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Human form: Dragon form: Name: Drake Woodsworth Age: 18 Sex: Male Race: Dragon, appearing as human. He is a Lambent Guardian, which is a rare Subspecies of the Nightstalker dragon. They are very few in numbers, only numbering in the low dozens. They live in the Glowing Forest which they protect from outsiders wishing it harm, and rarely vanture outside of it. Position: 1st year student Personality: Drake is extremely shy, and is usually extremely nervous around those that he doesn’t know. He will never start conversations with strangers, and is even reluctant to do so with friends. If someone wants to get to know him, they have to be the ones to talk to him. This isn’t out of any hate of anyone, it’s because Drake cannot seem to get over his shyness to be able to talk to others. He is extremely quiet and introverted, thus meaning that he doesn’t require socialisation in order to be happy in life. He can sometimes be very content to stay at home for the night while others are out partying. It also means that he prefers a small group of good friends, rather than a large group of friends that don’t really care much about each other. With those he is friends with, he is very kind and very caring. He doesn’t like seeing people in trouble, and will do his best to try and help them, even to his own detriment. He’s very unselfish, and will happily share things with those less fortunate than he is, including food from his own plate. He is endlessly curious and can sometimes find himself in a loop of looking things up. For example, he could be reading an article on biology, but come across terms he doesn’t recognise or references to other article subjects. He will then go and have a look at them, which in turn will lead to more things. Due to his young age, he may sometimes display rather childish, playful behaviour and loves to play games. Powers: Shapeshifting: Able to switch between his human and dragon form. Firebreath: In his dragon form he is able to breath fire. This is limited to only his dragon form. Disease resistance: He is naturally resistant to disease, but not immune.

I figured I would give it a peak. It seems like a good place for a more relaxed RP with a character I've been dying to RP for a while.

Location: Bear’s gun shop Victor listened closely to the story that Bear told, his eyebrows raising a little in surprise as the man described it. He could tell from the look in the man's eyes, the manner in which he spoke, and his emotions that he was not telling a tall story. He meant every word that spilled from his lips. He even knew what it was like to be in that situation, but he tried to block the memory out. Now was not the time to be remembering it. He switched his attention back to Bear as the man stated that it was how he had gotten the medal in the picture. He watched as Bear poured the whiskey before picking it up and sniffing it. He then took a small sip before commenting, “Not bad.” He took another, larger sip before he said, “That’s quite the tale, and it sounds like you were quite deserving of that medal. It’s not something a lot of men would be able to handle.” He paused as he took another sip, finishing off the glass of whiskey before he then said, “I’ve never heard of that battle before. I know that the Muskurg Empire and the Thuyan Empire have skirmishes with each other, but nothing in specifics other than their fight over Talvania before it was formally declared a nation. There are still some descendants of the Thuyan invaders that exist today who like to terrorise people who are just wanting to live out their lives. As for the Muskurg Empire… they attack us every now and again but otherwise we’re able to hold our own against them. I don’t think they have the resources for an all out invasion otherwise I think they would.” He was careful to avoid saying it in such a way that Bear could gleam that he was part of the army himself, as what he had said was general knowledge and well known throughout the country.

Location: Bear’s gun shop Victor felt himself growing a little wary when the man freely admitted that he used to serve in the Maskurg military. He remained silent as Bear explained that he had joined when he was just sixteen. He looked quite aged, which meant that he had been in the military for far longer than Victor had been. He wasn’t sure what Bear meant about the attack of the dead men, and furrowed his eyebrows. At the man's last comment, Victor slowly shook his head, “Not Maskurg history, no. I was born in Talvania and I’ve lived here my entire life. Funnily enough they never taught Maskurg history in school. So you’ll have to forgive me when I tell you that I have absolutely no idea what you’re talking about with this whole ‘attack of the dead men’. I assume it was a battle of some significance?” He asked.

Location: Bear’s gun shop Victor watched the bear moving further into the back room and from the sounds that emerged from it, she seemed to be settling down. Perhaps for some sleep. That thought made him relax even more, and he refocused on Bear as the large man stepped closer to the counter once again and explained that he had loved guns for most of his life. The information that he was in the military perked Victor’s interest, and his eyes flickered to the picture on the wall again. He knew he was going to have to be careful here, as he didn’t want to reveal too much of himself. If the wrong information reached the wrong ears, then it would force him to flee once again. It was his hope that Kvor was isolated enough that he could settle even if it was for a little bit. “Military, huh? Where did you serve? What division?” He asked, before he nodded at the picture, “I see a medal in that picture. Got it from service?” He asked, twitching his blue eyes back towards Bear once again to hear what the man had to say.

