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She smiled as she pulled the mask off. Well his expression was priceless. He was very shocked that the fighter was her. She nodded her head. "Yes that was me." She untied her hair and shook it from its previously tied state. "I doubt that I could even make Arthur sweat, my skills are good but not that good and i still have a ways to go before i'm even close to that level. Though i havent really fought him." She hm-ed and and shook her head. "That wouldnt be such a good idea. I dont really feel like getting put in the stockades." while she was just joking about it she knew that something would happen if she did honestly challenge Arthur. Who knows what the oaf Uther would do. Granted while she knew she could hold her own in a fight or battle she knew that Arthur had a wider range of skills and her skills excelled when she was one with her powers and being Camelot made that very hard to do that without getting discovered. Of course another reason that she shouldnt do it would be because she would goad him and make him him angry and then she would be flat on her back with a sword positioned at her throat. That really didnt sound all that appealing.

She listened to what he said next and she had a smaller but still bright smile on her face. "With the way I look? Yes I'd probably have many friends. But with the way I act? not so much." She stated pulling her bangs out of her face"If anything Its when I open my mouth I tend to make people angry and have them walk away glaring at me." She gave a soft chuckle at a few of the memories that drifted into her mind. "Many dont like a woman with a brain and opinions. And they really dont like it when a woman voices those opinions."." The only reason I go into seclusion is to practice my..." She trailed off for a bit before finishing"..skills." She sounded so unsure with that word that she wanted to slap herself. "But I dont mind your company. If you'd like you can stay." She stated quietly and finished off with a barely audible sentence. "I'm tired of not having a companion who can talk back."

Kazira laughed quietly to herself. "Trust me when I say that Anything I have heard about you has been nothing but good things."She paused. "The knight's name is Cole Barrera. I met him a while ago when I was with my caretaker. He was a good judge in character and skills." She smiled good he brought up the festival at least something about her seemed to click even if it was just barely. " Yes I did attend them, Sir knight. Actually I was a competitor in a particular event." She stated with mirth before she turned and walked a few steps to were her pack laid innocently and pulled out the mask she had worn and with a quick glance over her should she put in on and then tied her hair back. This was the way she had been dressed at the festival if she remember correctly.

She stood up and turned towards him. "This was how you met me. 'She stated with a sheepish laugh. "So you were right we werent properly introduced." She was glad that the mask covered her face cause she knew for a fact that her cheeks were burning in embarrassment. While I dont need a knight to protect me a friend is always welcome. Sometimes it is too quiet to be by one's self." She stated shifting her eyes down to look at the ground. Yes she did have moros but he only knew so much and would only say so little at times that she often wished that she had another human companion to accompany her just to have that human contact when she went into seclusion. But that would mean letting someone in on her little secret and that was not something that she particularly ready to happen. At least not at the moment. One way or another this was going to be an odd meeting..or rather an interesting visit.

She absently wondered if he was ever going to get off of his horse?

"I doubt you would like to see my scars." She stated off handedly. "Not many would care. They're not all that spectacular." She let out a small laugh but didnt say anymore than that and listened to his words. She thought back to her parents. "You are right though. They were practitioners of the Old religion." She turned icy blue eyes towards him. "Not that you care in the slightest right? As long as nothing of the sort was directed at you?" She didnt know this for a fact but taking a shot in the dark sometimes paid off in the end.

She held back another laugh as he asked, or rather stated, that she was still defenseless other than Moros. She was far from being a damsel in distress or even anything near that. She wasnt stupid and knew how to effect and use what femiinity that she did have to her advantage. She also had her powers. While she still said spells she didnt have to say them out loud; she could say them in a hushed whisper and they were still able to effect things. The only thing that she didnt need to say a spell for was her nature magic for... It literally came naturally. "Hmmm, am I truly as defenseless as you think I am?" She wondered what he would do if she froze him or even burnt him.

She wasnt happy that he caught on to what she was doing. She knew he wasnt stupid but that didnt make her feel better she just wanted the damn dagger. She tugged at her wrist and growled quite impressivley for a human to do. maybe it was all of the time spent with moros that allowed her to be able to accomplish that feet...She wasnt sure. "You never told me what you wanted." she stated blandly. Kazira really wanted to burn his hand but held off to see what his answer would be.

