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Post by myval on May 14, 2010 22:13:50 GMT -5
“I can never go home, again.” [/color][/font][/i] [/right] Aatos, crested the hill to view the of halls of... Camelot. Great, of all the kingdoms for me to wander into, it had to be Camelot. He though disgustedly. This was the last kingdom he would want to be in. He was about to turn back, when, his stomach, began to rumble. He sighed and pulled his travel bag of his back, it was empty. Great I know have to go into Camelot, I doubt I make it out of here on foot, without supplies. He'll go in, buy his supplies, and leave. That's all. Aatos began the decent, reflecting about the last time he had, been in Camelot, it had been 10 years ago. He had gone on a diplomatic envoy with his father. His father, every time he though of him, his heart paned. He couldn't believe that it had been 8 years sense his death, and Aatos's exile, from his homeland. He was half way down the ridge when he heard a rustle in the woods. Aatos, stopped, and laced his hand on the hilt of his blade. He tuned and faced the source of the sound, and said in the best authoritative voice he could muster, “Who is there? Show yourselves.” He didn't want to be taken unawares by anything, and his sense wasn't acting up, for now. “Not that I would want to...” [/color][/size][/i] Location:[/b] a Hill outside of Camelot Outfit:[/b] hereTag:[/b] open Notes:[/b] hope its enough to go on. Credit:[/b] To Myval
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Post by rochette on May 14, 2010 22:32:41 GMT -5
Rochette was walking with Mystery, happily and bubbly as per usual. In Camelot, healthy and no one had tried to kill her so far that day. She tripped over her feet making a little movement. She heard a male voice call out to her. "I'm Rochette!" She laughed as she stood up and walked out smiling. She was now covered in dirt and mud, but still happy and up beat. "You are?" She stood there looking at him smiling, as Mystery walked out from behind her, with his bloody red eyes on Aatos as if to say, back away slowly before she snaps.
"I have been wandering around for a while now. Glad I found someone who doesn't want to kill me!" She laughed as if it was only a joke, but by the look on her face she was serious, she walked back over to Mystery and took out some food. " Yum. Want some? I personally haven't eaten in days." She took a bit out of an apple.
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Post by myval on May 16, 2010 7:05:21 GMT -5
“I can never go home, again.” [/color][/font][/i] [/right] Aatos, looked at the women who came crashing threw the underbrush. There was no subtly, just boom, she was there. There was nothing she did quietly, she tripped through he underbrush, announcing, loudly, her name was Rochette. Aatos, was certain that she wasn't all there. He had to be careful, not to upset her, or she might snap. But their was something else. That buzzing, the distinct one that he could never describe right. It was the sound that told him that there was magic nearby. It had began to to go off and have gotten stronger the closer she came to him. So she was either enchanted, caring a magical item, or was a sorceress, herself. Or the horse that followed here was magical. Any could be bad for Aatos. So he had to play it really safe around the Rochette. “Greetings, Lady Rochette.” Aatos, said with a half bow. “My name is Aatos.” He was grateful for once in his life, for all the etiquette training he had to go through, when he was Heir Apparent, was trying to not set Rochette off, someone who he feels could become volatile. She laughed about someone trying to kill her, or something. He didn't really follow her well, so before he could respond, she walked up to the horse, and grabbed something out of the saddle bags. It was an apple. Aatos mouth salivated at the sight of the juicy thing. But he didn't want to cause anything, so he tried to be as polite, when asking. ”Would the lady mind, if I joined her, for something to eat? I must admit, I'm quite hungry too.” Of course he was a little more the quite hungry, but he wasn't going to do anything till he got her direct permission to do so. And even then he would do everything, very cautiously. “Not that I would want to...” [/color][/size][/i] Location:[/b] A hill overlooking Camelot Outfit:[/b] hereTag:[/b] Rochette, open Notes:[/b] Lol, Aatos isn't comfortable around Rochette, go figure. Credit:[/b] To Myval
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Post by rochette on May 16, 2010 20:38:52 GMT -5
"No problem! I have more then enough for the both of us." She threw him an apple and gracefully sat on the ground and rested her back against a tree. She took her dagger out of her boot and held it in her hand looking at the blade. A split second later the dagger was in ground and she was muttering something that sounded oddly enough like "Never good, never useful. I should snap you in half!" The dagger was planted right beside where Aatos was. She continued to muttered to herself. "Never in my life have I Ever had the need for you! Why I'm wasting my time!" Her eyes became a light red, while she muttered, She after all wasn't in her right of mind. She looked up at Aatos.
Suddenly she had the dagger in hand. Her eyes normal. "Sorry about that." She Said to him. "Almost hit you there!" She laughed as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. "What brings ya here?" She asked taking an other bite out of the apple. She was smiling and her horse was calm but it wouldn't take it's bloody red eyes off of her, as if it was expecting her to kill him.
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