks at the sudden competition. Misia was the only one to make big entrances and annoy probably more than half the room. She saw that there was already tension towards the Warrior leader. Though, all the members of her clan were assigned... finally and it seemed everyone was ready to go. Misia stayed close to Shingo as she watched Zagam greet the girl. Oh she wanted to go behind him and snatch his hat, then greeting the dear warrior, who seemed to be so meak.. A smile grew on her lips, thinking of the reactions. 'Oh stop it... You are going to get yourself in trouble.'

Her eyes gazed at everyone and saw Shinju leaving. How how the girl never said anything to her, but they were comrades. She knew the ninja would keep her own but it still made her uneasy watching her leave. Misia didn't know if she ever see her again, "BYE SHINJU!!!" Misia finally spoke, waving her hand towards her comrade. She smiled with sheer confidence, knowing that Shinju heard her. When Zagam got back, she listened to Shingo as for the to leave already. Misia nodded her head, she was already getting antsy from the wait. She wanted to go have some fun already, even though this mission was totally stupid. Though... "No! Wait! What if I don't see Vivi again!!!??" She ran over to her comrade and pouted, hugging her tight, "Don't let any stupids push you around! Especially those.." Misia paused, noticing that the assassin were next to her.. duh.. So she changed her words... "Those people who love to push buttons." How she would have said assassin.. but she was going to be working with two of them. Didn't want to be the first target for an attack just yet and Zagam seemed to try his best to get along. Misia sighed and hugged her friend tightly again and let go, "Please don't die. I wanna be able to go out and get sweets with you again." She said sweetly and nodded to Vivi, "Love ya sis!" With that, she went back to Shingo's side and smiled at her group, "I'm ready when you guys are! Time to find us a stupid sword!" Misia then looked at the new member of their group. Celeste? She watched her carefully as the warrior came up, bumping into that un-trustful thief. The ninja tilted her head at her, smiling, "Well, glad you have finally join us. Now are we ready? There's to time to waste! Onwards to the deathtrap of a desert where lizards eats your insides!" Misia giggled a bit and looked at Shingo, showing she was ready for the journey.

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Hitotsu placed his hands on his hips before sighing softly, curious of when the leader of the warriors would arrive "Abit of a bad impression.." He hummed as he shook his head, sighing softly before jumping slightly towards the loud 'bang' of the door as it flung open with a kick from a skirt-wearing armoured serious-looking potentially-psychotic-woman "Judgin' by her armour.. she must be the leader of the warriors." He said to himself before looking back at his group, he took note of how young they were in comparison to him 'Some of these people are barely out of their teens.' He thought to himself before closing his eyes and crossing his arms, his attention then was turned to the woman who shouted, her voice echoing so powerfully through the hall "Oh well.. Hello beautiful.." He smirked as he stared at the leader of the warriors.

A shameless womaniser.. no matter the situation, no matter the person, Hitotsu enjoyed watching beautiful women, not to sound like a pervert.. but.. boy.. he loved women, just the sight of one would make him smile. Although, despite being a shameless flirt, Hitotsu knew that for now, he'd have to lay off from womanising for now. It was only safe to stay out of the way of potential dangerous women. Hitotsu would like to keep his face rather than die on the spot cause of flirting with a woman.

Hitotsu listened to the seemingly powerful woman whose authority of voice was greater than most. Hitotsu looked to her group of young warriors, each seemed to have held a signature look, some with armour and some with none. Hitotsu laid eyes upon the young woman who clumsily entered the room earlier "That should be Celeste.." He hummed before turning back to both his new leaders with a slight smile "I guess we should.. I'd hate to delay our time any further." He said before placing his hands behind his back, only a few seconds later to be bumped into by Celeste, Hitotsu nodded silently, noticing her awfully defensive facial expression, Hitotsu knew from that moment that she seemed to have not liked him, possibly because his reputation as a thief. Unlike The Red Butterfly, Shingo or Zagam, Hitotsu held no title as a thief only as a former samurai, a former titled called 'The Seven Taloned Falcon', although, title has yet to have been mentioned for about seven years.

OOC/// D: Slightly short..
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                                            I live for no one but myself. I seek not forgiveness for my sins. I wish for only the silence and peace within my mind...

