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Time: Morning
Location: OH HQ
Interactions: @princess - Angel
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Shay sighed quietly as she listened to Angel’s story. From one victim to the next, huh? She bit her lip and withheld her sympathetic response for now. As she continued listening, she glared ahead. So she was going to answer her somehow about the location. But how did Op. Humanity does not know where Drake was located? This boggled her mind. How could she safely reply? Her only view of location was running like hell from it after tricking Eric. She winced as she remembered him. That poor man; he was probably dead, or close to it. She had been unconscious upon her arrival and then running like mad after escaping without getting caught. She wouldn’t have won that fight easily. Still, she did know the general location and through tracking spells, could possibly find it again; however, that was not something she was planning on doing. She didn’t even know if she wanted to become anymore involved.

”Thanks, Angel, I’m Shay and I’m aware now. Also, I’m sorry to hear about your family. I lost all of mine, too, including my relatives and grandparents.” She replied and paused, allowing her words to sink in. Shay couldn’t bear to think about Holy Saviors. She wanted to burn them all in their unholy worshiping grounds. She clenched her fists and pushed it out of her mind. ”As for knowing the location, I don’t know it well. I was unconscious upon my arrival. When I was escaping, I wasn’t focused on it; instead I was running during night-time and trying not to get caught.”

She didn’t know if this girl wanted to know so she could specifically hunt them down. She was skeptical of her. Still… Shay needed an ally within this stupid place. She had to tell them what Alexander was doing with witches… It made her sick to her stomach. She moved onto the girl’s next phrase. ”And that’s great news about the magic. You guys don’t miss anything, do you?” She stopped twirling the thread with her telekinetic spell. It landed on her lap and she set it in her pocket. Shay wiped dried blood from the back of her head with a sigh and folded her hands to help hide it. ”So now what?”

Shay hesitated on telling her. What would happen to her if she did - it would certainly be her death sentence. Nonetheless, it was important, but she needed to develop trust and possibly friendship before giving it up. She fell into silence and began surveying the scene around her. She was on edge, waiting for something bad to happen.
In Avalia 4 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Artemis
Time: Late Afternoon
Location: Roshmi Grand Hall
Interaction: n/a



Artemis had been relaxing as she watched the second dances. Unbothered, her partner hadn’t shown up, so she continued eating. It had been years since she felt at ease and somewhat at peace. She had been devouring the pasta, along with the vegetables and fruits. She had eaten meat; something she felt on the fence about enjoying. She sighed nonetheless and watched as the dances came to an end. She was grateful she hadn’t been forced to dance again. Though she had enjoyed her time with Cade, she hadn’t been up to doing it again. Putting on a charade was exhausting, but something she was used to doing.

She sat up after finishing her plates and scowled as a young eleven man approached her. ”Miss may I have this -”

”No. Get away from me.” Artemis snapped, not bothering to glance at him further. She ignored the look of dismay and confusion on the Elf’s face. Sadly, it didn’t stop him from trying again.

”A human such as yourself should not be sitting alone, miss. My friends can help you.” Artemis, with her back to the Elf, smirked. So he thought she was human, huh? How many others did? And why didn’t this bumbling idiot realize she could be a demon? Smirking and turning around, Artemis confronted the Elf.

”Human, huh? Maybe you should think twice before you speak, Elf. I’ll show you what a damsel can do to you and make the Demon fighting pits look soft. Be gone with you or I’ll have your head.” She flashed her teeth and a devilish grin crossed her face.

The Elf’s eyes widened as he hurried away. She began chuckling and threw some glares at the companions who had been waiting with him. A group of Elves and possibly some Demis - she didn't look too closely. She glanced around and began trying to find Darius and Myra. She didn't want to admit it, but she was starting to enjoy herself. Artemis smirked as she moved across the dance floor and toward her companions.


Time: Evening ---> Morning
Location: Art Exhibit - OH HQ garage
Interactions: @princess - Angel
Mentions: @Ducky - Remy



Shay had stayed awake and silent as the two entered the car. She hadn’t replied to them, too exhausted to even think. She had been clutching her painting for dear life and wasn’t letting it slip from her fingers. The red haired hunter picked up food and Shay had wolfed it down. She had been so hungry, and the adrenaline had caused it to intensify. Shay had remained awake and under the blanket until arriving at the garage. When the two had left, Shay remained alert for another ten minutes before finally crashing for the night.

