He was so surprised by the smack to the head from a man he hadn't seen come up behind him that he misjudged his reach and extended that slap to the young woman he'd almost run over with a horse. "Sorry!" he immediately apologised, glancing to make sure he hadn't stunned her or something similarly dangerous. The girl with the man who'd smacked him had a torch, he noted, as did the man, so he supposed they were all good on that front.
Now if everyone could manage to watch what they were doing! Himself most of all!
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Arrakis has all the best luck; it's pretty fair payback for him almost hitting her with a horse tbh and now smacking her omg
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My character's name: Arrakis Dismth Character's journal link: [xXx] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Arrakis is tall and built as if still growing into his body, with long arms and legs and shoulders that will broaden eventually. His long auburn hair is almost always worn back in a braid to keep it well out of his way. An active individual, he prefers to spend most of his time doing things that keep him moving (such as sword drills) and the tan lines on his olive skin show his love of being outside. Rank of character 1d4
Posted: Thu May 07, 2015 9:48 pm
JOHAN HAS A LIT TORCH
It was a reflex. When the person in the rags shrieked, Johan screamed right back, nearly losing hold of his torch. He caught it and fumbled with it and his unlit extras for a second before recovering. His shattered dignity remained on the floor.
Pale cheeks coloring, he held his torch still while the rag-swathed woman lit hers. A second of awkward silence passed after she thanked him. He finally cleared his throat.
"C-carry on."
He walked away as slowly as his embarrassment would allow.
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My character's name: Johan Klarstein Character's journal link:Here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Slim and of middling height, Johan is about as pale as they come. White-blonde hair, light blue eyes, and very fair skin. His emotions tend to range from mildly annoyed to full-on grump mode. Rank of character Knight-Apprentice. ** DONT FORGET TO DISABLE YOUR SIG WHEN POSTING**
So the torch was the easy part, apparently. Not to mention all the ballistas seemed locked and loaded, ready for firing.
Only part that everyone seemed to be collectively doing now was grabbing things and stacking them unceremoniously in front of the door. Well, if that helped....
She really meant to grab something for the door, honest. Just that when she reached out Remi groped someone instead, WHOOPS.
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My character's name: Remi Character's journal link:Here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERRemis Appearance Rank of character Apprentice-Knight ** DONT FORGET TO DISABLE YOUR SIG WHEN POSTING**
SZCZEOSNY TRIED TO SECURE THE DOOR BUT ROLLED 0 SO IGNORE THIS
He gratefully accepted the light, now able to actually see about 5 feet in front of him.
"This is a highly sophisticated design! Pure craftsmanship!" he objected, also a little muffled. A streak of indignation ran through him as he took the unlit torches in one hand. "If I didn't have this, I'd be as sick as the rest of you. I'm not planning on catching whatever..." His eyes darted very deliberately toward Lurks before moving back to Johan. "...disease has been running rampant through this place. I've heard the stories."
Still staring pointedly at the man who had chided his extremely important disease prevention outfit, he reached to the side to grab a table. Or what felt like a table (it did have four legs). His reaching hands eventually found their way up a neck, and over a long face. The table gave a whinny and butted him to the side as it walked away.
My character's name: Nightengale XIII Character's journal link:[ HERE ] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Night is a lean pale skinned young man donned in so many layers, all you can see is his face. halo' by messy black hair and bright green eyes and a charming smile. Once a thief, now a knight, Night still has sticky hands. Rank of character Knight Apprentice
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Posted: Thu May 07, 2015 10:13 pm
LURKS IS SECURING THE DOOR
"Oh," they said, watching Piper carefully, with a startlingly clear gaze. "I can do that. I will be very very helpful. You will see!"
Casting a dirty look at the scary, grumpy man, Lurks scurried away to try and move a table that was twice their size. Somehow-- somehow-- they managed. Probably because it had some wooden wheels.
After dropping it at the door, they looked at the new grumpy man, this one masked, with a ferocious pout.
"I am not sick," they said, too loud to be just an inside voice. "I AM NOT SICK."
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My character's name: lurks beneath Character's journal link:here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER
Lurks is little more than five feet tall, including the voluminous amount of rags covering them from head to toe. Half cloak and half bandage, Lurks still looks like the beggar they used to be, before becoming a knight, as they're uncomfortable being exposed in any capacity. A high cowl or scarf always covers the lower portion of their face, meaning they're a little-bit muffled most of the time. They always carry a small corn husk doll, if only they could remember what it was for...
The only hint that they're a knight at all comes in the form of a paltry scythe, which is only a little bit taller than they are.
Johan managed to keep from rolling his eyes as the masked man expounded on the benefits of wearing the mask. While groping a horse in the dark.
"Someone running you through with a sword will kill you much faster, I guarante-eeEEEE!!"
His retort was cut short when someone grabbed him in a very unexpected, not entirely unpleasant, but completely inappropriate place. Leaping forward, away from the grasp, Johan turned to see who had assaulted him.
"Do you mind?!" he hissed through gritted teeth at the lady knight, face so red it nearly outshone the torches. He realized this, and hastily grabbed for the nearest thing inanimate object to add to the barricade. "This is hardly the time for those kinds of advances!"
He froze when he realized the mass of rags he'd grabbed had something in them. And it was holding a torch.
Lifting his hands away from the woman in rags, he walked back over to the masked man. He'd had an epiphany on the advantages of wearing a mask.
"Do you have a spare? I don't deserve to show my face in public."
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My character's name: Johan Klarstein Character's journal link:Here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Slim and of middling height, Johan is about as pale as they come. White-blonde hair, light blue eyes, and very fair skin. His emotions tend to range from mildly annoyed to full-on grump mode. Rank of character Knight-Apprentice. ** DONT FORGET TO DISABLE YOUR SIG WHEN POSTING**
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Posted: Thu May 07, 2015 10:19 pm
Staring at a Certain Knight
Remi smiled sweetly, resisting the urge to 'accidentally' drop her torch close to a certain wolf-whistling Knight.