                                            Drake was thinking, meditating, when his leader had come to him and send him on a mission, which was the reason why he wasn't present at the introduction of the whole thing. He was out hunting through the forest of a small village. Some bounty hunt if he recalled, he wasn't sure but it was almost as if he could smell his pray's fear and blood from the poisonous dart. He was just waiting for the man to roll over and give up so he could end his suffering. Once the man had given up on escaping, he fell to the ground and was breathing his last painful breaths. Drake jumped from a tree branch and landed gracefully on his feet just by his victim. The last thing the man saw was a red eye, staring down at him before his throat was slid.

                                            It took June some time to get back to where he was suppose to meet up with the assassin group and when he showed up they weren't really there... He felt a bead of sweat trail down the said of his face before he let out a low irritated sigh. Now great. He had been chasing this idiot until he himself was late. Quite an unusual thing for June since he hated being late. June stayed hidden by a house. He had been informed of everything necessary but he sneaked his way into the court either way to talk with his leader and so he did. He talked in silence, which meant he listened and took orders without a single word though his assassin leader earned a grunt from him when he told him what he was going to be teamed up with.

                                            After the small talk he just walked out of the court, letting himself be exposed but still hidden by his hood. He choose to observe the people around here and there a bit before he looked for the girls he got a description of, and he found them, hopefully. Slowly he walked to the girl who seemed to be on his team - what was her name? Oh yeah, Anisa. He walked to her, ready for the worst. Slowly he got near her and stopped a few feet away from her. "Anisa?" He asked with a sharp yet deep voice. Surely he was nothing to get mad. Yes. Her appearance was just as it had been described. "I AK Drake the Assassin. I've been told that you are a part of my new team. Would you fill me in on Tue plans?" He asked without being threatening, though he probably still sounded very demanding. He kept watch on everyone around him, like he was paranoid. In truth then he just didn't trust anyone. He simply, patiently waited for the answers he was seeking.

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While Catrina was awaiting a reply from her fearless leader and Naruko, she couldn't help but let her eyes wander, her eyes taking careful note of the weapons that were not concealed and lingering on whatever shiny babbles they might have. She then shifted her gaze to Anisa. Naruko had said something about her being a badass and indeed the name did ring a bell, but nothing from the sight of her made this little thief think and more highly of the villager. She looked like she was a cross between a normal villager and warrior. Nothing all that special, but then again, many threats looked normal, so she would indeed keep her eyes open. As her gaze returned back to her kinsmen, she furrowed her brow as she saw Naruko speak with Hitotsu before they shot open as he stuck his tongue out at her. Placing her hands on her hips much like a mother would who was scolding a child, Catrina pointed at the older thief and scolded him with the first thing that came to mind. "Big brother, you should know better. Never stick your tongue out at anyone unless you plan on using it." She said in a voice that mocked an offended overtone. She honestly couldn't care less but she wanted to tease the man once more before they went their separate ways. She was to travel to the glaciers. She figured she should figure out which group she'd be in then. Maybe she'd even be able to make some friends. She doubted it though.

Just as that thought came to pass, Catrina heard a female voice that boomed with power and commanded authority. The red head seemed to make about as much of a scene coming in as Catrina had herself, however they did it in two different ways. Catrina was a little more entertaining than this woman. Judging by the way she was dressed and how she carried herself she must be the leader of the warriors who had been missing. Catrina wrinkled her nose, showing the distaste she had for this particular woman before she started to speak with all the other warriors. Catrina wasn't looking forward to dealing with any of them. They were sticks in the mud. The lot of them. They never wanted to play with her. She then eyed the warriors with a small frown as she crossed her arms over her chest while the red headed woman told everyone who of her clan would be in what group. Upon hearing that herself and some guy named Zander would be going to the Glaciers with her, Catrina visibly cringed. She didn't like warriors and this woman already had proven that she was most likely a self-righteous, overly serious, stinky head. Letting out a heavy sigh, Catrina looked back at the two she had been standing with before offering up a happy smile. "Well now, let the games begin, good luck, happy hunting, and try not to die. I wanna see you all when we acquire the cursed sword." And with that, Catrina gracefully turned on her heels and walked toward the red haired woman where she could already see some people head over to where her group would be.