Location: On the Northern side of the central Mountain range. Dezrin continued to look at her with patient eyes. If he was annoyed at her snapping, he didn’t show it. Instead, he rested his elbow on his knee before resting his chin in his hand as he continued smiling at her in a rather boyish fashion. When she apologised, he didn’t wave it aside, but said, “You’re right. You have no idea how my universe works. Just like both of us have no idea how the universe works for the gentlemen who tried to give you that dress earlier.” He paused for a moment to let her absorb his words before he continued, “When I say that the island defies all logic, I really mean that. Logic that you and I find quite reasonable, and grounded in reality in both of our universes, flies out of the window here on the island. No doubt you’ve already noticed things that don’t conform to the universe that you’re familiar with.” Dezrin turned his head back towards the entrance when there was a flash of light, followed closely by a loud rumble that felt as if it shook the very cave that they were huddled in. It was likely to continue for hours. Already the air was becoming more chilled, taking on a sharper quality. He was glad for the clothes that he was wearing that ensured that his body temperature was well regulated. He then turned to look back at Cassandra once again, “But you never answered my question. Would you like something to wear? It’s only going to get colder, and I think you might be a little more comfortable if you weren’t sitting there naked.” He then gave her a friendly grin, hoping that she would relax enough to accept his offer. After all, all she was doing to accomplish by a stubborn refusal is getting sick. It was unlikely to kill her; just be irritating.

Location: Bear’s gun shop Victor’s eyes widened when he saw the absolutely massive bear that shuffled into view. He had never seen a bear so big in his life before. It was the largest he had ever seen. He couldn’t help but feel a bit impressed when Bear casually approached it and hugged the animal who didn’t seem to mind the attention in the slightest. He read the body language of the animal, who didn’t seem to have any kind of aggressive posture. He glanced down at Fenni who immediately settled down. He stopped growling, and slowly sat down although he remained tense and alert just in case the bear decided to attack his friend. Victor was glad that he had such a close bond with Fenni that the wolfdog sometimes knew what he wanted before he even realised it himself. “I didn’t realise you had an actual bear in your shop. I honestly thought you were referring to a wife.” Victor said, unable to take his eyes off of the huge beast. He not only felt wary at being near such a huge predator, but he couldn’t help but to admire how large it was and how close Bear was without any form of trepidation. Despite having a wolfdog, he wasn’t sure he could get that casual with a bear. He would be too worried that it would one day turn around and claw his guts out.

Rose flinched visibly at the sound of the door opening although it didn’t seem as loud or as angry as earlier. She couldn’t bring herself to peak through her arms and instead she shrank closer against the headboard. Her heart was hammering in her chest like a hummingbird's wings and her breath was quick and shallow as she silently prayed in her head that the two of them would leave her alone. She could hear their voices, but the words were almost indistinct and she could barely make them out. She sounded upset and distressed, while he sounded comforting. Slowly, she peeked through her slim arms to see him hugging Anhara, one of his hands rubbing against her breast. The sight sickened her, and she felt her stomach churn but she remained absolutely quiet, like a rabbit trapped within its burrow. She stiffened when attention was turned towards her and for a moment, a brief flutter of hope blossomed in her chest when Anhara, for some reason that escaped her, suggested that they let her go. But that fragile hope was shattered when her father refused. It started to register in her mind that they were speaking of Anhara as if she were someone completely separate. How could she, when the girl was sitting right there? She felt her muscles tense when the girl looked back at her and asked about friends. Her tongue was frozen, her mind numb. She had no idea what to say. She did not want to be friends with this girl, not after what she had done. But she was too afraid to say that out loud, afraid that the girl or her father would lash out at her. So she chose to remain completely silent, hoping that they would forget about her.