"Hmmm yes, I guess bitterness doesnt suit anyone anymore," kazira stated absently. She wasnt stupid she had heard the slight undertones of sarcasm in his voice he didnt actually care he was digging for information about something but she didnt really care it wasnt like they knew eachother very well in the first place. But when he asked about why her family was killed and if they were killed because they brok a law or if they were practitioners of magic she couldnt help but laugh. She leaned her forhead against his chest and continued to giggle. "What do you think?" She asked between her laughs. The smile that was still on her face didnt fade with what he said next." Yes, I do have my fair share of attacks and I am kind of surprised that I have lived this long without many scars. But I'm no slouch of a fighter." She paused before continueing. "Granted I'm not as good as twit that I know but I'm decent enough to hold my own in battle and come out alive." she stated. In her line of work one had to be a decent enough fighter otherwise they would end up dead. Especially if the one who hired you, more paticularly they hired you to kill one of their enemies or injure him enough that he couldnt continue.

"If you were here to kidnap Me then you would have done so at the river when I wasnt dressed and practically defenseless." She stated with a care free smile.She lifted her head and held back a small gasp she wasnt expecting his face to be so close to hers. She could feel his breahe flutter across her lips as she answered his last question. "I havent been given a true reason to kill you yet. And I've just learned that though you could have probably killed me at the river but not just that. i've learned that you are just a lecherous peeping tom."

While she was talking she moved her hand around to his pocket and carefully withdrew her dagger from said pocket. In all honesty she could have cared less about her pants; he could keeps those as long as his little heart desires she just wanted her dagger back. That dagger was a present from her parents (one of the few things that they were able to give her).

Moros watched on with intrest but he couldnt help but roll his eyes. The two were acting like curious pups rather than the grown humans that they supposedly were. He still didnt trust the man or even like him. Especially not now that he was that close to his friend. He wasnt to thrilled with Kazira at the moment seeing as how she kissed him. He growled lowly with irritation he was not happy at how familiar the man was acting with his friend. He wasnt sure how this whole thing was going to turn out.

It was a normal day. the birds where chirping stories to each other in the trees. The Squirrels were playing a game of tag running around the base of trees and up the trunks to be hidden in the canopy the branches created over the forest floor. It was a great day and kazira was irritated. She hadn't used her powers in over a month and there was nothing else that seemed to put her in a bad mood other than that. She had been cooped up in cities towns and over populated streets that she couldn't use her magic and it was building up and Moros was getting upset with her because she would accidentally flood a field or set fire to a home or even completely melt some of her weapons. He, Moros, had decided that she needed to blow off some steam so to speak and told her to go deep into the forest and use her magic in more productive ways than setting fire to something or flooding anything else.

She grumbled on her way to a secluded meadow that she knew of. Many didn't know that it was there because the trees grew denser the further that you ventured in. It was beautiful and it was quiet except for the animals and the natural noises of the forest. A small smile slid onto her face as soon as she stepped onto meadow the flowers were bright and there was plenty of light that she didn't need a torch. She dropped her things onto the ground. Today she was wearing a black halter dress with gold designs on the bodice and leather belt, the skirt was a plain ebony with a slit up the right side that ended on the upper part of her thigh. She wore tan sandals that laced up her leg and black arm guards. This was a present from one of her trader friends said he got it from Rome a while back and had wanted to give it to her as a gift for saving his life after being burned severely. It wasn't something that she would normally wear but she didn't have many options left unless she wanted to make her own clothes and that was more expensive than buy them!
She walked to the center and took in a calm breath, closing her eyes, and then opened her eyes. If one was to see her now they would see that her left eye was a brilliant gold and her right was a swirling mass of silver and blues. She closed her eyes and allowed her powers to manifest physically. She then began dancing to an unknown tune using her hands to form designs in the air with both fire and water. She allowed her magic to take control and move on its own and it twisted over her arms and wrapped around her limbs and weaved through the strands of her hair neither singeing nor soaking anything it touch. She was in complete harmony with her elements.

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Kazira leaned against the wall with Lancelot not even two inches from her face. Her eyes glanced to the cut on his cheek and she smiled. That smile turned into a soft giggle and that giggle turned into a laugh. here she was being pinned to a wall. "Oh yes my present situation is actually quite humorous especially now." She stated. A plan formed in her head. Well he'll probably expect this but here goes nothing. She thought. With a smile that he couldnt see do to her mask she headbutted him and used whatever momentum she had to push him down to the ground while pulling out another dagger and she landed on top of him her legs on either side of his hips using her legsto pin his arms and holding the dagger to his throat.

"This is fun" She stated with plenty of mirth lacing her voice. She was terribly surprised that her mask hadnt fallen off with everything that was going. If it did the match would more than likely end the match. The msk was the only thing that hid her identity and she was glad that her shirt hadnt ripped anymore that it already was. "So how were you going to defeat me?" She asked in a curious voice. She wasnt trying to be snarky or anything she was trying to keep this fight interesting and amusing. She highly doubted that she would win but she wasnted it to be fun and different.