Catrina eyed each person for a moment as she walked with a bit of a sway to her hips. A natural occurrence after dancing for so long. She smiled brightly, albeit a fake smile, as she listened to those who introduced themselves. She was in no rush to introduce herself. She had a feeling everyone there knew that she was a thief and a damn good one at that. She also figured that quite a few of them would not like her. It was a pity really. She figured that she could be a lot of fun if they would allow her to be. Then again, she wouldn't care if they wanted to play or not. If she got bored, Catrina would probably try to play or have some fun with whomever was closest at the time. She then smiled as she took a small bow to introduce herself, before she took the initiative to speak. "Good day ladies and gents, name's Kit Cat, or Catrina, if you will. Dancer and Thief extraordinaire. I see oh so many dull, bland, and serious faces, hopefully by the time this whole thing is over they can at least be eased a little out of such seriousness." She said with a flourish as she straightened up and folded her hands behind her back as she waited patiently. She wanted to get this stupid thing done and over with so that she wouldn't have to deal with these people anymore and not have to play nice. Then again, they did have a peace treaty now and she wondered just how far she could stretch their patience. Oh what fun was to be had there.


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Naruko's face had only turned more red as she giggled once his hands ran over her skin, stating that his touch tickled. In a strange way, he was proud that he could make her feel ticklish before she playfully pushed his hand away. Naruko had shifted his hand back to his side, listening to the girl speak about how she had shoes all around town and could handle herself. Naruko had only simply nodded, agreeing. He knew the girl was capable of handling her own but that surely wouldn't stop him from worrying about her. Though Naruko was a tad startled when Cat had gotten on her toes to touch his head while touching hers as well. "Wha-" he had instantly silenced himself, letting the cold hands, add a little chill to his body. "Are you feeling alright? Your face is bright bright red, but you're not running a fever. You're not getting sick are you, Naru-kun?" His face had gotten deeper red and he had grown speechless and his heart was pounding. He had gotten quite flustered over the most simple things when it came to Cat. "Mama-sama, Naur-kun's getting sick I think. Does he really need to take part in this? I mean, I could take his place and join your group if need be. We don't want anyone getting sick or anything here, right?" He watched as she dismissed her hand and turned her attention else where. He had stayed silent, finding no words come to mouth. What could he possibly say? He didn't want to lie to her, nor did he want to expose his feelings, so he had only stayed quiet.

"She's a bugger, this one. Be careful of where ya tread." Naruko's eyes had widened at the words of Hitotsu. "Wait, you've got it wron-" Hitotsu was already off to his group. The man was surely a pain in the a** but Naruko wouldn't say anything once again. He'd let his eyes do everything for him. At the thought, a woman with red hair had barged in the room, showing her arrival. If it wasn't obvious enough to everyone, the woman had been the warrior leader. Late just as her comrades. Naruko had watched everything with her take place. She was surely something else. He was glad he wouldn't have to work along with them. They had some pretty frightening women in that group. "Well now, let the games begin, good luck, happy hunting, and try not to die. I wanna see you all when we acquire the cursed sword." Naruko had watched Cat begin to leave, almost forgetting that she had been assigned to that group. Things would most certainly get ugly and Naruko wouldn't be there to experience it. "Farewell and do well on your journey." he had managed to say before a huff of breath escaped his mouth. He felt suffocated in her presence. He felt as every action would be examined by her glorious eyes. There goes the blush again.