Rowan grinned a little when he saw Natia’s face light up at the sight of the bathtub. He watched as she stepped towards the water and dipped a toe into it before slipping into it. At her words, he smiled before he chuckled and said, “I certainly hope so. It will be nice to relax in after the last few days of travel.” He slipped into the water himself, almost groaning at the feeling of the warm water against his skin. He allowed himself a few moments of relaxation before he reached over the side of the tub and picked up a bar of soap, “Come here.” He told her, dipping the bar into the warm water before he began to scrub gently at Natia’s pale skin, the soap loosening the dirt that had accumulated. Once he had cleaned her back, he pulled her back so that she was sitting on his lap. He allowed his hands to wonder, doing more caressing than actual cleaning. His fingers danced across her breasts, almost feathering over her nipples as he teased her, giving her a taste of his touch but never doing enough to cause any real pleasure. His hand moved lower, across her flat stomach before his fingers ran down her pale thighs. He dipped his fingers between her legs but even though he got close to touching her womanhood, he never actually pressed against it. A teasing brush was all she got. He wanted to hear her beg him for more, to ask to be touched all over. He liked seeing her blush and squirm; she was utterly adorable when she did.

Location: Hermitage. Daedrin chuckled when Izanagi finally noticed the mess that was his hair. He sat back in his chair, watching his friend with amusement at his reaction. He gave the woman a smile as she walked off as Izanagi dug into his food. When he joked about competition in regards to cooking, Daedrin quirked an eyebrow at him, “Hardly.” He said, affecting an aloof tone before he leaned forwards and continued eating his own breakfast. Upstairs, Lucius stirred and blinked open his one good eye, squinting a little at the sun that shone in through the window. He groaned a little as he felt the pain from his wounds make themselves known, and he reached up to touch the bite on his shoulder, only for his fingers to brush against a bandage. He paused, frowning as he tried to remember the night before. He had vague flashes of a familiar face… ah, yes. Daedric. And he had some friend with him but Lucius couldn’t remember much about them. With a grimace, Lucius pulled himself up so that he was sitting on the edge of the bed. He suppressed a groan as his wounds protested the movement. He remained sitting where he was before he then put effort into picking up his clothes and slipping them on. He spied his armour sitting against the wall, seeing the blood and scratch marks on it. It was in serious need of repair, but for now he would leave it where it was. He left the room, glancing around the hall before he made his way down the stairs. It was there that he saw the familiar figure of Daedrin along with an unfamiliar person. When Daedrin saw movement out of the corner of his eye he looked up at Lucius. He swallowed his mouthful, “Ah, Lucius. How are you feeling this morning?” He asked. “Better than I expected.” Lucius replied, coming to join them at the table. He glanced at Izanagi, but politely averted his gaze when he saw how messy the man's hair was. Clearly he was not a morning person, something that he would not judge him for. He was very used to his sister not being a morning person and taking hours to wake up properly. “Glad to hear it.” Daedrin said before asking, “Do you remember Izanagi?” “I’m afraid not.” Lucius said, now looking over at Izanagi, “I apologise but I don’t recall you other than a few vague memories. I seem to have lost a few hours last night.” “I’m not surprised. You had a serious fever.” Daedrin said, scooping up the remains of his porridge and stuffing it into his mouth as Lucius grimaced a little before putting on a more reserved expression.

@Rucio I've done it. Sorry about the slip. I do my posts on Google Docs, and I hadn't wrote down in my notes to do Lydia. That's rectified now. @Aura And before you wonder, I was gonna have Kaylaen eat something before your status

