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She held back a laugh at the man. He was entertaining, if not perverted. She shook her head. it seemed that the only truly negative encounter that she's ever had reciently was with the prince. "I personally dont think it hides it." she stated nonchalantly as if it was common knowledge; she turned to face him. "More feminine clothes tend to hide what you call a beautiful figure." She shrugged but shivered slightly. Damn the breeze she thought clearly not amused. this was the disadvantage of wearing just shirts or dresses. She walked back over to them and tried to grab her pants from him again. Yes she had another pair but Moros would surely be back at camp and she didnt want the questions he would ask about where her pants were...It was a rather odd question to be asked.

Kazira didnt realize that she had dropped her belongings or that he dagger had fallen out of her boot. She also for some reason did realize that she was once again exceedingly close to the man who held her pants captive and wanted the ransom. "will you please just give me my pants back?" she asked finally in an exasperated tone. " I'll give you just about anything you want." She paused looking at him. "Within MY reason of course." She could feel the goosebumps rise on her skin and shived some more. This was certainly not what she had been expecting today. To get spied on by an unknown man, said man holding her pants hostage and again said man wanting something or other from her to get them back. This was just grand and peachy. She thought sarcastically.

Kazira hadnt noticed that her shirt was still unlaced so when the man had asked if he could 'assist' her in getting dressed Kazira's face gained a pink hue. Its more like you want to assist me in undressing she muttered. But when that fish hit him in the face she couldnt seem to get her face to stop burning from the way he was acting. She had to roll her eyes though when he stabbed to fish and acted like he was going to make her dinner with the, now dead, fish.

Her blush just got darker when he said that she had a beautiful laugh but she didnt say anything. The last time she said something she got scolded for talking down about herself. She turned faced the man from the bank and saw that he was holding her pants. She couldnt believe it...She had actually...forgotten about her pants. There she was sitting in front of a man in only a shirt and knee high boots. "Yes I was looking for those. Now can I have them back." She stated walking up to him and grabbing hold of the pants. Hoping that he'd just let them go but she doubted that he would. It was just a gut feeling.

Kazira gave him a dead-panned look. Was he...flirting with her? She growled though she was definitely not happy that he was still staring at her. She wasn't particularly modest but it was still unnerving to have a man staring at you so intently...Like you some piece of meat. She reached a hand over and grabbed her shirt deciding that she didn't want to be in the water any more than she had to be. She stood up slowly and turned her back to the male and pulled her shirt on. The shirt was a hunter-green and it went down to her mid thigh. Walking out of the water Kazira stood in front of the man nose-to-nose. She didn't care if he was taller than her or that she was currently unarmed...Nor did she remember that she had to actually lace up the top of her shirt.

Now that she was closer to the man she didn't like the infuriating smirk that was on his face. He knew that she was slightly uncomfortable."Its quite easy you turn your eyes and look else where." She stated in a sarcastic tone choosing to ignore that fact that he had said exquisite. "You're not a very sly pervert." She stated before walking back to the edge of the bank and kneeling down and gathering her things and wringing out her sodden hair. It was times like these that she wished Moros didn't volunteer to do something nice for her. Though she thought taking a small glance at the man, he is rather handsome. Maybe I could have some fun with this. She would be fine as long as nothing happened to the rest of her clothing. She could handle just wearing a shirt but it would be a little uncomfortable when she had to walk back to camp. She jumped slightly when she saw a fish swim by her. A silly idea came to her mind she allowed her eyes to glow and murmured a spell, this cause the fish that she was looking at to fly out of the water and hit the man, oh whom she had no name for except for "pervert", in the face. She looked back and started laughing wrapping her arms around her stomach. She reached for her boots not really caring about her pants at the moment (she actually forgot about them) and pulled them on, not before checking and making sure that her hidden daggers were still in place, before she continued to kneel at the bank only this time facing him. At the moment she was still flustered at his unannounced presence but hitting him with a fish made it all the funnier if not a bit better. She idly wondered how he was going to take being hit so comically?

Kazira had been traveling for a long time and she was hot and tired. She had Moros scout out an water source and was ecstatic that when he returned that he had found a river. Granted she didn't particularly like rivers but when the days were beginning to blur together as she travel she could be happy about any water source. She found a small clearing and dropped her stuff it was still early so she would be okay enough to set up a small camp.

"Kazira; Did you want me to go hunting for our dinner tonight? Moros asked as he watched her dig through her pack pulling out two small pouches. He knew what it was it was a hair cleanser that Kazira had invented a while ago made of common herbs that helped clean the dirt from one's scalp and hair. It was rather pleasant and with the lavender mixed in you couldn't smell the herbal scent that it used to smell like. If he could have laughed her would have. Kazira did not look like a twenty some woman as she sat next to her pack her hair falling all over the place. She looked so young with the dirt smudges on her face. He would sometimes forget that she wasn't a small child.