He than heard a voice come from behind. He turned to meet the gaze of the Assassin that would be part of his group. Naruko had remembered her face from earlier. Had bumped into her by accident and made her fall into the freezing, cold snow. He just hoped that she didn't remember that. He didn't want any unneeded hostility in the group. It had grown silent in the group but than the Assassin woman had spoken up against. She had apologized for earlier and had introduced herself before she asked who he was and if he'd be joining them. Naruko had noticed the hint of sarcasm in her voice but Naruko wouldn't falter at all. Letting his hand slip into the hand of the woman's and grasping a firm hold of it, Naruko had let out a blank smile.
"I'm Naurko Takaeda and it is surely my apologies for running into you. I truly meant it when I said sorry before." he said calmly before retrieving his hand back to his side. "And yes, I am joining you on this journey. This is my leader Dulce and she shall be leading us. We are still waiting for the Ninja and Warrior to join us. It seems we are to have a man named Sidren from the warriors and a woman name Vineta from the Ninjas will be the ones joining us, along with the villagers." he spoke out. Usually not speaking as much but being around Cat had often changed his mood, though he knew it was only a matter of time before he went silent again. He wasn't looking forward to the journey at all. Traveling through the muddy rain forest and running into wild beast. Didn't sound pleasant to him at all. "Do you work well with the forest?" Naruko couldn't help but question. Just than one of his comrades had finally joined. Sidren, he believed. The man had only made a gesture to inform them that he was ready. Naruko simply nodded as he watched the man go into his corner. Naruko liked them better when they were the quiet type. He had almost forgotten his two other comrades, the villagers. Whistling, that was his sign for the woman named Anara and the man named Ryuto to join for their departure.


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Zagam
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There is a difference between caution and paranoia, never doubt any possibility.

The fake-magician payed no mind the warrior, knowing that she was following him. His eyes were on Shingo, seeing that the ninja will be leading the way. The assassin leader was already heading out right after Shingo. His gaze fell upon Alondra, his eye contact being the only form of farewell. He tuned everything out, except the presence of those around him. He ignored Misia's cheerful attitude, Celeste's cold attitude to Hitotsu, and the thief's womanizing behavior. Zagam pictured the male suffering in the desert now by being surrounded by women and would be digging his grave by flirting constantly. He felt sorry for the man, the red butterfly would be toying him easily.

Zagam's single royal blue eye fell upon Alondra, bidding her farewell with a nod. The assassin was silently happy that his last member arrived on time and received orders before he left himself. Relief swallowed the male as he continued descending down the steps before exiting the imperial court. He wanted to get out of here and fast. His eye scanned the figures standing on the outside walls of the imperial court: the gladiator, a female ninja, and his assassin. The fake-magician averted his gaze before he pausing in his tracks to face Shingo. 'Where do I even begin?'

The assassin leader crossed his arms over his chest, letting out a huff. "Shall we gather supplies, rest at an inn, and discuss strategy before we head off to the blistering heat?" Zagam's sarcastic side was showing. He mentally cursed himself. He was getting a bit comfortable with this. The only thing that could explain this was his little day dream earlier. 'A good book while perched by a kindling fire sounds good...' The fake-magician wished he could do that right now. Hopefully, he would get to do that soon at the inn after venturing around the town for literature on the desert. 'Let us hope that we can all survive this and return home in one piece...'

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Hildegarde Titania Alexandrea
Leader of the Warriors
No matter how strong you are, you cannot do everything alone.


Hildegarde's mismatched eyes observed an assassin leaving the room. 'That's the last of them.' Her eyes fell upon the woman who introduced herself as Catrina, thief extraordinaire. The scarlet haired woman mentally cringed at the thought of working with a thief, but she'll put that aside. She'll put a blind eye at the girl's thieving, as long as it doesn't jeopardize the mission. She brushed off her teasing, seeing that was just how she is. In truth, Hildegarde was a bit wary. With those thoughts aside, the warrior nodded her head at the thief. She was thinking of the bright side, "It's nice to know that my team is consisted of strong women." The female warrior was being honest. The only thing she liked about this team was how it mainly consisted of women. There were only two men, but still the odds were far better in their favor.

A small smile crept on the scarlet-haired warriors face before she cleared her throat to make the curve line vanish from her face. "Well, let's head off." Hildegarde's armor clinked and clanked as she marched out of the imperial court after gesturing to Zander to follow. She shivered as the cold nipped her skin before a huff escaped her lips. She inhaled a deep breath, getting rid of her nerves before joining the small pond of reserved people. 'This will be tougher than I thought.' Her eyes fell upon the gladiator then to the ninja, and finally the assassin.

The scarlet-haired warrior squeezed the map in her hands before digging it between chest plate and shirt. Her mismatched eyes fell upon the horizon to see the town near by. "Before we begin our journey, I would like to know everyone's names. You all heard mine, but do not be afraid to call me Hilda. I understand if you wish to keep to yourselves, but make an exception and tell us your names. I rather address you by a name you prefer instead of shouting after you with 'hey' or 'you.'" A small smile appeared on Hildegarde's face. She was sincere and kind. It was in her nature, and she did care of others like a mother or sister.

