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 Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2014 6:34 pm
This large opening in the middle of the city is normally used for Witch Masses. However, it is also a popular hangout spot for witches and a place to meet up.
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Posted: Sat Sep 20, 2014 5:18 pm
Shyra Brooklyne ♪Witch of Music♪ ❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈  People all look pitifully at me,
When the cheery music ends.
They click their tongue and toss a coin.
Their eyes are filled with compassion and pity.
❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋ Quiet music echoed through the darkened streets of the witch's realm, announcing the presence of the young witch before she stepped into the courtyard. The source of the music immediately became clear, as she held a flute to her lips. Though her eyes were open, they were focused on nothing and had a slightly glassy look to them. She was obviously blind, yet her steps were quick and confident. She was almost skipping. This would seem strange for most people, but not for this girl. Her name was Shyra. Her appearing in the witch's realm was very rare these days.. Normally, she would never come here unless she had a reason to, but this time she was just feeling slightly homesick, which was what prompted this visit. Suddenly, the music stopped as she lowered her flute to her side as she walked to one archway. She sat down with her back to the wall, folding her legs under her and then leaning back slightly. The flute was placed on her lap with her hands. Though she saw nothing, the girl's eyes seemed to follow any nearby movements. Her world might be full of blackness, but listening to her own music had given her a clear picture of what her surroundings looked like and other sounds told her when something was close. ❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋
Things like dreams and freedom
Are just delusions of fairy tails.
Let's stop our playing now,
There's so much left for us to do.
❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈ ((Sorry for the lousy post, but feeling kinda down...))
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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2014 12:44 pm
  Female/I look 19/ Single__________________________________Nat stepped out of her house, walking through the streets quietly before reaching her destination. The beautiful courtyard of the realm which her family had helped maintain before they separated. She smiled, plucking a daisy from its home and smelling its light scent.
Looking around, she noticed a blonde girl in the area. She cocked her head to the side, somewhat curious as she had never seen this particular girl before. "Who is this..." she mumbled, before deciding to slowly make her way over to the girl. She was rather pretty, but she had deep black eyes... Strange, she thought to herself before shutting her thoughts off and introducing herself to the girl. "It's a nice view, isn't it?" she asked her, taking a seat a few feet away from her.__________________________________
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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2014 1:53 pm
Shyra Brooklyne ♪Witch of Music♪ ❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈ People all look pitifully at me,
When the cheery music ends.
They click their tongue and toss a coin.
Their eyes are filled with compassion and pity.
❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋ Shyra tilted her head back slightly, almost like she was looking up. For a while, she heard nothing to indicate the presence of another, but soon enough that changed. Footsteps entered the courtyard to her left. She turned her head in the direction they had come from.. They had been so quiet, most people probably wouldn't have noticed them, but her life was made of listening, so her ears were better than a normal person's. She heard quiet words, but didn't quite catch what was said.. Only that the voice was female, which was to be expected. Most of the people here were witches, after all. The footsteps approached her and stopped with some distance still between, then she heard a rustling sound, like someone sitting.. At the same time as a question was asked of her. She laughed softly, an amused smile tugging at her lips as she responded, "I suppose it must be for some." That question had confirmed it. She was talking to another girl.. One who apparently didn't know she was blind, but that was an easy mistake for anyone to make. It happened a lot. ❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋
Things like dreams and freedom
Are just delusions of fairy tails.
Let's stop our playing now,
There's so much left for us to do.
❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2014 5:50 pm
Female/I look 19/ Single__________________________________Nat smiled at the girl, only then realizing from the girls earlier comment that she could not see. Her face turned a slight pink from her embarrassment, "Ah, I didn't know..." she chuckled, scratching her head a bit. Nat looked forward, her eyes focusing on a woman she could see walking in the streets. "It hasn't been very active since the last big fight...." she softly spoke, referring to the defeat of Asura. Nat herself had done her best to stay out of any of the fighting, even finding retreat in the wonderful city of Paris in hopes of completely avoiding it. That plan had of course failed, and Nat gained a light scar on her upper thigh. No one would know that, of course, except the man that gave it to her. Sadly, he didn't last long in the world for she had to kill him soon after he gave her the wound. Nat sighed, thinking about all of the friends she lost in the fight for control. She had lost her best friend, Mayleen. Maybe this girl would know of her? she thought quietly to herself before returning her attention back over to the girl, keeping her question for later.__________________________________ OOC: Sorry it took so long, I've been doing a lot of schoolwork.
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2014 8:26 pm
Shyra Brooklyne ♪Witch of Music♪ ❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈ People all look pitifully at me,
When the cheery music ends.
They click their tongue and toss a coin.