Location: En-route to Kaylaen’s apartment The officer responded to her smile with one of his own through the rear view mirror before his eyes went back to the road, “Don’t worry, I won’t let anything happen to you.” He told her in a comforting tone. Kaylaen noticed that the man kept glancing at the rear view mirror at her, as if reassuring himself that she was fine, and still there. Either that or he just couldn’t keep his eyes off of her. Kaylaen couldn’t blame him if that were the case. Sophia had a very striking figure, made even more prominent by the blanket she was wearing instead of clothes. He wondered if she knew just what kind of weapon she had. With the right clothes she could turn the heads of everyone, both men and women. Not that he no longer had the entertainment of watching Sophia flirting with several men, his stomach let him know again that it would rather like something to eat. He tried to think of what he had at home, as even something quick would satisfy him. He figured that Sophia herself would be hungry, especially due to all the fun last night, the stress from this morning and the hangover. He had some fruit, and other snack items. He wasn’t in the mood to cook, despite how much he enjoyed doing it. He had a feeling that Sophia was going to jump on the officer when they arrived at his apartment. Some fruit would do them for an hour or two. But what Kaylaen was really craving was the all-in-one breakfast from a café not far from his apartment. If Sophia wasn’t going to immediately head back to her home afterwards, he could treat her to something to eat. He couldn’t remember if he had some of his mother’s clothing at his apartment that he had yet to give to charity. They might be a little too small for Sophia as his mother had not been as voluptuous as Sophia, but it would do as a temporary measure. It did not take long for them to arrive at his apartment. The building itself was detached from its neighbouring buildings and it was several stories high. The outside was white in colour, with steps leading up to a black door. “Is this it?” The Officer asked, indicating the apartment building. “Yes.” Kaylaen confirmed. The officer got out of the car, pressing a button to unlock the back doors as he did so. He helped Sophia out first, holding her door open as she climbed out before he opened Kaylaen’s door and allowed him to get out himself. He was glad that, checking his trouser pockets, that his house key was still in his trousers. It would have been embarrassing to come all this way and still be locked out. He led the way up to the door, using the main key to unlock it. The officer motioned for Sophia to go on ahead of him before following behind. Once the door was unlocked, it opened up into a hallway which had an apartment door along the left wall. There was also a row of lockers for mail, and a set of stairs heading up. Kaylaen started up the stairs, warning them, “I’m on the top floor.” As it only had three floors, it didn’t take him long before he was at the top and unlocking his front door which lead into a small staircase heading up before turning to the left. He led the way up the stairs which opened up into an open-planned room. There was a three person sofa opposite the stairs, with a TV-stand and a small TV against the stair rail. Beside the sofa was a bookshelf, with a table and four chairs huddled nearby. Beyond that was a small kitchen that looked very neat and organised with a bowl of fruit on the side that had several apples, kiwi’s and oranges with a few bananas on a stand next to the bowl. By the kitchen was a small set of stairs going down into a bathroom, and to its left under a set of stairs heading up to the balconied bedroom, was a door that appeared to lead onto a small private balcony. He turned and gave Sophia a small smile before he said, “It’s not much, but it’s home. Help yourself to any of the fruit or snacks in the kitchen.” He then moved over to the kitchen and took one of the bananas which he peeled and took a bite from to ease his hunger. The officer was glancing around with curious eyes but he made no comment. His eyes turned back to rest on Sophia once again. It was obvious he found her a lot more interesting than the flat. Location: Abandoned Industrial area Liliana was glad that the man did not stop her as she left the scene or even attempt to follow her. She did not know him, certainly not enough to risk her neck getting him out of trouble when the police arrived. She slipped down several alleyways, taking a different route to the one that got her there in the first place. In the distance, she heard police sirens heading towards where their fight had taken place. It seemed that she had left at the right time. She did briefly wonder if the man had gotten away, but she soon dismissed him from her mind. She made her way back to her car which still remained where it was. She unlocked it and climbed into the drivers side seat, but she didn’t start driving yet. Instead, she reached back and picked up a laptop bag. Pulling it into her lap, she opened it up and pulled up the lid of a slim laptop. As it was booting up, she pulled wires from various pockets of the case, studying them with a slight frown of concentration. Most of them she put back, but the ones that would allow her to connect to the phones were kept out. She pulled out all the phones she had, including her own. Her own she placed within its cradle so that it could be seen when she was driving. She plugged on the phone of the first man that had been held hostage, running a program that would allow her to look through the files on the phone and even get information she wouldn’t normally be able to access such as location data. As the program started running, her phone started going off and she looked up to see that it was an unknown number. She reached forward and swiped to answer, “Hello?” She greeted. “Hello, Lili.” A familiar voice came