"Bare in mind that this team does not have a leader. If any of you wish to take charge, I do not mind as long as you can handle the responsibility. However, as soon as I see your actions jeopardizing our lives, I will take charge." Hildegarde gazed at everyone, sending them a silent warning. She wasn't pointing fingers and she wasn't picking at anyone. "To be honest, I do not care about most of you, but your comrades do. I cannot promise that I can save you all, but I will do my best to make sure you can return home back to your loved ones."

There she goes, Hildegarde's kind side showing again. It will not matter to her if they decline it or not. It only mattered to the scarlet-haired warrior. Her mentor brought her up like this. He told her to use her strength for others and not only for herself, but that didn't mean she will let a stranger walk all over her and take advantage of her kindness. It also meant that Hildegarde wouldn't be there to babysit everyone. She will only step in, when she finds it necessary or when they ask for her assistance. Nothing more and nothing less.

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The sound of footsteps had easily caught the ears of Anisa. Holding her position on the wall with her arms firmly crossed around her chest, she only let her head shift a little to look at the person who had followed her from out of the meeting room. A female. Black hair. Ninja gear. Ninja. The girl had stayed quiet. Anisa didn't mind it at all. She liked females better when they kept there mouths shut for it saved her the trouble of shutting it for them. High pitch voices always seemed to irritate her. Though her positioning outside had remained quiet. Nasus, the Ninja and herself were all quiet. Only the sound of exhalation could be heard. Anisa's eyes were imperceptibly watching the snow, for her hair had played a role of keeping the multicolored eyes hidden. She had a feeling that the trip would be interminable. Everyone was already taking long enough. Soon a hooded man had came out next. Assassin? It seemed they didn't do their profession well of hiding who they were, if it was easy enough to guess of which clan he belonged to. She had expected the man to walk past her or grab a spot in an empty space to be alone, like everyone else out there but he had only stopped a few feet away from her, causing her head to lift, meeting with his multicolored eyes. It was quite a strange looking pair of eyes. The single crimson eye had a threatening look as if it would dismantle her entire body and the boy was no leader, so she was only curious as to how his eyes had turned out that way but Anisa held her tongue, it was none of her business.

"Anisa?" He knew her name. Good start. She wasn't fond of people approaching her and making conversation without even knowing her name. A nod was given as confirmation. "I AK Drake the Assassin. I've been told that you are a part of my new team. Would you fill me in on true plans?" True plans? He made it seem as if it was a secret mission of the sort or was he unaware of them going to obtain the Cursed Sword? Though before she could even question it, the group headed to the desert had came out. An ache of of annoyance had clung to her but she had to hold her equanimity. "Well it seems our comrades should be arriving soon. Perhaps we should hold this conversation until than." she spoke, closing her eyes. The Assassin leader had begun speaking to his group. Couldn't they do it somewhere else? She most certainly didn't gave a damn about their strategy. She wouldn't be joining them, so why would she care? Just as things didn't seem crowded enough, Hildegarde had came out with the rest of the members. A groan happened to escape her mouth as the loud woman began to speak. "Before we begin our journey, I would like to know everyone's names. You all heard mine, but do not be afraid to call me Hilda. I understand if you wish to keep to yourselves, but make an exception and tell us your names. I rather address you by a name you prefer instead of shouting after you with 'hey' or 'you.'" Atleast they had something in common. Addressing her out of her name didn't work well. Though the rest of the words she spoke, Anisa had felt were unimportant but there was something she needed to do before the whole introduction thing would take place.

