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(girl, not trying to sound mean or nothing. but right now i am so bored im willing to do just about anything XD)

Chewie finished his drink and stood up from the table. He checked to see that the group following him was still at the bar, backs to him as he left and hoped none of them noticed his exit. He calmly made his way back towards the way he came in, still trying to avoid being noticed by the military in the area. As he walked back down the alley he entered from, he heard footsteps echoing off the buildings behind him. He slowly turned his head as he walked, and saw he had that same group following him, but they were moving faster now as he moved deeper into the alley.
 
     
 
He stopped just before he could climb the wall and turned around, looking at the group as they approached him. "Look guys, not meaning to start trouble. I just missed the place a bit wanted to visit again. That's all. I'm fixin to leave right now if yall will let me." He said, his hands resting on the hilts of his daggers, one under each arm. His arms crossed in order to conceal the weapons he had there. The group continued to approach him, seemingly more aggressive with each step as they approach.
     
 
     
 
 
 
 
(Alright,then.Continue as you please.But one question --- it still night there?)
 
 
 
 
     
 
 
(yep yep. 2143 where i live. and ima make this fast XP)

The closest man stepped forward first, bring his fist down on Chewie's head. Chewie drew both daggers and blocked the blow with one forearm. His other hand swiftly cutting across the man's rib cage with the blade. The man grunted and jumped back gripping at his side as the rest of the group jumped towards Chewie. Chewie quickly turned and ran up the wall, using the daggers as extra grip by stabbing them into the wall. As he climbed, the group threw garbage and rocks up at him in an attempt to knock him down, but to no avail. When he got over the wall, the sleeping guard was now awakened by the commotion below. Chewie quickly charge the gaurd, taking him over the wall him and stabbing him as they fell down the other side. They landed with a loud thump, and after a moment taken to catch his breath, he stole a horse from outside the walls and rode as fast as he could back to Sang-Ton.
     
 
     
 
 
 
 
Beauty without virtue...



|}{| Eleanor Windsoria |}{|


Eleanor awoke instantly from her sleep.Nothing really happened,she just awoke as if hearing a loud but distant sound.Taking a deep breath,she rubbed her eye and stepped out of bed.Walking out onto the balcony,she sat on the rock-carved railing,looking at the garden and the main entrance not so far away.After a few moments of constant staring,she felt that she wanted to go to the flower fields again,so she hurried back inside and changed into a light blue dress which she would use when no one was around.It still had roses and a few frills on it even though it only reached her knees.

Walking silently with her straw hat in hand,Eleanor made it through the halls and went out from the back of the palace.The fields were over the wall that separated the town of Sang-Ton from it's palace,but there was a small hole behind a rose bush in which she and Ceci had discovered as kids,so she went out through there.A few minutes after,she was in a lush field of flowers,illuminated by the moonlight.Her heart jumped at the sight of the posies and Eleanor twirled around slowly,her light dress spinning as well.Unfortunately,her hat was taken by the wind,and she followed it into a small forest to catch it.As she finally caught it in mid-air,she bumped into someone on a horse.Falling back,she rubbed her head which awfully hurt and glared at the man.

"Pardon me,sir.But why is it that you are travelling at a time of the night like this?And not to mention so recklessly."Eleanor stood up limping a little as she said this,saying the last word with great annoyance.



...is like a rose without scent.
 
 
 
 
     
 
 
He woke up to the sound of a thud and a woman's voice talking to someone on a horse. He looked down with droopy eyes at her and realized it was he she spoke to. He climbed down off the horse and tried to offer her help as she stood back. "My apologies ma'am. I was riding back from an old home of mine, I guess I drifted into a sleep on the way back. However, I might say that it does take two to tango. Perhaps if you were paying attention to the 6 and half foot horse, you wouldn't have bumped into it?" He said with a slight attitude, but also some sarcasm in his tone. He noted her slight limp and raised an eyebrow a little. "Do you need any help somewhere?"
     
 
     
 
 
 
 
Beauty without virtue...



|}{| Eleanor Windsoria |}{|


Eleanor opened her mouth a little to say something as he mentioned the possibility of them not bumping into each other if she noticed his horse,but she shut it and bit her lip.This man was rather different from the others who wouldn't dare to speak back to her.As he offered her help and saw him looking at her leg,she grabbed her hat and turned around quickly.

"I shall manage on my--"

Before even finishing her sentence,Eleanor fell to the ground.Wincing and cursing at herself,she held the leg that hurt and pouted.She was stubborn and hard-headed,just like her father.




...is like a rose without scent.
 