Their eyes are filled with compassion and pity.
❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋ Shyra smiled slightly as the other female suddenly seemed to realize that she was blind. She just nodded cheerfully as she quietly spoke. "It's takes a minute, doesn't it?" She didn't seem at all disturbed. Quite the opposite, actually. She was amused. It always seemed funny for her, the way people reacted when they realized she was blind. She slowly blinked and tilted her head in the direction of the other girl, then shrugged. "I only heard rumors about that, but I did notice it seems unusually empty here." She was one of those that had avoided the conflict. She had succeeded too. After all, who would hit a musician girl? Especially one that was blind. She had been more than happy to pose as a simple travelling entertainer during that. Then again, that was what she really was. She absentmindedly rubbed one finger over the smooth surface of her flute as she stared blankly in the direction of the girl she was talking to. Suddenly she stopped and sat up straight, while asking with obvious curiosity, "Has so much changed?" ❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋
Things like dreams and freedom
Are just delusions of fairy tails.
Let's stop our playing now,
There's so much left for us to do.
❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2014 4:41 pm
Female/I look 19/ Single__________________________________Nat sighed softly, nodding like she normally would before realizing she would have to actually tell her. "Yes, a lot has changed." Her mind having quick flashes back to the fights she had seen and the ones herself had been forced to be in. "We lost a lot of sisters, even a few brothers...My friend Mayleen was one of them..." she softly spoke on, a sad smile forming on her face. "She was one of the ones that had worked along or well, she supported Arachne. She wasn't liked very much around here..." she went on, remembering Mayleen's sweet smile and her curly pink hair that always bounced whenever she would walk. Smiling a bit more, she began to continue her story. "But she was always the type to give a smile to anyone that seemed to need it, despite her obvious faults...she was a good one..." she mumbled, her mood slowly going back to a depressing mood as she had been killed earlier in the last year. It was a tiny fight that had involved a very enraged weapon and meister. They wanted their soul so they could become a death scythe. They of course succeeded in killing Mayleen, but had died in the process as well, making their efforts void. Removing the thoughts from her head, Nat smiled, leaning back a bit and stretching her hands behind her head. "All is better now, I think, though...I haven't seen a fight between any one for a while.." she stated, not thinking it smart to include the earlier fight with Reiklan, as it wasn't completely important.__________________________________ OOC:
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2014 8:57 pm
Alexander Heliborg Hell Child  The darkness.... A door opened near some random building and Alexander walked out " My my my so many brats this year." closing the door He pulled out his phone. " And being given the run around by this snake doesn't make things any better." He sighed knowing he was suppose to meet Masamune here so they could pair up for some annoying mission lady Medusa was putting him up to, though like always he shrugged it off and hoped he would at least get a chance to eat a limb or something. Looking around it seemed their was a few witches around they didn't seem to interest him much nor this gaudy setting. With nothing better to do he just leaned against a wall humming some old folk song. ...Its welling up inside me
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2014 5:40 am
Shyra Brooklyne ♪Witch of Music♪ ❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈ People all look pitifully at me,
When the cheery music ends.
They click their tongue and toss a coin.
Their eyes are filled with compassion and pity.
❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋ Shyra closed her sightless eyes as she heard the other girl sigh. She has a nice voice, at least. She thought to herself. Voices were all she had to know people by. That and what sound waves told her of their appearances. She stayed silent as she listened to the other recount some of the things that had happened. She had not lost any friends that she knew of in the last war, but she usually traveled enough that she only had acquaintances. People she knew vaguely, but had no real emotional attachment to. It was kinda lonely, but she was happy with her life now. She tilted her head slightly to one side, then opened her eyes to look at the girl sitting so close to her. "It's a shame she was claimed by the war.." Her voice was soft and slightly sympathetic, but mostly neutral. From what she remembered, Arachne was a witch that had created the demon weapons often used by meisters.. But that was about it, other than that she had started the war.
She lifted her flute out of her lap, considering the idea that she should lighten the mood by playing something.. Hearing the movement of the other witch, she almost seemed to look right at her. She slowly blinked, then a slight smile flitted across her face. "That is good.. I never much cared for too much conflict." Of course, that was only most of the time. Her head turned as she detected the sound of a door opening, then footsteps and.. A male voice? A look of slight confusion crossed her face as she registered his words. What do snakes have to do with anything? She pondered that for a moment, then dismissed the thought to some corner of her mind for later attention. She turned back to the other girl and held up her flute with a soft smile. "May I play to chase away the sadness?" It was only because she knew talking of the death of someone dear to one wasn't exactly a cheerful thing that she offered. ❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋
Things like dreams and freedom
Are just delusions of fairy tails.