"Oh," Kazira said looking at moros before answering. "Yeah that would be nice. I have no preferences really. You could even hunt rabbits if you feel a little lazy." She stated before standing up and stretching her legs and walked in the direction of the river Moros had found earlier. With a wave of her free hand she gave a small wave saying that they weren't in a big hurry so he could take all of the time that he wanted to. Kazira pushed back the brush and let out a small yip in happiness. She had never been so happy to see a cold river than she was now. She rushed up to the edge and quickly stripped her body of her dirty clothes and slowly walked into the cold water her teeth chattering slightly before she began to slowly get used to the temperature. She dove into the water slightly allowing her hair to get wet before she waded back to the shore and reached into the pouch and let her fingers pull out a paste and began rubbing it into her hair. After she was through with cleansing her hair and body."Man I could get used to relaxing like this." Her hands formed water figures that seemed to move as if they were alive; there were three of them one a man the other a woman and the smallest one was a little girl. She smiled as they danced around on the surface and acted like little goblins in a rush. She relaxed in the water and begrudgingly talked her self into going towards the bank so that she could wash her clothes. Her head down she swam closer to the bank and when she looked up she saw booted feet and let her icy eyes move up and saw a handsome man staring at her standing near her clothes. Her eyes widened slightly before they narrowed and she moved closer to the bank; she wanted to get to her dagger(all while making sure that her assets were still shielded somewhat by the water,) you never knew what someone would do to a person (especially a woman) when they were vulnerable.

"Do you think that you could stop staring at me?" She stated her eyes hard and swirling with emotions. "How long have you been standing there?"

Kazira could see the realization that seemed to creep into Lancelot's eyes. Great she thought with an inward sigh. He knows what I am. Well at least I'll be able to finish the fight and then get yelled at by someone. She let a smile grace her features not that anyone could really tell with her mask over her face. "Yes Sir I do know that us females arent allowed to truly participate inthe 'festivities' but I happen to love fighting strong oppenents." She let out a dry laugh and a small grunt as she blocked his attack having to use both of her hands to keep her sword steady. "I am glad though that you will fight me as you would a male. That makes me have hope for the male gender." she said the last part in a sarcastic jocking way.

She attacked and blocked for several more swings and continued to laugh lowly. "Well that attacks that are expected can be the most surprising considering many woudnt think that the person would actually perform the action."

Kazira could feel the grip on her weapon slipping and sighed. While she was proficient with a sword she couldnt do it for to long, she had luckliy manuevered herself closer to her dagger and with a coy smile she let her bodyflip and her hand wrapped around her dagger and she held both in front of her. She loved her agility sometimes. She was thouroughly enjoy the fight and it to be more interesting so she sheathed her sword and her dagger and pulled out her sais. To those who dont know what sais look like they have a longer middle point and two shorter curved points makeing them look similar to mini pitch forks. Many didnt know about the weapon she now held the only disadvantage was that she had to be at a closer range and that left her open to many attacks.

she ran at him and pushed her sais an "X" andcaught his sword and began to push him with her weight. "So are you having fun yet?" she asked mirth lacing her voice.

Kazira nodded her head at him. He was handsome as most males that she meets are. She drew her sword and daggger silently. She was a bit miffed that he had called her the wrong name but didnt voice it...for once. Even if she tried to changer her voice it wouldnt sound anything like a male's. She shifted her feet and when the signal was given she attacked Lancelot swiftly but held back in order to gauge how he fights. She brought her sword in an upward swing hoping to catch him off guard. If this were a real fight to the death she would have just flipped over him and cut his throat but this was just till submission or the opponent yielded. And should that person be her she would just continue to fight. That was just how she did things. She used her dagger in a sidways swipe and then repeated the action only going down wards. She was fighting like she was dancing to and unknown beat and each step she took didnt look like one that you would take to make the expect move.

Kazira was naturally faster than him in her mind. For one she didnt wear the armor that he did and her weapons were light weight. But being a woman she was also aat a disadvantage. One, she was shorter and her build was much smaller though she knew that you couldnt really tell with the cloak but the height difference was one that she knew she would struggle with. Another thing she just realized was that he was much stronger than her just by beinga fully grown male. This caused her to frown. The Armor was going to prove to be a hassle as well but it could also work to her advantage...Hopefully nothing will happen. Should she lose her cloak tha would be find but should something happen to the over shirt that she was wearing well lets just say that she would be mortified angry and disqualified seeing as she wasnt even supposed to be fighting. She didnt take another step to think about how it would look for Lancelot to fight a woman and the thought never crossed her mind at any point in time when she was attacking said person. This might not end so well with her.

"It's... alright," he said a last, still looking down at his work. "Guess you just don't know how boys are supposed to be treated when they have no family and no real name, when they work for their place and then do the work wrong."

Kazira sighed. He was right. She honestly didnt know how people treated young boys. She's usually traveling or working so she doesnt notice. But she was used to treating the children with firmness not brutality. They were the ones who shape the world that we live in. They take care of everything without knowing how much the lands depend on them. "You're right," she stated honestly looking at the ground. "I dont know how they are supposed to be treated but I do know that they shouldnt be hit." She stated calmly not letting he inner turmoil show. "I really wanted to throw something at that man though. "She laughed quietly. "Just to make him stop yelling." She heard moros pad up to them and sit next to her no sign of the small attack.