 
 
 
     
 
 
He grinned and shook his head a little before moving in front of her and kneeling down. "You shall be cleaning your floors with that dress as you pull yourself along if you don't allow that leg some slack." He said, still grinning a slight bit at her stubbornness. He again offered her a hand to help her up. "Help doesn't ever necessarily mean one is weak. Simply means that one is smart enough to accept help when they need it." He said, looking from the sky down to her. "Are you willing to accept?"
     
 
     
 
 
 
 
Beauty without virtue...



|}{| Eleanor Windsoria |}{|


Eleanor just looked at his hand for a while.Sighing,she placed her hand reluctantly on his,then slowly tried to stand up.As he helped her,she looked at him,but turned away quickly,a slight warmness filling her cheeks.Who is this stranger?,she thought.



...is like a rose without scent.
 
 
 
 
     
 
 
He helped her up, noticing that she was stubborn towards the help all the way through. As she turned turned away from him, He gently pulled on her hand and released it. Sort of an unspoken follow me request as he moved towards the horse again. "Not to seem rude, but I think your best bet right now would be to ride on the horse. Unless of course you enjoy getting close and personal with the ground." He said as he gripped the reins of the horse and gently pet at his head.
     
 
     
 
 
 
 
Beauty without virtue...



|}{| Eleanor Windsoria |}{|


Eleanor couldn't help but smile a little.She had to admit,he did have a sense of humour.Shaking her head,she walked slowly towards him.

"That is something I would never wish to do,so I gladly accept your offer."

She reached the horse and ran her fingers along its mane.She was fond of horses,and as a matter of fact,owned a white mare which was a gift from a 'candidate' which her father selected.She loved the horse,but not the candidate.

As she saw the horse was comfortable with her,she tried to get up on it.Tried,and failed.Her bruised leg was simply not helping.Feeling the man's gaze on her,and probably thought he found her stubbornness amusing,she stopped her efforts to get on the horse but did not turn around to show her beet red face as she spoke.

"It seems..."

She paused as she cleared her small and some would say,adorable,voice.

"...that I am in need of your assistance...again."



...is like a rose without scent.
 
 
 
 
     
 
 
(Noticed that Teruko person doesn't post confused )
     


Uh-oh,here we are - The Three Mischief Makers.We can't be the Three Musketeers because we're not middle aged,have beards and do good.
(And plus,those two on my left and right would shove a SPORK into my eye)
There'll be more soon=D
((Sorry all,I'm not exactly sure where everything is,I know the era is medieval,but would it be acceptable if my character smoked cigarette?))

Vladimir


He slowly ran a hand through his hair and looked around slowly"Interesting places and people I see,but nothing to eat...too bad"He shrugged slightly and began to walk about the towns people,looking over everyone carefully"Hmm,he doesn't seem to be around...good"He smirked and slid a hand into his pocket pulling out a small white card with names written on it".....I don't know any of these names"He sighed heavily and slid the card back into his pocket"Excuse me,do you know where I may find some food?"He asked casually to a passing villager,he nodded and smiled once they replied"Thank you"He turned and began to walk again,towards a small food market
 
     
 
Chewie laughed at her on the inside, but tried not to show it on the outside. He walked around to the other side of the horse where she was and paused a moment. He sighed and said, "Forgive if this a little....much I guess the appropriate term would be." He said, unsure of the actual term he was looking for. He placed a hand on each of her hips and lifted her up, helping her onto the saddle. Once she seemed to be up there comfortably, he walked to back to his side of the horse so he wouldn't be seeing up her dress. "May I know why you were out this late?" He asked, remembering she jumped on him for being out late when she was herself.
     
Vladimir Shrodaka
((Sorry all,I'm not exactly sure where everything is,I know the era is medieval,but would it be acceptable if my character smoked cigarette?))

Vladimir


He slowly ran a hand through his hair and looked around slowly"Interesting places and people I see,but nothing to eat...too bad"He shrugged slightly and began to walk about the towns people,looking over everyone carefully"Hmm,he doesn't seem to be around...good"He smirked and slid a hand into his pocket pulling out a small white card with names written on it".....I don't know any of these names"He sighed heavily and slid the card back into his pocket"Excuse me,do you know where I may find some food?"He asked casually to a passing villager,he nodded and smiled once they replied"Thank you"He turned and began to walk again,towards a small food market


((i'd prefer if you didn't....im ry but I really don't want anything really modern in this rp, well except for the speaking. THat's kinda hard not to be modern in...))

Teresa soon walked inside the market place and walked up to one of the men working there, but when she asked if he was hiring he told her no. Everywhere she went it eemed like people wer elooking for hire but didn't want her to work with them. SHe growled under her breath then walked up to a post and saw that she had been blacklisted. Her hands balled up into fists. She was going to have to have a talk with Xuan and figure out why she had been black listed, because there was no way he would know she was a spy. HSe hadn't even begun to work yet and was just trying to find a job to hold her over until she began to look for the artifact.
 
     
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