through the speaker, causing Liliana to smile. “Hello, Frank. To what do I owe this pleasure?” She asked, looking back down at the laptop as information began to flow across the screen. “Were you able to follow the lead I gave you?” Frank asked, his tone becoming more serious than his friendly greeting. “Yes.” Liliana said, reading through a text that she had taken from the phone, “He was at the bar as you said. But I ran into a couple of problems.” She said. “Oh? Are you okay?” Frank asked, his concern palpable. “Of course, Uncle. I’m not hurt. I followed your lead and found him in the bar. But there was someone else there, one that followed the guy I was trailing.” She said, before explaining what happened and describing the young man that she had encountered. Frank was silent throughout her retelling, before then asking a few questions to clarify a couple of things. As she spoke, she downloaded all the data she could rip from the two phones. When she had finished she heard a sigh down the phone, “That is an unexpected development. We heard nothing about someone else tracking your lead. I’ll look into the man for you, and see what I can dig up.” “Thanks, Frank.” Liliana said with a smile before adding, “And if possible, can you get the telecommunications data regarding these phones? I want to track their movement and link them to the telephone towers that they used.” “I’ll try. No promises though. You know I’m not meant to be helping you.” Frank replied. “I know. I appreciate everything that you do. I know you want to find my parents killers as much as I do.” Liliana said. “It’s the least I can do. Look, I need to go now. Take care.” Frank said, before hanging up. Liliana sighed as she unplugged the phones and tucked them away before shutting down the laptop and closing the lid before putting the laptop back on the passenger seat. She then started up her car and began to drive back home. Location: Twin Mill Motel and nearby fish and chip shop. As soon as Rayvenne had her food, she left the fish and chip shop and returned to the motel. When she arrived back at her room, she glanced around for Raeghan but the raven was nowhere to be seen. Well, if he wanted back in he could peck at the window. She unlocked the door and let herself in, where she sat herself down at the small desk and quickly and neatly ate her meal. When she was done, she screwed everything up and threw it in the bin. She then went to the bathroom and washed her hands before she returned to the main room. She sat down on the bed, opening up her laptop to check to see if she had any job offers. There was one, someone that claimed to be a farmer that lived just outside of Blackberry Falls. He seemed to be having some troubles with what he claimed were goblins. He had attempted to take care of it himself but the troublemakers were far too numerous for him to deal with, and the local authorities didn’t believe him when he tried to tell them what was happening. So he had turned to his forum where he hoped that there would be someone to take care of the problem. She sent back a confirmation that she would head out now. It wasn’t as if she needed sleep; she could go several days without sleep before she really needed it. She closed the lid of the laptop, putting it aside before she climbed off of the bed and made sure that she had everything that she needed. Her swords and guns were in the boot of her car, and thus she didn’t need to concern herself with them. She picked up the keys and walked out of the motel door, closing it behind her. She checked the handle out of habit as she let out a shrill whistle. After a moment, Raeghan came swooping down to land on the rail in front of her, “You called?” He asked. “Job. Some guy is having trouble with goblins.” Rayvenne said. “Goblins, or Gnomes?” Raeghan joked, causing Rayvenne to give him an unimpressed look, “That joke isn’t as funny as you seem to think.” She told him, turning to walk towards her car as she heard a cackle of laughter behind her. She unlocked and opened the driver's side door, holding it open for the large, red-eyed raven to fly in and settle himself on the passenger seat. She climbed into the driver's seat and started the engine, backing out of the parking space before turning and heading along the outskirts of the city, heading towards the farm. Location: Blackberry Falls Public Library Lydia sighed as she ran her hand through her dark hair, her green eyes focused on the pile of books that she had just dumped on the table in front of her. She frowned at the sight of them, as a niggling feeling in her stomach was telling her that she wasn’t going to find what she needed within these texts. But she had promised to help her work colleague, and help she would do, even if she doubted that his claims have any real basis. He was quite firm in the belief that people had occupied Ashaea for as far back as the early Egyption civilisation. Lydia doubted it. There were some evidence that people had lived on the island long ago, and had for some reason abandoned it. She wasn’t sure why her colleague had that idea in their head, and she knew that she was wasting her time here. But at least she would be able to say that she honestly tried. A part of her was irritated that she had agreed to do this, but she quickly squashed such an unkind thought. With a soft, drawn out sigh, Lydia sat herself down at the desk. She pulled the first book closer to herself and opened it up to begin reading her way through it. Lydia had deliberately chosen a rather quiet corner of the library in which to do her reading. While she could rent one of the quiet rooms, she didn’t want to take money from her own pocket just to sit in a room all alone for a project that wasn’t even hers. Still, the corner suited her needs quite well. It was quiet, out of the way, and people rarely ventured this far into the library. She was quite sure that no one was going to disturb her.

