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[color=Goldenrod][center][h3]~Senna Daher~[/h3]
~The Night Before~[/center][/color]

It was certainly something, wasn't it? This expedition. A large gathering like this was perfect for picking pockets and other thievery. The redhead simply took in the sights as she followed the group from the palace. The air of Oasis tasted so fresh after being locked in the dungeons for months. Not to mention the drinking and other merriment! Senna could hardly not participate in such fanfare. She may have been a bit of a well-known thief and trouble maker, and wasn't exactly all that popular, but that didn't matter now, did it? She wasn't really one to dwell on most things, and for now? She'd enjoy the last time she'd probably ever see Oasis and her old life, even if it had been a rather objectively shitty one.

So she'd make the most of this.

While the caravan marched towards the west gate, she drank, flirted a little, pilfered a journal on a whim so she could keep track of things, and maybe a few other things here and there. For the most part though, she behaved herself. She didn't want to lose this chance to get out of Oasis, after all. She sang with the musicians, and even accepted a blessing of protection from a priest. She had never been a religious sort, but she wasn't gonna ruin someones fun and even if she didn't want to admit it, it was a small comfort. After all if there was some god out there that could protect them...well, she'd take whatever increases to her survival she could get.

Not like she was gonna die though. Not easily, at least! She fully intended to explore every bit of the world outside of Oasis. It had been her dream since a little kid, after all. Follow in her parents footsteps and all that. Perhaps even find some clue as to their fates...but thoughts for later! Such thoughts were not fitting of a gathering like this! So she cleared her head of all thoughts of the past and future, and focused solely on the now. Which devouring a delicious looking cake she had swiped from someone.

Soon enough, though, the Caravan reached the west gate, and progress was halted for the night. She would have continued the usual partying, drinking, and merriment had she not caught a glimpse of a familiar face in the crowd. She'd recognize his face anywhere, after all, they had been partners for most of her life. She pulled herself away from the large crowd, and followed the familiar face into a quiet alley far enough away from the noise of the party to become but a distant echo.

[color=goldenrod]"You've got some nerve coming here and showing yourself,"[/color] Mild annoyance tinged her voice as she approached the large man. The man in question, had short red hair much like her own and bright blue eyes. He was wearing a cloak to hide his appearance - chances were the guard was still looking for him and he was trying to keep his appearance concealed. [color=goldenrod]"Let me rot in a dungeon for months and you've come to say bye now or something?"[/color] Her look softened as she spoke, a small chuckle escaping her lips as she finished. [color=goldenrod]"...It's good to see you, Eimar. How's Michelle?"[/color]

[b]"The lass is fine. Took a bullet in the shoulder, but nothing that wouldn't heal."[/b] The man replied with a sigh. They both knew what happened to the other three, so it was useless bringing them up. At least they were hopefully in a better place, if such a thing existed. There was silence between the two of them for a few minutes after that. There wasn't much to be said, after all. Eimar knew he couldn't convince Sen to stop this fool's errand as much as he might have wanted too. Once she made up her mind on something, he knew it was useless to argue with her.

[b]"So ye goin' through with this, eh?"[/b] The man sighed, a small wistful smile forming on his lips.

[color=goldenrod]"Of course I am."[/color] She replied, folding her arms against her chest. [color=goldenrod]"I can't stand this place any more. You know I've always hated this place. I want to get out there in the desert and explore! See places where no one else has been before. Might sound a bit childish but...well, you know,"[/color] She walked over to him, closing the distance between them in a few seconds. [color=goldenrod]"I'm a stubborn idiot, So don't try to tell me to stay, ya big oaf."[/color] She smiled.

[b]"Aha, I could never tell ya to do anything, lass."[/b] He chuckled, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. [b]"You jus' make sure if you die out there, you don't let it go to waste."[/b] At this the girl chuckled, and wrapped Eimar in a brief, but tight and affectionate hug. They stayed like that for a few, blissful seconds before Senna let go, turning around as she gave Eimar a friendly punch on the shoulder.

[color=goldenrod]"Thanks, but I'm not gonna die out there, Eimar."[/color] She said, walking back towards the party. [color=goldenrod]"Look after Michelle. She likes you a bit more than you think."[/color]

Eimar simply watched as she left, watching her leave until she disappeared into the crowd. He pulled the hood of his cloak back over his head, before turning around and walking back down the alley, shaking his head. It was well known the two of them were...lovers on occasion, but well, he'd be lying if he said there was never anything more he felt for her, but that didn't matter, now did it? It was likely the last time they'd see each other...well, he couldn't say it was something he wanted to happen, but life was a bitch like that sometimes. Not everyone got a happy ending, after all.

