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leon_a_darkangel

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PostPosted: Sun Jun 08, 2014 5:42 pm


{Man In A Box} | SRP [-1-]

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Alec’s mother had been worried about him when he had to make his latest delivery to a less rich section of town. He hadn’t been afraid, and told her he’d be back before too long. The package its self he delivered fairly quickly, but it was the walk he went on after that led him to feeling a sense of despair unlike any he had felt in some time. A grim reminder of the reality everyone comes to at some time in point living in a society likes theirs. Humanity was in fact confounded to a giant Cage. It just happened to be a giant echo system, or rather a dome if you would. They were protected by a bunch of old walls from the looming threats of the outside world. His lungs felt tight as he glanced skyward. He was no Wallist, too superstitious to really believe in them as if they were mystical but the reality of what those high walls meant to their safety --- the pressure was damning. It was why he wanted to perhaps join those who helped maintain it.

Without it...surely they would be all scared terrified animals for real. Cattle. By the Walls. They'd be nothing but screaming, helpless animals. It a giant cage no less. It was things like this that were on his mind as he walked aimlessly. It brought a shiver to his spine. He wanted to be brave, and hold his head high but deep down the sickening twisting knife in his chest made it impossible. Traveling down an old pathway for a time, Alec came upon a less desirable section of town. As a courier, he knew his way around the different districts.

The truth was it was too have a look-see. His life was fairly easy; while he never got to over eat he at least had food to put in his belly and a warm place to sleep at night. Some of these kids looked like they were too thin, and glared at him with suspicion. Alec could not imagine what it would be like to live day in and day out like this. He reasoned it was because it was his job to know the different routes around town, and what street leads which way. Yet his curiosity had led his feet this far.

Several buildings looked as if they were in ruins, mud all over the place. And here he complained not having a big enough room. The thought made him cringe internally. While he was no stranger to making varied trips to different parts of town both richer and poorer even Alec had to admit the state of affairs on this side of town were fairly decrepit. It haunted him to think their where people starving. Children who didn't have food, it was this thought that bothered him greatly; almost as much as the idea of the threat of Titans right outside the protective walls of the city.

His thoughts went to his young sister, what would he do to make sure he was fed? While he'd rather not linger on such thoughts he knew without question the lengths he was prepared to go were drastic. Thankfully his mother and step-father that he despised did alright for themselves. Their Mom ‘n Pop shop was usually fairly busy, and kept Alec busy running errands during the day. It was boring, and repetitive. Hardly would classify as a heroic deed of any kind. These people didn't have but a few worldly possessions. They were struggling, peasants who were forgotten by their government. The situation was bleak, and reminded him of exactly what he didn’t want in life.

Alec didn’t want to have to struggle every day of his life, or wonder where his next meal would come from. The idea of living that way was bleak. They had to rely on their own means to keep going. Frowning he realized staying here wouldn’t do anything, expect maybe attract the wrong kind of attention. Keeping his gaze to the road, he made his way back retreating from this section of town his heart heavy with doubt and questions he wasn’t sure how to begin too answer.
PostPosted: Mon Jun 09, 2014 3:19 am



leon_a_darkangel

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PostPosted: Mon Jun 09, 2014 3:21 am


{Sign Of The Times} | SRP [-2-]

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Alec had been wrapping things up and breaking down his booth late into the afternoon. The sun was lowering; it was long after his mother had stopped by to pick up his sister. Memories of the event and how fun it had been were still fresh on his mind and Alec couldn't resist humming happily to himself. He’d removed the classic Wallist costume, and stopped his Wallist-inspired shouting, but little did he know he’d attracted the attention of a rather foul, unpleasant man who didn’t find his antics so humorous. It seemed like the man had sprung from the ground like an angry daisy, and was now yelling angrily, shouting at him. Alec cringed when he saw an object come flying at him, but still the small rock hit him squarely in the head. The shape edges cut the flesh of his temple and he let out a startled yelp. Angry green eyes glared at him, seething, unrepentant for their violence.

Heretic! How dare you make a mockery of our religion!” The Wallist would've continued screaming, his shoulders tense with unresolved anger, but a larger purple-haired man suddenly came up behind him. Placing one gentle dark hand on the angry young man, he stuttered out that violence was perhaps not best how to prompt the peace and love of the great walls. The white-haired man shrugged off the touch and huffed crossly, telling the other off for interfering. "Alister you heard what he was saying." The white haired man curled his lip in disgust. The red head had been shaming those who preached of the walls glory. Most of all he'd dared to laugh, earning the man's ire.

