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Trash Unicorn
Once she had split off on her own it almost felt lonely without the air of company from Zeph or Kin. It was a bad sign that maybe she was getting to dependent on them. She was sure the others were wrapped up in their own missions to be too concerned about missing her. Still she wished that one of them might be closer to her. A flush of worry ran over her for she was worried about both of them. Though Claire was usually against splitting the group up. Perhaps the years of the academy had warped her but Claire knew there were powers in numbers and power in groups. A group was so much stronger than a single person and maybe they were still a group that just branched out a bit but Claire was still worried about all the possibilities that could have gone wrong now they were split up. It would be so much easier to pick them all off if someone wanted. Claire had a feeling that the prophetess lady would totally be the kind to take advantage of a situation like this if she thought she could take out the guardians one by one. It wasn’t even like they were as hidden as they liked to believe. A lone dragon who didn’t speak that well was able to find them. It brought up more concerns for Claire.
But part of her knew it was just the way they were raised. She had lived a sheltered life where people stood together. She experienced the power of numbers and always had numbers to back her up. Always along side Angels had been Elves who were always growing. But what about Zeph and Kin? They were demidians and often times demidians did not have others to rely on. As far as Claire knew Zeph and Kin were no different and had at one point been abandoned by people they might have considered their kind. It was stories like their stories though that gave Claire the strength to want more for them and to want to make sure all demidians eventually got their own rights. But Claire also knew that if anyone knew how to survive alone it was Zeph and Kin and she shouldn’t doubt their plans. They were at times the wisest of the group and beyond their years. Inwardly Claire scolded herself for the selfishness that she felt for not trusting her friends more and their opinions. It was thoughts like those that really caused a group to crumble.
Brushing those thoughts away Claire focused on the task that Zeph had entrusted her while he dealt with the dragon. She made her way to the dock and looked around. For a moment she felt perhaps a pinch of self conscious without Zeph. It was obvious she didn’t really belong on the dock. It truly was more of Zeph’s scene. Maybe some of the people there thought they could take advantage of her. She was sure that she came off naïve enough around the dock’s men. The other thing that concerned her was the leers of men. She knew enough of what those meant but did her best to ignore them instead looking around for anyone that might look a bit more presentable. Claire was sure that the dock master himself was no upstanding citizen by any means of the word and behind any guise was just as seedy as the men in the bars but he would probably at least look the part of a normal citizen, if anything other than to please the authorities. However as she looked around the dock there was no one around that Claire really saw as reputable enough that she would consider a dock master. Just her luck.
What did catch her attention while she was around the dock area was a beautiful horse. Her eyes went wide slightly at the sight in amazement. There wasn’t a lot of horses in Lavcisca and there were even fewer horses in Skalla. Normally Claire’s transportation was flying so there was never any need for horses. Even though she was a flyer that didn’t mean Claire didn’t appreciate a horse when she saw one. Not being able to help herself she tentatively walked over to the horse. “Hello beautiful. What are you doing here all by yourself?” She greeted quietly and gently raised her hand and petted the horse’s long face and let hands run through the mane. She smiled more at the horse. Horses were such a rare treat for her. She wished she had something to give the horse like a small apple or something but she really wasn’t carrying much on her. For a moment Claire forgot about her mission and just relaxed a bit petting the horse. She knew she should be worrying about the dock master but she checked already and he wasn’t around. There was no harm in trying to pet the horse a little bit.
A voice pulled her away from the horse and Claire looked to and elven man, whom Claire could only assume was the owner of the horse. He was a fair-haired Elf that had a sense of purpose about him. It was weird though, spotting an Elf so deep in human territory, especially a lone Elf. He must have been on some sort of important mission, just like Claire was. She was sure that she struck the elf as odd as she looked fairly human with her angel markings covered by her long hair and her lack of Peacekeeper armor. Still it was nice to see an elf. Claire broke out into a smile. “Are they yours? They’re beautiful. I admit I have taken a fancy to your beautiful horse. I’m sorry if it seems a bit strange but we don’t have horses in Skalla and I’m never really in one area enough to be around them and appreciate them. I try to take my time when I’m able to.” She said stepping away from the horse and bowing slightly to the elf but keeping the easy going smile on her face the whole time that she spoke. “It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Claire.”