Maybe he'd finally settle down and open that bakery he always wanted to open...

[color=Goldenrod][center][h3]~Senna Daher~[/h3]
~The Day of Departure~[/center][/color]

As the gate opened to let the Caravan leave, excitement, fear, and anxiety hung over the caravan like a thick cloud of smoke. The desert spread out before them like a massive, endless ocean of sand. The pack awaited out there, somewhere among the endless dunes waiting to devour them like they had the Lost Tribe. As she passed through the gates on foot, her mind wandered, going over all the tales that she heard of what possibly lies outside Oasis. Excitement filled the young redhead, quickly driving out any fear, anxiety and any thoughts of going back and living the rest of her life as a petty thief or criminal. The only thing that awaited her down that road, was nothing more than disappointment and possibly an early grave.

At least this way, if she went, she'd have a bit of excitement and adventure with her early grave.

As the caravan moved away the city grew smaller and smaller, though it was ever present in the distance. Senna couldn't help but to watch it disappear into the horizon, almost as if the desert sands were reclaiming its lost territory. A small frown crept across her face as she thought of her last meeting with Eimar the night before. It was difficult for her to leave him like that. Jut to cut off all ties with her old friends and gang...she was going to miss them, there was no getting around that, but she had made the decision to leave, and she wasn't going back on it now. So the girl simply stood atop the sands looking back, and waved good bye to her old life and friends before turning around, face full of nothing but confidence and determination to see this adventure through to its end, no matter what it might be.

As the day wore on, she made her way towards the front of the caravan. The heat definitely wasn't enjoyable and even if she grew up in Oasis, she had never been a fan of it. She much rather preferred the cooler temperatures of the night, though that might be because it was easier to commit theft and other things at that time. Either way, she was grateful for the cool desert breeze that began to stir as the sun set. After a long day of marching it was definitely a welcome event.

So was the brief break they were apparently getting from their leader. She couldn't help but to laugh either when he made a show of drawing his blade and striking towards the sun.

[color=E0FFFF]"Hah! See that my fellow gents and gals? We've vanquished our foe for the day and live yet to see tomorrow! Truly there's no finer group to make this journey!"[/color] Ahaha, that was definitely true! They had certainly made good progress and hadn't run into any trouble so far.

[color=E0FFFF]"Come-come, bring some Vino! We'll march with wine in our bellies and end this day with spirits high! Ah, this reminds me of my daring trip around Oasis, running outside the city walls for four days! Vicious hounds snarling at my heels, with only my trusty bottle of Scipio's to ward them off as I headed for the northern gate! Mind you, this was in my younger years. I'm quite content not to have hounds at my heels every step of this journey."[/color] Senna listened to his tale. Sounded like he was quite the troublemaker back when he was a kid like she was. The redhead could respect that, and well, it certainly meant he was an alright sort with her. Plus, his theatrical way of doing things was downright hilarious.

[color=E0FFFF]"Ah, this is how history is made I tell you. Those walls are a prison, and Humanity is locked away inside them."[/color] Senna fell into step beside Hannibal, a large grin on her face as she addressed the older man.

[color=goldenrod]"Aha, they'll never see the wonders of the outside world, alright!"[/color] Senna excitedly replied, drawing her own cutlass, pointing it towards the horizon. [color=goldenrod]"I almost feel sorry for them! Safely behind their walls, living a content life. That's all well and good, but where's the excitement? This reminds me of that one time I stole some iron from the guard. I got caught, and had to make a run for it. I managed to get out on the walls, but I stumbled and fell. Thankfully, I didn't majorly injure myself but I landed outside the walls! Getting back in without the guards noticing me was annoying, but with a little persuasion I managed it."[/color] She finished her tale with an excited laugh, flourishing her own blade before loudly sheathing it. It was probably obvious there was quite a bit of exaggeration in her tale, but she wasn't going to be spilling what actually happened any time soon.

[color=goldenrod]"Senna Daher, nice to meet ya."[/color] She gave him a roguish grin as she introduced herself. [color=goldenrod]"You're that inventor guy, Hannibal or something right?"[/color]

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