Just barely.
Perhaps a crispy-bodied person wouldn't help their cause...
Nah. Instead she helped another, Aymet, light their torch.
REMI STILL HAS A TORCH (For now)
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My character's name: Remi Character's journal link:Here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERRemis Appearance Rank of character Apprentice-Knight ** DONT FORGET TO DISABLE YOUR SIG WHEN POSTING**
"I know what you're thinking hot stuff," Night pointed from the torch to him, "But It'd smell terrible and I don't think they take well to burning of fellow knights? Maybe you could...fire me up a little?" He held the makeshift torch for her.
Come on Remi, touch his stick.
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My character's name: Nightengale XIII Character's journal link:[ HERE ] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Night is a lean pale skinned young man donned in so many layers, all you can see is his face. halo' by messy black hair and bright green eyes and a charming smile. Once a thief, now a knight, Night still has sticky hands. Rank of character Knight Apprentice
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Posted: Thu May 07, 2015 10:28 pm
If only suspicious glares were lazer eyes, @ Night
Oh she caught the innuendo, staring at the stick SEEMED innocent enough. Almost.
Maybe.
Turning her glare into a suddenly broad, almost shift faced, grin. "I would only burn you up." She touched her torch to his.
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My character's name: Remi Character's journal link:Here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERRemis Appearance Rank of character Apprentice-Knight ** DONT FORGET TO DISABLE YOUR SIG WHEN POSTING**
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Posted: Thu May 07, 2015 10:29 pm
JACK HAS A TORCH JACK IS SECURING THE DOOR
"Just this one," he replied as he secured a crate, newly emptied of food (to his slight dismay) and outfitted it to the defense. "Thankfully. Should they get through, having one entrance will make it a lot easier to cull their numbers. At the same time...I fear a siege will starve us out at the rate we're eating."
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My character's name: Jack Hawthorn Character's journal link:xxx BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER [ x ] Talltalltall, sharp green eyes, blond hair, jagged scar on left side of face, somewhat stoic look Rank of character Knight-apprentice (1d4)
Posted: Thu May 07, 2015 10:33 pm
The lazer eyes or totally eyes of Want. It's okay Remi, Follow your kokoro....
Night made a small whistle sound as she complied, waving the newly added flame stick around and grinning ear to ear.
"I don't know babe, I got good hands and I love to play with fire." He continued, now drawing up to the dark knight. "Names...Night. What's yours lovely lady of the fire?"
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My character's name: Nightengale XIII Character's journal link:[ HERE ] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Night is a lean pale skinned young man donned in so many layers, all you can see is his face. halo' by messy black hair and bright green eyes and a charming smile. Once a thief, now a knight, Night still has sticky hands. Rank of character Knight Apprentice
"Yes I suppose that is good." Noemi feared though that if somehow the barricade was broken through anyhow, they were facing a far worse enemy then the castle ever prepared for. The smack from another knight had her gripping her nose, then rubbing it to ease the sudden pain.
They were joined by another, and the girl's eyes widen.
"Sick?" She looked at the man....then whispered to Jack, "Is it contagious?" She had her fair share of being sick on the quest for her armor, she didn't want to repeat such ill fatings.
(get the pun there...Ill fatings...get it...)
Noemi reached for something else to place among the barricade but ended up grabbing Jack.
"O....O....O...." Her hand squeezed and she turned to him, "I am so sorry this was never meant to and I don't think..." And then girl was off to find something else.
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My character's name: Noemi Hurley Character's journal link:[ HERE ] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Noemi is Naive and quiet girl. Red curly hair with winged cuffs and fullbody armor. She follows a certain young knight to keep him out of trouble. Promised and engaged to the love of her life, Milo Hale. From the same villiage as Shu and Evan, both being very important to Noemi. Rank of character Knight Apprentice
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Posted: Thu May 07, 2015 10:50 pm
PIPER IS SECURING THE DOOR
Piper made a huffy noise as she was slapped and attempted to push the young man back, just because. One horse, fine, but two indignities? Nawwww, man. Her aim was off, however, and instead she located a table.
She...she meant to do that.
"Don't listen to them, lil' guy," she told Laundry Pile as she dragged the table over with some effort. "You did a great job! By the way, I'm Piper." She offered her a hand with a smile, subtly breathing through her mouth.
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My character's name: Piper Blacke Character's journal link:xxx BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Lean, russet skin, poofiest black hair you've probably ever seen, scarf over thief's brand on her cheek, mischievous looks Rank of character Knight-apprentice (1d4)
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Posted: Thu May 07, 2015 11:26 pm
ARRAKIS IS SECURING THE DOOR ARRAKIS HAS A TORCH
Well, at least she got the table, and at least this time Arrakis managed not to completely miss the mark, grabbing a crate instead. A crate was a lot more useful than hitting people who were supposed to be on his side.He shoved that into place, casting a glace at who she was talking to. Arrakis didn't show his reaction to their... odoriferous presence, though perhaps because he was a bit further away than she was. He was hardly going to complain about more hands adding to the pile in front of the door and tried to look as approachable as he could, given the urgent circumstances.
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My character's name: Arrakis Dismth Character's journal link: [xXx] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Arrakis is tall and built as if still growing into his body, with long arms and legs and shoulders that will broaden eventually. His long auburn hair is almost always worn back in a braid to keep it well out of his way. An active individual, he prefers to spend most of his time doing things that keep him moving (such as sword drills) and the tan lines on his olive skin show his love of being outside. Rank of character 1d4