But part of her knew it was just the way they were raised. She had lived a sheltered life where people stood together. She experienced the power of numbers and always had numbers to back her up. Always along side Angels had been Elves who were always growing. But what about Zeph and Kin? They were demidians and often times demidians did not have others to rely on. As far as Claire knew Zeph and Kin were no different and had at one point been abandoned by people they might have considered their kind. It was stories like their stories though that gave Claire the strength to want more for them and to want to make sure all demidians eventually got their own rights. But Claire also knew that if anyone knew how to survive alone it was Zeph and Kin and she shouldn’t doubt their plans. They were at times the wisest of the group and beyond their years. Inwardly Claire scolded herself for the selfishness that she felt for not trusting her friends more and their opinions. It was thoughts like those that really caused a group to crumble.
Brushing those thoughts away Claire focused on the task that Zeph had entrusted her while he dealt with the dragon. She made her way to the dock and looked around. For a moment she felt perhaps a pinch of self conscious without Zeph. It was obvious she didn’t really belong on the dock. It truly was more of Zeph’s scene. Maybe some of the people there thought they could take advantage of her. She was sure that she came off naïve enough around the dock’s men. The other thing that concerned her was the leers of men. She knew enough of what those meant but did her best to ignore them instead looking around for anyone that might look a bit more presentable. Claire was sure that the dock master himself was no upstanding citizen by any means of the word and behind any guise was just as seedy as the men in the bars but he would probably at least look the part of a normal citizen, if anything other than to please the authorities. However as she looked around the dock there was no one around that Claire really saw as reputable enough that she would consider a dock master. Just her luck.
What did catch her attention while she was around the dock area was a beautiful horse. Her eyes went wide slightly at the sight in amazement. There wasn’t a lot of horses in Lavcisca and there were even fewer horses in Skalla. Normally Claire’s transportation was flying so there was never any need for horses. Even though she was a flyer that didn’t mean Claire didn’t appreciate a horse when she saw one. Not being able to help herself she tentatively walked over to the horse. “Hello beautiful. What are you doing here all by yourself?” She greeted quietly and gently raised her hand and petted the horse’s long face and let hands run through the mane. She smiled more at the horse. Horses were such a rare treat for her. She wished she had something to give the horse like a small apple or something but she really wasn’t carrying much on her. For a moment Claire forgot about her mission and just relaxed a bit petting the horse. She knew she should be worrying about the dock master but she checked already and he wasn’t around. There was no harm in trying to pet the horse a little bit.
A voice pulled her away from the horse and Claire looked to and elven man, whom Claire could only assume was the owner of the horse. He was a fair-haired Elf that had a sense of purpose about him. It was weird though, spotting an Elf so deep in human territory, especially a lone Elf. He must have been on some sort of important mission, just like Claire was. She was sure that she struck the elf as odd as she looked fairly human with her angel markings covered by her long hair and her lack of Peacekeeper armor. Still it was nice to see an elf. Claire broke out into a smile. “Are they yours? They’re beautiful. I admit I have taken a fancy to your beautiful horse. I’m sorry if it seems a bit strange but we don’t have horses in Skalla and I’m never really in one area enough to be around them and appreciate them. I try to take my time when I’m able to.” She said stepping away from the horse and bowing slightly to the elf but keeping the easy going smile on her face the whole time that she spoke. “It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Claire.”
◢ PARTY⋮ TELUMExxx◢ LOCATION⋮ LAVISCA, KORRINxxx◢ MOOD⋮ CONCERNEDxxx◢ HEALTH⋮ 100%