She looked at Neav before picking up a bridal and a cloth and rubbing the metal parts gently. "Just because you dont have a proper name or a family doesnt mean that you should be treated with anyless respect than any other person." She said softly. "Besides I think that it will all get better sometime. You're too nice for it not to." She smiled when she said that and glanced at neav through the corner of her eyes still rubing the bridal clean. "And you know you do have a fmily just not a normal one." She stated with a small laugh. She honestly menat that he did have a family. Those horses cared for him and took into consideration his feelings and how he would take things. They were a family weather he knew it or not.

Moros got up and went over to Neav and layed his head in his lap carefully so as to not scare the boy. The boy, Neav, had a good scent and he had a feeling that with this boy had agentle soul and had hidden secrets that always seem to hide behind a invisible wall. Kazira gave Neav a playful bump with her shoulder and let another smile grace her face. "So what's there to do in this place? Do you ever do anything fun?" She asked with a cute tilt of her head.

Kazira watched as Neav ran off and couldnt help but let a scowl ruin her face. She glanced at 'Master" William and her glare intesified. She absolutely hated the fact that he was patronizing her. Keeping her eye on him she walked back over to her weapons and began stapping them back on. "Do not ever patronize me. I dont care if you think you are as powerful as the gods or even the king. I will warn you once more dont ever lay a hand on that boy again. I may not be the scariest thing but I know many things that make grown men like you turn tail and run." She pulled out her dagger contemplating on throwing it through his head. She was just that angry. "This is why I hate humans; All we do is destroy whether it be the land or others."

She sheathed her dagger and walked over to kingfisher giving him a loving pat even though he snorted at her and she walked over to Chance. "Would you like me to check on your boy?" She mumbled before smiling. "I could let you out and you could hurt him? Or I could just stab him and no one would know the difference." she muttered the last part in a barely audible voice."But I dont think that Neav would appreciate that...I think he might be mad at me..I should apologize I acted before thinking." She was being honest about killing him if they wouldnt say anything to Neav she could get rid of him and no one would know who did it but she had doubts that she would be able to walk away without any blood on her clothes. So she sighed and walked towards the exit giving Chance a few gentle pats on her neck. She glared at the man and walked past Moros. An idea pooped into her head.
"You know my companion isnt to happy at the moment." she stated looking pointedly at Moros whose hackles were still raised she nodded to William before walking out the room. "I wouldnt mention this to anyone if i were you." With that she walked out of the stables and went to find Neav. Moros understanding that he was just supposed to scare the man jumped on him and let his jaws clamp down on the man's arm for several moments till he just barely broke the skin and drew some blood. He jumped off and trotted out of the stables His unusual golden eyes glaring at the man. He didnt seriously injure him but he wished he did but Kazira didnt want him to.

Kazira had wandered around the stable area for a while before she found Neav cleaning the tack. She took a silent seat next to her mindful of her weapons. She glanced at him and saw the red mark on his face. "I'm sorry...If i stepped over my boundries back there but I let my emotions take over. I didnt mean to make everything worse.." She trailed off not looking at him, she was not used to apologizing to people especially for things like this. She thought about her threat to Master William, she wasnt lieing he may have thought her to be a weak lady but she was being honest she may not be the scariest thing but she knew plenty more and theyr werent all magical...A lot of them were quite normal and human. In the short time she met him Neav reminded her of her little sister. No, she didnt mean that he acted like a girl but he was so young and he held an innocence that needed protecting at least in her mind.

Kazira let out a wide smile when Arthur agreed to make and arrangement to meet Cole. "Thank you!" Without thinking she gave him a quick hug and the second she did she retracted her arms as if she was burned and mumbled an apology. she probably shocked the man down to the core with that move. But she was very grateful."You dont have any idea how much I appreciate this. I wasnt sure if he had made it back or not. At the time he was on a journey for self discovery that his master had decided to put him through." Kazira stated honestly.

She flushed when he complimented her dagger. It was her third attempt at forging it and she finally got it right. It was not a skill she excelled at but she made a few quality swords that she was actually was quite proud of. "Thank you. I've made a very few weapons." SHe smiled at him. And then went into a short thought. She was a Mercenry by trade but she dabbled in odd jobs so she didnt really care what job she got as long as she was able to earn some money and not have to 'borrow' from the nobles on the street. "No I dont have any particular job in mind. I'm willing to take any job that is offered." She paused before answering his next question with a raised brow and answered with a slightly concused voice. "Yes. I have. Why?" She wondered what he was getting at by asking her that. She was a nomad of course she's traveled a lot. But she didnt say anything other than her question. She was curious as to what he wanted to know.

Moros watched the two with interest and was still sort of reeling about the black blade He was surprised that Arthur didnt ask what it was made of. Moros didnt of even know what it was made of. But he was also curious as to what was going on through both of their heads.