Let's stop our playing now,
There's so much left for us to do.
❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2014 6:45 pm
Female/I look 19/ Single__________________________________Nat smiled at the girl and nodded. "Of course.." Nat propped up her legs onto the spot she was sitting, making herself comfortable, which wasn't quite hard from her catlike nature. It was rather easy for her to get comfortable in any area she was in. Listening softly, her cat ears perking up, she heard a door open and close followed by a light hum. 'I wonder who that is....' she thought to herself quietly before turning her direction back to the blonde girl sitting beside of her, only then realizing neither of them knew the others name. Nat had a horrible time introducing herself to others, but she decided she would need to as she would have to go back to her home soon. Reiklan should be returning soon and she would hate to make him wait. That and from what she's seen about his nature, he would definitely need some tending to. Smiling softly, she turned her attention back to the girl once more, patiently waiting for the music she would play.__________________________________ OOC:
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Posted: Fri Oct 10, 2014 7:36 pm
Alexander Heliborg Hell Child The darkness.... Alexander waited awhile before his phone rang ." Hmm.." He pulled it out and checked the name." Oh it him." It was a text message giving him his next mission. " Ehhh well guess I'm alone for awhile." he put his phone away and used his key to leave the courtyard. ( exits). ...Its welling up inside me
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Posted: Sun Oct 12, 2014 11:46 pm
Shyra Brooklyne ♪Witch of Music♪ ❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈ People all look pitifully at me,
When the cheery music ends.
They click their tongue and toss a coin.
Their eyes are filled with compassion and pity.
❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋ Shyra smiled again when the other girl agreed to let her play. Without saying anything to continue talking, she raised her flute to her lips and started to play a quiet, cheerful tune. No magic was involved except that which she used to hear the sound waves, but even still, her playing was flawless. With the amount of practice she had had, that was to be expected.. However, this time, she made up the tune as she went along. Sometimes she would do things like that but, sometimes, she would stick to a real song she knew. As she played, her eyes stared straight ahead while she quickly discovered what the one she had talked with looked like. So very catlike, she thought idly. She also noticed that the male she had heard earlier had left the courtyard, but dismissed that information as irrelevant. For now, her main focus was playing her flute to try to cheer up another girl. ❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋
Things like dreams and freedom
Are just delusions of fairy tails.
Let's stop our playing now,
There's so much left for us to do.
❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈ ((Sorry for the short post... ^^; Best I could come up with...))
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Posted: Mon Oct 13, 2014 6:38 pm
Female/I look 19/ Single__________________________________Nat sighed in happiness, as the music lifted the weight and sadness off of her shoulders. She had never once in her long life heard someone play such beautiful music. It was amazing. Her heart had to be some kind of pure to even make these kind of sounds, it just had to be! Smiling, Nat looked over to the girl. "You make the most beautiful music, ya know?" As she heard the clock in the town chime, she realized she had stayed a little later than she had needed to. Reiklan would likely be finished with his job now. Frantically, she stood up and brushed off all of dust and grass that might have landed on her. Looking back over to the girl, she smiled again, "I'm Nat Riverwood, by the way! I have to go. I'm really sorry." she quickly said. Giving the girl an unexpected hug before running off into the direction of her home. Hopefully she hadn't made Reiklan wait too long. His tempermental self likely got hurt a bit in the process..
[[EXIT]]
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Posted: Thu Oct 30, 2014 10:01 pm
Shyra Brooklyne ♪Witch of Music♪ ❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈ People all look pitifully at me,
When the cheery music ends.
They click their tongue and toss a coin.
Their eyes are filled with compassion and pity.
❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋ Shyra continued playing for a short time, a smile crossing her face as she heard the other witch let out a happy sounding sigh. She was glad this was cheering up the other girl. A slight smile crossed her face when she was complimented, then she stopped playing as the other girl stood up. She tilted her head in her direction questioningly, then smiled softly. "Nat... I'm Shyra.." She nodded and stood up, holding her flute in one hand and lowering it to her side. "Farewell. It was nice meeting you.." All this said, even though she knew full well that the cat-like witch had already left her. She considered staying, but decided that she had had enough of the witch realm for now. She quietly walked towards the nearest door, pulling out a simple, worn key, which she placed in the keyhole. It looked like it was an antique, which it was. She turned the key, then opened the door and walked through, uncertain where she would end up.. But that was half the fun, in her mind. She never really had a particular destination in mind when she did this.
{Exits to Hook Cemetery} ❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋
Things like dreams and freedom
Are just delusions of fairy tails.
Let's stop our playing now,
There's so much left for us to do.
❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈❋❈
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