@Aura Aye, I think perhaps a couple more posts to go? ^^ @Rucio I will do a post tonight ^^; I apologise I didn't do it in my last posts. I was concentrating on what was already there that it slipped my mind. I've made a special note of it this time.

Location: Outskirts of Kvor. One of Victor’s eyebrows rose a little when Bear explained what the gun was, and the fact that it was very rare. A part of him didn’t believe the large man. Why would someone in such a remote place have possession of such a weapon? And how? He stayed his tongue, though, not wanting to insult the man with an unintentional accusation that he had stolen it or was lying. If it was rare like he claimed then it had to have taken a long time for him to have gotten his hands on it, and he likely spent a lot of money on it, especially to get his hands on such a good conditioned weapon. No one would want to part with it willingly. Victor certainly would not, even if he were that desperate for the money. As he shifted to get another angle, he noticed the image behind the large man on the wall. He looked at it again, recognising Bear among the several people there. They were equally as massive and intimidating in presence. It was obviously his family. His sharp eyes noticed the medal that was pinned on his chest but the picture wasn’t well defined enough for him to see what it was. He then heard something moving in the other room, and Fenni gave a faint growl warning him that there was some kind of predator nearby. Victor glanced down at the wolfdog, who was staring intently at the door, his ears pricked forward and his body language tense, ready to pounce the moment he was given the order to. Not taking the eyes off of the door himself, Victor asked in a wary tone, “Is there something in the back room?”

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Location: Sapphire Mantle Hotel and Spa (Luxury Hotel); Early morning When he felt something tapping against his hand, Kaylaen looked up and over at Sophia. He gave her a smile back, although inwardly he somewhat doubted it. The officer certainly only had eyes for Sophia. He was only on the peripheral of the officer’s attention as he seemed much more interested in her. Still, while he doubted it, it would still be fun. He then turned his attention back to the officer as Sophia suggested that her home was a little cramped and that they should perhaps use Kaylaen’s. He considered it for a moment before nodding a little. It was a studio apartment, with the bedroom in a small upstairs balcony. Still, the living room might be large enough. Granted, he technically owned a house as well but it had been his mothers and he was trying to sell it. He gave Sophia a small nod before he looked towards the officer who was looking at him through the rear-view mirror. “I live in the suburbs, in a studio apartment.” Kaylaen told the officer before giving over his address. The officer nodded and said, “I know where that is. Not a bad neighbourhood.” “It isn’t, no.” Kaylaen said in agreement. It was certainly better, and safer than the slums. He winced a little, knowing that Sophia was living in that part of the city. It wasn’t a pleasant area, and had the highest crime rate. He leaned back in his chair as the officer turned down another street and started driving in the direction of the suburbs, heading to Kaylaen’s apartment rather than Sophia’s.

Anwyn winched as the shuttle trembled around them, as if it was about to shake itself apart. That thought was likely to stop anyone from ever stepping foot in a shuttle ever again. But Anwyn was not someone that allowed herself to be frightened so easily. Even so, the shriek of protesting metal was unnerving and seemed to go straight through her. Her hands clenched on the hand bars as her jaw tightened, trying not to flinch at the grumbling sounds that the ship was giving off. She had never been on a ship like this before, but then with the amount of cargo that they were carrying it was not surprising that the ship was being rebellious. The kind of weight that was now pressing down was screwing everything up. She looked up when she heard the voice of her new ‘Master’, the professor that had accepted her on this exhibition. She couldn’t help but to grin slightly at his comment about rim pilots. Her chuckle was lost in the sound of another metallic shriek, and when it died down she said, “Every time.” She pressed herself back into her seat, allowing the straps to keep her firmly in place which was a good thing, as the deeper they penetrated the atmosphere of the planet, the more the ship shook and grumbled. She kept her gaze fixed on the professor, which helped keep her grounded as she felt even her seat vibrating. She was glad that she was not a heavy eater, and glad that she did not get motion sick. Otherwise that would be deeply embarrassing. The last thing she wanted was to embarrass herself in front of the professor. She was very excited to being on this exhibition. It seemed to grab at her interest the moment she read it and she had worked hard to be the one that accompanied the professor.