Pushing herself off the wall and letting slim figure stand bold, she cleared her throat a bit.
"Well before you get into everything, wouldn't you feel it's wise to first move away from another group that is getting their strategy together. We'll all just be talking over each other like ravaging animals. Not something I'm into. I'm Anisa Lapoz, A gladiator." She had kept a stern facial expression as she turned away from the group and started to walk away, though she stopped when she wasn't too far. "I take it you clans know how to multitask of walking and talking. Saves time out of my life. Don't want to be here any longer than any of you do." she stared at them a bit but than turned away once again, continuing to walk. Her tone of speaking to them was as she spoke to almost everyone. She spoke down to them as if they were nothing but insects. Her footsteps had left indents in the snow from her steal boots. Her body was coated by the coldness of the weather. She was most certainly not dressed for the mission. She'd need to buy new clothing, for the Glaciers were said to turn people into 'an instant ice sculpture'. Though that was over exaggerating, she was not one who believed in taking risk when it came to weather. Discarding her thoughts, she was planning on walking the entire way alone if her comrades didn't catch up. The idea didn't seem bad to her at all. She also felt that coming up with a plan with the group would be unneeded. Anisa never planned, for the unexpected always happens. She just keeps necessary facts in mind and she'll do just fine on her own. She just hoped if they decided to tag along with her, they'd be able to keep up with her own skills.
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                                                                    Backtrack. Good byes felt unnecessary as the room of people were abandoned. Shingo and Misa were internally acknowledged but perhaps it had not been good enough. However, without verbal interaction between the three she'd figure they'd been on similar wave lengths in understanding that each person could handle themselves. Or perhaps, Shinju was alone in the belief that 'good bye' was a means of ushering someone to failure and the understanding they wouldn't be seen again. She'd be sans the negative thought that returning wasn't an option. Unless they fouled up Shinju expected to see the squirrel like Misa and turtle-ish Shingo again. Misa's zealous wave and farewell would not fall on deaf ears.

                                                                    Current company. This broad looking woman, who'd previously squawked like an overbearing buffoon, held her tongue upon approach. At least she'd been obedient enough to read body language and keep to herself...well..that was until more wandered slowly out of the building. Unfamiliar males took to their posts and one even stopped to announce he'd been apart of their little ragtag posse. Shinju wondered if he phased out during the meeting as he appeared to be unaware of their purpose. To be completely honest, she'd even activated selective hearing when it came to the details. So a repeat from someone might be worthwhile but not completely necessary. Thoughts traveled down the path that he might be looking for their first course of action but she'd figure it to be obvious ; get there.

                                                                    Dark eyes shifted towards two more group members as they approached...an overly delighted woman and the red-head from before. The continue in introductions made Shinju exhale out of annoyance and further coax a brow to twitch as the thick headed Anisa spouted off demands of separation from the other groups like she'd be unable to mind her own business if they hadn't moved away. If this woman couldn't manage a conversation in the presence of several people, she'd no business attempting to sway others to think the same. Shinju kept her position as only being an ear shot away, unless the brute planned on whispering like some child, she'd be able to hear them just fine. " Am I mistaken or wasn't a roster included in this group making process? " A rather standoffish way of saying... her name wasn't a mystery or people could get over the fact that she wasn't going to shake hands with each person and re-introduce previously given information.

                                                                    Contradictory. These women spouted off apathy about others lives but made a fuss about wanting to know names. Typical women. None of these people were selected to be each other's watchers so expressing false emotion or obligatory creeds was a waste of breath. Within moments she'd been given a personality run down without conversing with these women. A gladiator who'd been self absorbed to even learn how to control verbal vomit. A warrior who played on the emotions of others but refused to accept responsibility. An assassin who seemed all too timid among-st a group of women who appeared to be overloaded on testosterone. And a thief who felt that being cheerful was the cure all to setting the tone for their little adventure. Doomed. Not a single one of these individuals would do anything short of saving themselves.

                                                                    Shinju tempted to visually located Shingo the moment he'd stepped outside and into view. Hoping only to scorn him visually with a disapproving glare. She had no plans to die but something told her she'd be put in to more than one situation that might bring death close. Movement came only when it appeared as though they'd be getting a move on. However the egotistical wanted to claim it was due to their natural leadership or something ignorant such as silent obedience, Shinju would raise no denial...as it'd only bring about barbaric squawking from someone who'd done too much already. With no unwritten vow to protect these people, she wouldn't pretend to care and she wouldn't spill some ridiculous non-sense about taking care of herself. What she'd done for herself and for others would come in due time and that would be good enough for them.







                                                                    outofconfidence: la la la〗
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"A good death is by the better man's hand"

Second member of warrior's

Zander Rokk Praytorian watched the procedings of the treaty room, Now that everything was decided, The room was busy with activity as all three groups were planning on leaving very soon. His group apparently was meeting outside, probably so they could just get going.