Kazira knew that she was close to being cornered and she didnt like it. 'Damn males for being bigger than women.' She was not a happy little witch but let out a dry laugh at him. "Yes I could see where that would be a little difficult. And odd flirting with a 'male'." she stated with mirth. She was seriously tempted to concede to the battle but she wanted to have a definate winner not one on a forfeit. That was just plainly not her style. She could feel the air hit her chest and sighed well there went a perfectly good shirt she thought.

"Alright so maybe blaming them was a bit childsih" She gruted out and moved herself away from the wall moving in half circles still keeping the defensive and conserving as much energy as she could. "But hey I wanted to compete and a rule was not going to stop me. You'd be surprised at who is in disguise around these parts." She said in a joking manner. She was itching to reach for her sword again but she wanted to see how far she could push her short range weapons before they broke. They werent the best made weapons that she had in her arsenal and it wasnt like she had many places to hide other weapons on her body. "So what do you plan to do, to defeat me?" She inquired taking a slash at his face making a small cut. It wasnt too deep but it was just enough to cause it to bleed slightly. She felt a tad bit of guilt at doing that but shrugged it off. She was just trying to keep her self out of a corner. She was to much like an 'animal' to take being trapped lightly.

She narrowed her eyes slightly givving them a mor angry feline look to them. He really wasnt letting it go now was he? "If you really want to know then ask the king, or better yet his knights they would be more than willing to relay what they did." Kazira stated with a half tone. To others it sounded as if she was making up a story but she wasnt. "On second thought," she stated the back of her neck. "I'll give you a bit of information. I walked away from my camp to the river only to return and see them slaughtered like cattle." She let a small smirk on them. "In a way I have a new understanding of how cows feel when members of their families are killed." Moros nudgered her hand and she gave him a pat. Kazira watched as 'Cain' put away her dagger and pouted. 'Was he ever going to give it back or better yet' she thought absently 'when is he going to hand over my pants?'

She looked up from the ground she had been staring at and answered him. "Because it was attacking me for no reason. At least none that I could see." She grew somber at the thought but it passed just as quickly as it came. "And I wasnt about to waste something that could be to good use." She stated with a shrug. The dog had actually been part of the original pack that Moros had been apart of before he was left to die. It had been a young pup but it knew the stories and grew angry upon seeing that her friend was alive and decided to attack her to get back at him for whatever the true reason was. The still had the fangs and claws tucked away on a necklace. She was going to put it on the her families gravesight.

Deciding that she wanted to flirt and have a bit of fun she walked up to him and placed a kiss on the corner of his mouth. "Anything that I want?" She stated in a low seductive voice. She wanted to laugh so bad but she held it in. She was having fun despite what she looked like on the outside. She didnt let it escape her notice that he avoided her question and wasnt about to drop it but decided to let everything play out. "Hmm, yes, well, now that I know what kept you here." She stated tracing the curves of his armor. "What brought you here?" She let out a breathy laugh. "Trust me anything you tell me will not be the worst that I've heard." She paused. "Are you planning to kid-nap someone?" She asked somewhat randomly. 'not quite sure where that came form?' She thought idly.

Kazira was feeling the effects of using her agility to much; her muscles were beginning to burn. While she truly wished that she could use a spell to lessen the effects she wanted to fight fairly and if anyone had truly caught her doing it she would be killed and that was not on her to do list during this time. She grunted when Lancelot hooked her arm and let his other sword go across her chest. She was smiling during the entire time. She let out a laugh and looked at the man. She knew that for her she either won and proceeded on only to be caught by a less chivilrous man or she would lose to one that may or may not reveal waht she was. "You know Sir Lancelot if I wasnt so sure that this wasnt a fight i would say that you were a flirt." She pushed him away from her and she was glad that she held firm to her weapons.
She took on a more defensive stance and decided that she needed a new tactic because being on the offensive was waering her out more than it should. "Maybe this was not the smartest idea. I've never faught in males clothing" she thought absently. If she did fight, it was usually her leathers, those were lighter than the cotton like material. "I didnt do it out of trickery." She stated evenly. "It's not my fault that they thought i was a male when my voice is to high for one. Even a young child sounds different than my own voice does." She knew of the consequences that he was talking about and honestly she wasnt going to stick around long enough for those to be acted out on. She was gutsy but not stupid. Despite wjat others thought of her. She let an easy smile slip onto her face although hidden by her mask. "I too am having a grand time. I must say you are one of the better opponents that i have had the pleasure of fighting. She was not going to use the underhanded tatics that others liked to use at this point. She could fall and then try and blind her opponent (among other tactics) she didnt like them and so she wasnt going to use them. She could use her magic slightly to help her with an advantage but it would be to obvious to her opponent since he would be the closest to her.