After a few moments of searching around, Rose spotted the window that was nearby. It looked to be locked with a latch. Her body urged her to get up and run over to it, but the more logical part of her mind scolded her. Reaching the window would be impossible without being spotted. And Anhara was a monster when Rose was doing something that she didn’t like. Rose dreaded to know what the girl would do if she attempted to escape, and right in front of her! The very thought of what Anhara would do made her freeze in her position where she was pressed up against the headboard. She didn’t want to even be touched by the other girl. What if she got herself… violated, on top of her again? Rose would do anything to avoid that. She jumped when the girl started screaming for her daddy. She whimpered, shrinking further back against the headboard as if she could disappear through it. The sound of heavy footsteps made her freeze in fear, and she knew that even if she could reach the window and escape right now, her body would not obey her enough to move over to it. She curled up, clutching protectively at her head as she prayed that she would be completely ignored.

Location: Hermitage. Daedrin looked up when he sensed Izanagi moving closer to him. The moment he saw him, Daedrin paused in mid-chew before he leaned back and slowly finished his mouthful as he watched Izanagi with an amused glance. He swallowed his mouthful before he said, “Good morning. Yes, I slept well. And by the looks of your hair, you did too.” He then indicated the mess that was on top of Izanagi’s head, “I think you missed something this morning.” He added. He then looked back down to his breakfast, allowing Izanagi to sort himself out. He scooped up another spoonful of porridge, eating the thick oatmeal before he took a bite out of the toasted break that was spread with the sweet research. The jam was surprisingly delicious, sweet without being sickly. It also had the small strawberry seeds in it, just the way that he liked it.

Rowan felt Natia’s head press against his chest, and he turned his attention back to her now that the woman had walked off. He tilted her head to the side slightly as he looked down at her, and was glad for his sensitive ears so that he heard what she said. He reached up and stroked her hair in a reassuring fashion, “I really wouldn’t worry about it, love. Sex is something that happens all the time in places like this. I’ve had sex with other people here in the past. Granted, none quite as loud as you and that is nothing to be ashamed of. But she must be new.” He told her, keeping his tone low and warm to try and comfort her. He didn’t want her to think that this kind of thing was abnormal. In his mind, there was no problem with enjoying each other, and expressing their love like this. If the woman was so uncomfortable, then perhaps she shouldn’t listen in as if she wanted to join in and enjoy what Natia was experiencing. Carefully, and quite reluctantly, Rowan pulled his cock from her body and lowered her to the ground. He kissed her on the top of her head before he stepped back and picked up their clothes, rolling them up into a bundle. Once he had everything tucked under his arm, he took her hand and took her to the door. He opened it up, glancing outside to see if there was anyone about but the corridor was empty. He then pulled Natia into the hallway, the door closing behind them. He moved up the hall, passing the two doors that he was instructed before he opened the door and peered inside. He smiled, pleased. The room was roughly the size of the room that they had come from but it lacked any kind of bed. There was a large tub though, with water that steamed slightly. He could see soup to lean oneself with, as well as some towels. There was even a bench that they could sit at. He pulled Natia into the room and closed the door behind them. He let go of her hand, moving over to the bench and dropping the clothes down onto it before he turned to the tub and dipped his fingers into it to feel the warm water against his skin. He then looked over at Natia, “The water is quite warm. Come on, get in and I’ll help wash you down.” He then grinned a little at her.

