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 Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 10:33 am
Chris Rushlon
The Wanderer  Chris felt alright enough that he could have kept going without any form of support. However, when Charlotte wrapped his right arm over her shoulders to provide such support, he chose not to argue or fight against it. After all, it was as much of a surprise to her that he was able to heal with wounds as it was to him, and there was a chance he would collapse again any second. Logically, this action of hers was... a necessary precaution. As soon as the two of them were out the door, the wanderer noticed how his companion seemed to be heading in a particular direction, one that became more obvious as he noticed what appeared to be a white haired woman not too far off.
After Charlotte had called out for help, Chris then noticed the other person there of whom was speaking to the woman. From glancing at both of them, it seemed that they were either ignoring Charlotte's question, or didn't hear it properly. "..."
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 2:22 pm
◣→Freedom→Has→Its→◥
◣Price→◥  ❦ Charlotte looked up back to the other, despite the fact he's still a male and that wasn't going to change anytime soon, she had to accept that.Sure the fact she was tormented by males themselves, and she has a high rate of hatred against them. But she is also wise enough that not all men are cruel as her captures. ❦ When he noticed his concern for her when the other two didn't hear her or probably ignored her she looked to the side and decided to walk off in a different direction. "Forget it, I don't want to risk getting captured again..." Charlotte started off rather coldly as she began to walk in a different direction now, heading into the city. Perhaps they can find a decent inn to get food. ❦ The female Spire also took notice from earlier that it was most likely he could walk for himself, but what surprised her was that, he didn't reject her offer, or even refuse the help she is providing. So, maybe in turn, he isn't all that bad. The conversation lacks, then again, it's probably for the best. ❦ Soon, Charlotte let Chris go to either let him stand on his own or walk with her, that option she'll leave with him as she continued forward to a near by inn. It seemed less crowded then the last one she was at, so, perhaps it wont be as bad either. Walking to the door, Charlotte turned back to face the other with a small smile. ❦ "Je vais vérifier pour les salles-" Charlotte cut off as people passed by. Once they're gone, she bit her bottom lip in frustration for her lack of the common language. Looking back to Chris with her smile slowly fading. "I'm going to look for rooms. Follow?" ❦ She stated then asked. Before turning back to the inn's door, Charlotte remembered something else. "This be a good time to stock on food and equipment for the travel......If you wanted to go for the short time..." She added with her smiling coming back. That was the wises choice after all. With a nodded, Charlotte headed on inside.
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2012 8:16 pm
A smile broke across her face as she thought of several things the city might have to offer in the way of entertainment, but there was also a huge world to explore offering countless secrets and treasures. "A fine city like this surely has it's things to do, and if you have more of a wander-lust i'm leaving town in two days, i'd be happy to have you along. I need a few more people anyway." Places that lacked common peace like the city usually didn't accept her too often, but being stuck in one place never suited her for long. "Might take over a kingdom every now and again, raid and pillage cities, fun stuff."
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Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2012 11:13 am
Chris Rushlon
The Wanderer In silence, Chris was led by Charlotte off toward the city. In a way, he wondered if this was a good idea since her bounty would have been within this place as well. If she sincerely wanted to enter the city, though, then who was he to question her motive. At some point, Charlotte released her grasp on him, returning free control of his movements to the wanderer. Though he didn't go right back to her arms, he chose to instead follow her closely, as his journey this time was as a follower.
Upon standing outside the inn once they were there, Chris stared at her with the same look he had carried on him since they had met, even as she said something within her native language. It was right after she expressed her own frustration to this accident that she gave him a choice: Either follow her inside to look for some rooms, or head off to the market to stock up on supplies. Thinking over what he currently had at the moment, he then looked back to her as he headed on in.
"I'll be back," he shortly said, as a long-winded statement would have been soon inaudible to her. With that, he turned his attention to the city and went in search for said market.
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Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2012 4:28 pm
I look upon the lass and smirk from beneath my mask. A chuckle is barely audible as i turn away and open my bag. I remove the mask and hat that lie upon my head then proceed to take off the robe, revealing a nice set of clothing in the modern style. i place the items into the bag and remove a smaller more compact doctor's bag. I set the large bage inside of a gutter and grab a nearby torch and place it upon the satchel, setting it aflame. I turn back to the woman, reavealing blood red eyes and a sly smirk. From my hip rest a belt, laden with several surgical instruments, including a rather intimidating blade, a few pouches, and multiple siringes.
I run my right hand through my strangely colored hair, White, fadinding through black into red, and proceed to pick up the smaller doctor's bag.
"I have resided in this city for far too long. A little 'pillaging' might be a nice change of pace."