Zander was going to stay still though, but Hildegarde had apparently found the need to stay in the room, and wait overwith, so she had motioned him outside. He had to wait for the assasin's and theives party, to leave as they had gotten ahead of him. He had waited patiently for the last of the group to leave, and then headed out himself.

When he had reached the outdoors, His skin had felt the familiar sting of ice against skin as the snow was still coming down. s**t... I forgot it was snowing again He thought. He had made sure to keep his hands from making expressions, such as rubbing his hands, or crossing his arms, that would show that he was cold. He was going to make himself present as strong. Watching the characters moving he decided to step up right next to Anisa. Upon hearing Hildegarde annouce that they should state their name. "My Name's Zander Rokk Praytorian." He stated loud enough so everyone present could hear him. He had looked around the group they had such an odd group. He had watched the girl named cat with hatred. He really didn't want to be in a group with a theif, especially one that was as skilled as she was.
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Hildegarde Titania Alexandrea
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No matter how strong you are, you cannot do everything alone.


The scarlet-haired warrior nodded her head at Anisa introducing herself. She was inwardly happy with herself that she recognized her as a gladiator, wouldn't want to get something like that mixed up, especially for someone like her. She nodded her head at everyone else, seeing that their names were given earlier. 'Good, I don't have to worry about calling people the wrong thing...' Her mismatched fell upon each of them, making mental notes of who is who, along with which clan they belonged to.

The warrior noticed Zander keeping an eye on Catrina. She locked her eyes with his, giving him a silent warning that he should not do anything out of line. Her eyes flew back to Anisa's back, seeing that she wasn't dressed for this mission either. However, she was silently angry at her. The way she talked, it was obvious that she saw them as insects. Hildegarde will let it slide, as long as it is nothing to make the scarlet-haired warrior point her blade at Anisa. The woman glanced at the other members before turning back to the space in front of her.

Hildegarde was silent until they were a few feet away from the other members. "Getting out of the cold is priority. Once we have a comfortable place to spend the night, we can discuss strategy." The warriors mismatched eyes noticed the gladiator's armor. She was impressed by the metal work, but she threw those thoughts aside. Now wasn't the time for that. "Traveling to the glaciers will take us a week and who knows how long we're going to take in searching for the sword."

Mismatched eyes glanced at Anisa from the corner of her eye before averting elsewhere. She could something in the distance, but her eyes were having difficulty making it out. It was the city correct? The blasted blizzard wasn't making it easy for them, making Hilda take a mental note of buying goggles to shield her eyes from the ice and snow, along with a lot of other things. 'We might need grappling hooks, rope, knives...the list is endless...'

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                                            The few people around him was barely done talking when he got a bit tired and angry at them. "The only smart thing I've heard so far is getting away from here but the rest is only spoken by spoiled children. I shouldn't be in the need to remind you that this is no vacation but a job. Do you think that we will be staying at a inn through out this? No. We are staying outside where there is less opportunity to track us. The ninja should know about this." He said with a irritated voice, making extra pressure on 'ninja' to make sure that Fuji understood the hate he held towards her kind, before he started walking. "I wouldn't like to take the leading of this team but it seems to be a need since the rest of you seems to be a bunch of idiots, to put it nicely." He growled, but had been listening to the other groups around them - where they idiots too? If they were talking freely of their plans then they must have had a serious wish to be found by the others. Staying at inns were only for the weak and with a thief's skills then the information needed about the other groups could easily be gathered - which was a bad thing. "Either will I take the time learning your names and don't expect me to be polite. I've already spoken more to you then I have spoken the past week, this is going to be a long and painful journey." He said before stopping and turning back towards the others, the hood still covering his appearance and making it harder to see his red eye, though the blue one almost gleamed from the small amount of light that hit it.

                                            "The plans for our group will be simple so even the most stupid of you should be able to understand it. Just follow me for now and I will make sure everything is in place for this journey. And I really hope that all of you were smart enough to get ready for it before you met up here? I was ready to leave this place before I got here, I got all the necessary tools for myself, do you? As we walk to safer places I will fill in your jobs for this journey as well." Once done speaking then the assassin turned on his heels once more before walking towards a safer place to talk.

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