lydyn

The Fallen One

At first, Evelyn didn't even recognize the word 'food,' and instead her mind focused on the obvious - mark of a deity? Blessed? Arete? Her mouth nearly dropped open at she listened to the two and turned her wrist over to look at the mark. She had always had it, for as long as she could remember, and in fact when most people got used it's presence it was like she wasn't special at all. She had never been special, but now she had two personal rescuers and she was gifted by a goddess? It was almost too much, too hard to really believe and take in, but the two women seemed so sure of themselves.

What did this mean though, if it was true? Would these two be her personal guardians now? Would she be kept hidden away in some temple or guarded under lock and key? Taken care for? Expected to do heroic things? Would she even find love? Only an hour ago most of these questions weren't even possible, but being whisked away from the life of servitude, she started to hope a little - just a little, that maybe she wouldn't be alone anymore. She hated it, after all, it was like a gnawing disease of depression to be so alone all the time.

Finally a, "thank you," was given to both of them. Though it was given shyly and with uncertainly, she still gave them both a very particular look, one of genuine kindness and gratitude. "I uh... yeah, food would be.. wonderful, thank you.." she again said with a bashful tone, finally giving them both a small, gentle smile. While she didn't say anything about her mark, it was obvious that thoughts were spinning around in that little pretty head of hers as she followed the two to the kitchen. As they finally sat down to eat, she seemed perfectly content listening to the other words they had to offer about the situation.

The Fallen One

I'll reply in about an hour or so. ^.^

The Light of Our Oath

@Vee Shame on you! >=( :p

Starless

Not that anyone really pays attention to me, but some things came up... I'll try and get in a post sometime this week when I can. ^^'

The Fallen One

Hahaha, it's fine. Heheh. I'll stay up a bit if you're going to reply. ^.^ Bed time, but you know... I'm an adult, so staying up a little is okay. ^.-

Edit: Okay, sorries! It's 1:20 AM... bed time for Lydyn. ^.^

The Fallen One

Now to wait on @Rekaigan... again. :p

_{(Also, I am loving this RP so far!~)}

The Fallen One

She didn't get all the talk about visions or words of warning or omens. No, not at all, instead all it did was bring more confusion to her face. What the hell did she have to do with anything? Especially magic readings or being anyone's hope. She was just a normal woman! As Amelia knelled down though and offer her some water, it did seem to have a calming effect, as she took the waterskin and nearly drowned herself in it for a few moments. The mercenary had been right in assuming she got very little water and her entire body language seemed to improve by just getting some liquids in her.

After a moment of looking at both of them, examining them a bit more closely, she seemed to suddenly flush for no apparent reason. "N-no... never... I've just always.. been a servant.." She cast her eyes aside, adding, "and a slave.. but, um.." she continue, looking back up. "No.. nothing.. the only thing strange about me is.. my birthmark... t-that's it.. just a normal woman.." She looked between the two for a few more moments before gently lifting her right hand to show the Celtic knot seemingly tattooed into her skin - and that was the thing, it looked less like an actual birthmark and more like something that had been inscribed into her skin. As they looked at it, she gently bit her lower lip, watching them intently with a look of unspoken interest.

The Fallen One

Evelyn kept quiet until they arrived at the barracks, taking the knight's suggestion of discussing this when they were safer, though she wasn't entirely sure what they were discussing. Eventually, they came upon the building - though she hadn't been paying attention to where it was or how it looked - and entered, finally being gently put down. All she could do at first is bite her lip and look up at both of them as they kind of stared at her for a few moments - she knew what they must be wondering. She really didn't have any answers and if anything, she had questions for them.

"Um..." she started again with the same meek hesitation as before. "Uh.. I'm.. Evelyn... and before you go asking questions - I don't know!" She ended the sentence with a haste, a panic almost settling into her tone as she held her stomach within her arms. "I-I don't know about any dreams.. I don't know what's going on... I'm just.. me.." She skimmed her eyes across the floor before looking back at them, feeling her body shaking from all the adrenaline. She was in a strange place with strange women who were towering over her five and a half foot form, and they were both talking about dreams like she had to be saved from something. She didn't get it at all. Her life had been turned upside down! She was a servant only a week ago, went into slavery, and now she was here. Evelyn looked shaken.

Notes

I left the description vague, so you could describe the barracks, Rekaigan. ^.^

The Fallen One

@Rekaigan Is it safe to say at the barracks that Ellie would put her down? Also I'm guessing this is a normal barracks (only bigger?)...

The Fallen One

No worries. You guys are being awesome with replies. <3