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2012 3:15 am
◣→Freedom→Has→Its→◥
◣Price→◥ ❦ Nodding her head to her new companion, Charlotte went ahead and headed on inside the Inn. She walked to the front of the bar where she asked if there was any rooms left, the owner stood next to the bar tender and he replied saying they had one room left for 100 gold per night. They only needed to stay for one to be able to get some rest. ❦ Checking her pockets, she was able to see she only had 50 left. She thought of a quick way to resolve this but also a cruel one for her companion. She told the owner that she'll pay half now and her companion would pay the other half. So he would still get his amount but half now then the rest latter. He couldn't really complain so he took her offer. With that one of the co workers lead her upstairs and showed her way to her room. ❦ Now that she knew where it was, she thought best to want downstairs for her companion so that she could show him upstairs. But also felt that it was best to lay low. To simply stay up in her room all through the rest of the day would only rise questionable glances. For now she was getting more checked out by the drunken men inside. It was very uncomfortable. she would rather be in the presence of women then these low lives. ❦ .However, rather than sit by herself, she only lowered her hat to cover her eyes, if her companion could make the similarities, there's no doubt these guys could. So far she had been lucky. However, that luck ran dry when an authority waltzed right on in. He asked if anyone had seen her and if so to fess up now. Everyone glanced at one another and said no. ❦ So to make them talk the authority told them of the reward price and everyone stood up and headed outside in search for her, yet there she was in plain sight. Her body quivered with fear of getting caught, but she wasn't about to turn tail now to reveal herself there. Though, with the chaos created by this price, the authority had no choice but to follow the men who had left. Charlotte let out a pleased sigh before taking up a seat at a near by window.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 7:58 pm
"Then lets head back to my home, I have something I need to grab before we leave." She said turning to walk back towards the house. She only needed one or two things and she'd be set, but what she needed most was people who she can trust to back her up. Turning a corner and coming up on the place she lived in, she reached behind a small stone staircase which had about a foot wide opening. She pulled out a large object covered in a thick cloth and slung it over her shoulder and across her chest. "Now then, after you."
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2012 4:12 pm
I continue walking taking the lead not knowing what the future had in store.
"What is under the cloth?" I inquire, resting my right hand upon the hilt of my blade.
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2012 12:26 pm
Chris Rushlon
The Wanderer It occurred to Chris, as he strolled through the marketplace and looked at the selections there, that he didn't exactly know what Charlotte considered provision for herself. But, since she wasn't here to correct him on such choices, he went with the essential things he felt were necessary. Preserved food and rations... a small tent and sleeping package... and some other tidbits and works. As he paid for the gear and food, he turned his attention back towards the inn. Of course, his eyes immediately caught sight of a bounty size nailed to a wall. It was about Charlotte, the same as always...
Staring at the picture for a moment or two, he finally moved himself in the direction of the inn. Halfway to it, though, he was soon nearly trampled over by a crowd of people, all of which seemed to be in a hurry to find something and not scared out of their minds. By the time he stopped looking at them, he was confronted by an authority figure, asking if he had seen Charlotte before. Due to the fact that he had no emotion, it was easy for him to hide what could have been shock or suspicious from another person's face. Telling him no, and getting the same spill about a reward, the wanderer mentioned that he would let the authorities know if he encountered her, just to get the man off of his case.
Retreating to the inn, Chris soon found the obvious form of Charlotte alone by a window. Moving over to her and taking a seat in the opposing seat, he set the supplies down on the ground and sighed. "You seem to be a main attraction here," he whispered lightly as he looked outside.
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2012 6:14 pm
Rheda smirked as she adjusted the cloth strung around her. "It's a secret." She whispered. Then a smile broadened and she started to laugh to herself. "No, it's just a Dragon scale and tooth scythe. No big deal." Satisfied with the strap, she looked at him expectingly. "So where to?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2012 7:10 pm
◣→Freedom→Has→Its→◥
◣Price→◥ ❦ While looking outside with her hat lowered, she watched as the town folk go about their own daily lives, how easily it was for them to feel so safe, so free of ay pain or remorse. Look at them, with their smiles, with their families, I once had a family... Charlotte thought to herself. However, just as she heard a familiar voice, She quickly shot her head in the direction of such a voice. ❦ No less, it was just as who she was expecting, Chris. With a small smile, she leaned back against the chair, an simply smirked to his statement. "Are you trying to flatter me?" She teased, but alas it was more than obvious that he would not react to such amusement like she would. He would most likely disregard her tease, or simply stay silent...or be confused. Shaking her head some, Charlotte leaned forward and looked back out the window. ❦ "They're fools if you ask me. You cannot catch someone so easily placed, it is obvious the figure meant to be captured has a plot to always remain hidden even when in the most open or crowded spaces..." She stated rather with a blank emotion to her tone, something she usually doesn't due. Her voice always has some sort of ray of emotion, of life. But it irritated her when people only listen to the law, blinded by the truth behind the photo shown on the walls......