Location: Sapphire Mantle Hotel and Spa (Luxury Hotel); Early morning “Ah-ah yes…” The officer stuttered a little, clearly aware of the soft, sultry voice that she had used. He cleared his throat, several times and seemed to look at Kaylaen who gave him a charming smile which made the man relax slightly. He seemed to get a better hold of himself as he led the way outside to where there were a couple of police cruisers waiting. He moved to the front one, opening the back door which he held open. Kaylaen reluctantly let go of Sophia and stepped back slightly so that she could get into the car. Once she was, the police officer shut the door behind him before he told Kaylaen, “To the other side.” He followed Kaylaen around the other side and opened the door for him but he didn’t seem as differential as he had with Sophia. Kaylaen got in, settling into the seat. It was a little uncomfortable, but he wasn’t expecting it to due to the nature of the vehicle that they were in. He pulled the seatbelt forward, clipping himself in. The officer got into the driver’s seat, grunting a little as he closed the door before strapping himself in. He then said, “Give me a few minutes.” He then started using his cruiser laptop, clearly writing up at least some kind of report of what had happened while they were in the hotel room. Kaylaen tried to see what he was typing but he couldn’t quite get the right angle. He sat back, glancing at Sophia as the officer then closed the lid to his laptop and started the car up. He pulled out from his parking space, glancing around to ensure that his way was clear before he started off down the road. After a few moments of driving, he then asked, “Where do you live, sweetheart?” He glanced at Sophia through the mirror. Location: Abandoned Industrial area Liliana’s eyebrow twitched up a little as he explained his theory, and she couldn’t help but to glance at the cooler with the unknown chemicals. His words troubled her and she didn’t like where that thought was going. Normally, a person would just laugh at him and dismiss it as nothing but a crackpot theory born from the mind of a paranoid and deranged person. But from what little she knew about these Leech people, it didn’t seem too far outside of their scope. She drew her attention back to him when he made a playful apology. While she was annoyed that her chance to question the man was gone, she couldn’t help the slight snort of amusement at the way that he put it. At his assurance that he could easily hide from the police and more of the bastards if they decided to show up, Liliana studied him for a moment before shrugging, “Okay, fair enough. Then I suggest we leave. Although before I do… while dead, they might still be able to say something…” She went up to the man that had originally been captured and searched his body. Once again, she found an unmarked gun which she decided to take so that she could give it to her father’s friends for them to look at to see if they were able to somehow trace the weapon despite its lack of serial number. After a little more searching she pulled his phone out and straightened. She turned it over in her hands, seeing that it was clearly intended to be a disposal phone, with the battery easily accessible so that it could be removed. Satisfied, she removed the battery before slipping the phone into her pockets, “Sometimes people leave interesting things on their phone…” She commented, more to herself than the other person. She went back to the woman, and searched her again to see if she had missed the phone the first time. She then found it… stuffed inside of her bra. Classic move. Again, it was a disposable phone so she removed the battery and slipped it into her pocket. She was not going to risk taking them back home to have a look. She had a laptop in her car which she could use to study them, in a location far from her home. She then turned to the man and said, “Well, seeing as I’ve got everything I can have, I’ll be leaving.” She paused as she saw the cooler, “I assume you’re taking that… just don’t do anything stupid with it, and don’t let it fall into the wrong hands.” She wasn’t sure why she was letting him just take it. Her gut was telling her that he was someone that she could likely trust, and she had always trusted her gut instinct. Either way, she gave him a nod and turned to begin walking off.

Location: Outskirts of Kvor. Victor pushed his plate away from him with a content sigh. He felt a lot better now that he had eaten. He picked up his whiskey glass, downing the contents before motioning for the bartender to fill it up. Now that he had eaten something, he decided to down the second glass as well, since he was eager to investigate what that noise was. Once he had downed the glass, he placed it on the bar as he suppressed a burp. He gave the bartender a nod and said, “Thanks.” Before he slipped off of his stool. Fenni immediately shot to his feet and came to Victor’s heel as the man turned and headed out of the saloon and onto the street. Immediately, the hot, dry air hit him which caused him to pause for a moment before he looked around, glad that his hat was shielding his eyes from the fierce glare of the sun's gaze. He then spotted the sign that Bear had spoken about and walked towards it, giving Cherry an affectionate pat on the neck as he passed her. He approached the door of the shop, looking in the window as he passed it. He could see Bear behind the counter doing something. Cleaning something by the looks of it. Glad that he easily found the shop, Victor opened the door and stepped inside, causing the little bell attached to the door to chime gently, announcing his presence. Fenni continued to walk at his side as he stepped into the shop and glanced around. After a moment he commented, “Nice place you have here.” He then strode up to the counter to see what the other man was doing, only to see him cleaning a weapon he had never seen before. He frowned a little before saying, “I’ve seen a lot of guns in my time, but I’ve not seen that one before. Another custom made one?”

Awesome. I will place her at the Blackberry Falls Public Library when I next do a Blackberry Falls post. My weekends are usually too busy to post, but hopefully by Monday I will post.