~*~


When Shay woke up, she was briefly confused. Where was she? As panic surged through her, her mind quickly began recounting the details of the night. She let out a slow, sigh of relief and did not remove the blanket. She looked down as pain throbbing in her arms alerted her to the source. She had been clutching her painting still, albeit loosening over night. Shay groaned in pain and slowly flexed her fingers individually, remembering to hold the painting so it didn’t crash and make noise.

The door opening caused her to jump and peek out. The familiar voice of Angel however, managed to soothe her nerves. Still on edge nonetheless, Shay stretched out and remained hidden under the blanket. She had been listening to people coming and going and was afraid to be seen. As a precaution, she only kept her head visible. She stared at her curiously, her eyes still adjusting to her new surroundings. She still held onto the painting and kept it invisible to the hunter.

”What would you like to know? My tragic life story, or the thrilling events of being in New Paeonia, also known as hell - or all of the above?” She rested her head up against the side. "Tell me this, please. As much as I appreciate your hospitality, how do I know you won't rat me out or send me to die after I tell you what I know?" She didn't want to come across as too scared, but she was. She was terrified. What if this girl sent her to her death, or she was found? Shay didn't know what to do. OP Humanity wasn't kind to witches, nor did they trust them. She wanted to find a familiar and also visit Maeve's store - but where would she go? How did she know nobody would turn her in? The helplessness sinking in, mixed with her anxiety, was too much for her. She started to nervously twirl a piece of thread with telekinesis spell to help soothe herself.
In Avalia 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Belle & Kuroi



After Belle finished dancing with the mysterious Light-Elf, Belle found herself buzzing with the newfound information. The rebels were here. She couldn't be sure if it was a trap or not, seeing as some demon had been speaking to her in her head. Belle sighed heavily and shook her head. She took a few deep breaths and followed her paper towards her next partner. Not sure what the hell she’d be in for next, she braced herself. As she moved through the crowd, she swatted away a few butterfly papers that had obstructed her vision and glowered at the owners. Nobody said anything, thankfully. She thought she saw Baraian through the crowd but hadn’t been certain. She was going to need to find him after this…

Belle inhaled as she began approaching her partner. It looked like… ”Kuroi,” Belle whispered as she fought to keep her emotions in check. She stared at him and swallowed hard. She had to remain in control, because God only knew if that demon would be listening to her thoughts or something. Belle pictured Gaia in her mind’s eyes, and her emotions quickly dissolved.

”Evening,” she greeted and curtsied quickly. She straightened up and bit her lip. Belle wanted to apologize and make it up to him, but how? She needed to ask him, because only he would know. Whatever it took though; she hadn’t meant any ill-harm to her comrades.

As Belle approached him, Kuroi had merely been standing there in the midst of all the scurrying to find everyone’s second partner. He hadn’t expected such a heartwarming gesture, and although it was appreciated, he was dumbfounded at the kindness that had just been shown to him. He felt bad for snapping at the girl, even though he wasn’t irked at her in specific, he was disillusioned with how rapidly his life had gone downhill in the matter of seconds. The vulpine hadn’t noticed his second piece of paper turn into a butterfly and fly off, only for it to land on his head. He slowly turned around at the sound of his name and gazed upon a familiar looking face greeting him.

Kuroi’s expression grew stone cold as he returned the bow without saying anything. He offered her both of his hands, waiting for her to accept his invitation to dance as he stared into her eyes with the most tense expression one could possibly deliver. As one could imagine, this young fox was not happy. Hearing the governor’s yelling from not too far away also made his blood boil - he was constantly fighting back his urges to give Roshmi a proper reason to send him to jail. Regardless, he pushed his negative emotions aside and waited for the young woman to take his hands.

Belle didn’t need the power of empathy to feel the tension and anger radiating from the vulpine. She had faced this kind of anger before, but this time it hurt deeper. She was ignoring the governor’s yelling, though she wanted to throttle him. As she took his hands, she moved an inch closer so she could keep her voice low enough for only him to hear. ”Kuroi, I’m so sorry. I didn’t know.” She continued as she stared at him. Her eyes were shining with regret and sorrow. ”There are many things about this world I do not know, but one thing I can tell is the deep shame and mess you’ve been brought into. I want you to know I'll do everything I can to clear your name. I’m on your side and I’m sorry, which is something I usually am not. Seeing the innocent fawn being bullied, made my anger boil, and I wasn’t thinking. I can understand if you don’t want to speak to me again, but I want you to know I will do what I can for you to bring you peace from here on out.”