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2012 7:20 pm
Chris Rushlon
The Wanderer As Charlotte expected, Chris didn't react to the tease she sent his direction, unable to really reply with something and actually mean it. As she began to speak her mind about the people here, though, his gaze turned to her. Even though he had only been around here for a short amount of time, he was aware that she always had a level of emotion flooding through her voice, something that showed she had 'life', by some people's perspectives. However, this statement of hers... was emotionless... like him. He was used to this sort of lifestyle, but her... she probably wasn't.
Glancing back outside, he then responded with, "Perhaps, but they will continue searching regardless." Leaning back in his seat for a moment, he brought her attention down to the supplies there. "There should be enough here for a good length of traveling," he stated as he looked directly at her. "For now, it would be best to keep low in the room, figure out the plan for finding that person you're looking for."
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2012 12:12 am
◣→Freedom→Has→Its→◥
◣Price→◥ ❦ She smiled to his form before looking to the small crowd inside the inn, they looked so out of place, or was it she who was out of place. For the moment, all she could think off was the field of tall golden grass, and a man slowly walking away, yet she saw a sad smile. As she finished this memory, she smelt the honey. Given, that it wasn't actually there, but the thought of it reminded her of the smell. She reached her right hand over her left shoulder to touch her bare back, as what appeared to be a moving lump move about, as though something was trying to break free. Soon, that lump sunk back in, leaving Charlotte free of pain. ❦ It was getting close to the time. She has been experimenting for a long while, but sadly this procedure will be painful...and maybe drain plenty of blood from her to the point of making her to vulnerable for capture....to be exposed. She would ask for this mans assistance, should the time need for it. For now, she had to think where she would get valuable information, and who would possess such knowledge of where the man she is seeking would even be. ❦ Letting out yet another sigh followed by a yawn, it was best to get some sleep before the day is through. "common, lets head to the room and get some rest if not little, we have yet another day for travel...." She smiled to his form and headed up stares. Knowing he may or may not follow behind, she went ahead, unlocked the door, and headed to the bathroom, closing the door behind her as she began to strip, humming a song to herself as she stared at her back, seeing the attempts of her wings trying to come out of her scared skin. Painful enough, little blood began to welt up and trickle down her back. but to no avail, the wings remained still trapped behind her flesh. Son instead, she took a quick shower, redressed and headed to the window where she sat beside it, and continued to hum.
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2012 11:36 am
Chris Rushlon
The Wanderer Charlotte didn't respond immediately to his suggestion, yet this wasn't a bother to Chris. Most things never were. At the time, he was about to turn his gaze back outside the window when he noticed something peculiar... Her right hand had reached over her left shoulder and, although he wasn't able to see it from here, he thought that he had heard slight movement from behind her. No... it wasn't just that. He 'felt' something as well. But, what was it? Soon, the feeling vanished as her hand dropped... He wouldn't linger on it for too long, he supposed.
It was then that he heard her say to head for the room and rest up. As she went on ahead, Chris slowly got back to his feet as he picked up the supplies and followed along. Once he was in their room, he could easily hear her voice singing inside the closest door leading into the bathroom. Even from out here, still, that feeling chose to resurface... It was impossible for him to say what that feeling was, but it... was like he could feel 'pain' emitting from her. Shaking his head softly, he set the supplies down and proceeded over to one of the beds, taking a seat as he stared in no direction in particular. By the time Charlotte showed up again to sit by the window side and hum, he glanced over at her for a moment, noticing that the 'pain' had subsided again...
Taking a stand, he slowly made his way over to her and placed his hand on her back. "Let me see, Charlotte," he stated in his typical tone.
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2012 2:50 pm
◣→Freedom→Has→Its→◥
◣Price→◥ ❦ Hearing a voice, it would seem that Chris had been with her all along and she didn't even notice. Boy, that must been bad, not noticing someone was there. Charlotte must be loosing her natural touch on knowing whats around her and near her. When she felt his hand gently touch her bare back, the coldness of the touch, caused her to jolt her head in his direction. However, as towards his question, Charlotte didn't quite understand what he was asking. ❦ Well, actually she had a feeling, but didn't know rather to respond to his request or to...Simply be blinded by it and speak nothing of it. Honesty was key here, but it was not yet time to let him know. Her wings were still in the process of healing sure, but yeah, it would heal faster if they could breath the fresh air....The process would be painful and if she screamed tn their safety here, what little of it any how, would diminish and they would be chased out. So for now, she turned to the blinded side. ❦ Raising her hands to her chest Charlotte lightly blushed and looked away. "I didn't know you were that kind of man" She cooed with her causal teasing. Sadly her face expressed other wise. She knew he would not fall for such flirting nor react to it. So again, Charlotte sighed and looked away with him, showing her bare back, all that showed were the two scares from when her wings were torn out. "The scares are a few years old.....Yet it still hurts.......sometimes physically.....but mainly mentally.....You can never forget the terrible things that happen in your life or the ones you loved....But you can somehow forget names and the faces you wish to seek out......" In this, she refereed to the man who smelt of honey.
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