The friendlier of the two shot Alec an apologetic look.“I-I am so sorry! Are you ok? ...S-stephen is n-not usually like this.” Alister sighed sadly, looking back at his companion, and gently tried to resume his soft chiding of the other's rash behavior.

Stephen as his friend had called him snarled, turning away from the larger male. He seemed to be gritting his teeth. Alec wasn't really sure, his head was pounding now.

“It's... fine.” Alec flinched, looking away. Before either Stephen or the purple haired man could come any closer to him, Alec was already backing off and excusing himself. He was more than okay with retreating; the rock that had bounced off his temple earlier had hurt worse than getting one of the balls from his booth thrown at him. As long as he wasn’t near the pair, he felt safer, less fearful that the purple man Alister couldn’t control Stephen from further rage. Alec had no desire in being target practice for angry Wallists. His feet moved swiftly, blindly going anywhere that was away from them.

Alec had seen Wallist fanatics before, but never one so angry nor short tempered. He felt guilty, his attempt at humor spoiled. It wasn’t like he didn’t believe in the safety of their home! But was he willing to stone people and make them bleed over it? Certainly not. The red-head believed in no god nor goddess of any real particular relevance: the only imposing absolute forces in his life were the walls. Wall Maria meant the most to him - it was his home. Wall Rose held some distant family in Trost. He never saw then anymore, but Trost used to be part of the trade adventures he’d ventured out on. No, Alec never had been so fervent about the walls as to turn violent. It was disturbing to know such people existed.

Blood trickled down from his head wound. Slowly sitting down near the Supply Goods back alley, Alec sighed, closing his eyes. What did it mean to be a believer? He’d seen two forms of Wallists in a matter of seconds. He was certain their definition of faith was twisted, misguided. Everyone lived and breathed their devotion in different formats but... The fact he’d been stoned by someone had at least taught him he’d have to watch more closely those around him. Truly, not everyone was as friendly as Alec would like to believe; he had to be more careful.


I had asked Unity for permission to have Alister interact with Stephen and Alec briefly in this prp.
PostPosted: Mon Jun 09, 2014 3:24 am


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{ Drinking Games }
(PRP with Axel, Precher and Henrik. Night of fun, drinking and shenanigans.)

{ Courier for Hire }
(PRP with Shun in which he helps out with delivering an important crate and a chance to talk further with him.)

{ Into The Blue }
(PRP with Shakuntala & Lloren who helps with the pairs becoming 'officially' enlisted in the military!)

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PostPosted: Mon Jun 09, 2014 4:38 am


{Event} | Orientation

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ORP { - Welcoming the New Trainees - }
PostPosted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 5:17 pm


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{ Requests From A Friend }
(PRP with Preacher and Axel. In response to Henrik having written a letter and needing help responding.)


{ Stable Duty }
(PRP with Kody, taking care of the horse stables and a chance to speak with one of his more lively fellow Falken.)

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PostPosted: Fri Jun 20, 2014 2:19 pm


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{ Horse Riding Pratice }
(PRP with Lenore, in which Alec offers to teach the girl to ride. Gets a chance to speak to her outside the festival bustle and noise.)


{ We`re In This Together }
(PRP with fellow dorm Falke members)
PostPosted: Fri Jun 20, 2014 2:21 pm


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{ Afternoon Lunch Rush }
(PRP with Harper, stuck in kitchen duty they make the best of an otherwise tiresome task.)


{ Sparring Match }
(PRP with Shun, learning better hand-to-hand combat techniques. Alec learns never to let his guard down.)


{ Gear Tinkering }
(ORP class-room setting learning to maintain and fix damaged gear.)

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PostPosted: Fri Jun 20, 2014 2:26 pm


{RE: Letters to Friends} | SRP [-3-]

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{ RE: Letters to Friends }
(SRP in which Alec replies to Henriks first letter after Axel helps him transcribe his thoughts onto paper)
PostPosted: Sat Jun 21, 2014 3:43 am


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{ Sink or Swim }
(PRP with Preacher, offers to show her a few swimming pointers. Ashley join the pair for an afternoon of fun down by the lake outside of Shiganshina.)


{ A Visit With Friends }
( PRP With Preacher and Henrik visiting his home during leave in Shiganshina in which feelings are sort out. }

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