Belle’s voice was hardly above a whisper and the worry was lighting up her dark, icy blue eyes. She glanced around quickly, then back into the vulpine’s stony gaze. Was this demon listening to her? Did he know what was happening? Had it heard her reply? God, Belle didn’t know, and she needed to talk to Torvi and Bowyn, then the Elves and dip after these stupid dances.

”And I need you to keep things on the down low, okay? Is Baraian here and is he okay?” Belle didn’t want to worry or trouble the vulpine further, so she kept what was happening to herself. She managed to catch Elleta’s gaze and stared at her piercingly to alert the woman that something was wrong. She glanced at her with concern as her expression changed, then turned back to her partner. Belle turned away and went back to Kuroi and awaited his reply. Her stomach was churning, but she was in control of her emotions. Belle took a deep breath and waited.

The vulpine stayed silent as he began to dance around with her, listening to her words as he looked down at her with a rather cold expression. Once he had finished and a few minutes had passed, Kuroi spoke, “I am aware your intentions were noble...yet your intentions did more harm than good, to me at least. There is little to nothing you can do for me, all I can do now is clear my name by being open about my presence here. If the governor or any of his lackeys attempt to take me, then I’ll give them a proper reason to put me in jail.” He snarled, gritting his teeth angrily.“Regardless, I am here merely to enjoy myself as best as possible...until the guards get called, that is.”

He spent the rest of his time in silence, dancing with Belle until she spoke up, or until he was called upon by the guards. Whichever came first, Kuroi was already ready to fight if needed to. He already had an assortment of weapons hiding under his garbs ready to be used at any moment. Something told him that tonight would be a hard night to swallow, be it if he was suddenly spotted by the governor or just by this encounter alone.

Belle listened to Kuroi and withheld a sigh. She understood his anger and needed a name cleared. It was something she had fought for after the Hunter’s gang had nearly murdered her. So, part of her could sympathize with the vulpine. However, she could not handle pointless conversations. This would go nowhere and it was proven when he became silent. With a sigh, Belle broke away from Kuroi after a few moments.

”Then I wish you the best of luck. Should you need any assistance, you know where to find us. I have faith you will achieve your goal.” She strode away and began trying to find Torvi and Bowyn. She needed to tell them about the demon speaking to her in her mind. As she joined Torvi, she eyed the crowd for anyone who might be suspicious.

Once Belle broke apart from her, Kuroi offered a deep bow before turning his back on her and moving elsewhere to give himself some time alone. He grabbed a drink from one of the servants and took a seat at the edge of the room, crossing his legs as his eyes watched the various races dance with one another. Taking a sip from his alcoholic refreshment, he couldn’t help but ponder about what the two women had said to him. How peculiar that both of them happened to be humans. Were the gods mocking Kuroi? Or were they trying to communicate something to him.

Despite his mildly feminine aesthetic, the vulpine definitely needed a woman’s touch to ponder over the events that had just happened in his life. It helped to view these issues from someone arguably in worse of a position than he was. Regardless, Kuroi drank his alcohol as he pondered on what to do. Eventually, his eyes fell upon the governor who was barely within his gaze.

Everyone knew how dangerous an angry fox could be.


Time: Sunset
Location: Art Exhibit --> University Parking Lot
Interactions: @helo - Elias, @princess - Angel
Mentions: @funnyGuy - Sean; @Tae - Sorrel; @Ithradine- - Volfango



Shay watched as the fedora man came over to her and yelled at the red haired warrior to ease up. When the woman released her wrist, Shay pulled her arms back and covered her legs with them and glowered. She stared at the woman begging her to inform her of where Alexander’s clan was and managed to snicker. This girl, was she really thinking she could take them on alone? She was clearly part of operation humanity, but why was she indicating to go alone? Shay shook her head at her as she struggled to stand up. Black dots danced across her vision and she swore she saw her mother before her, scolding her for using dark magic. It only caused her heart to shatter more.

The warrior’s voice echoed in her mind; meet you up front, black Toyota… Shay had played this game before. Meeting someone, or going with a stranger, had been the end of her. And who was to say after she gave the information, they wouldn’t just kill her? No. She wasn’t going to die after giving it up. She didn’t know anymore. The exhaustion and strain of her light and dark magic was beginning to take its toll. Her patience was waning thin as she flinched at the sudden howling. Shay glared at the wolves, but also couldn’t help but marvel at them. What an interesting way to live; half human, half werewolf. She didn’t know where else to go but this girl’s fucking car and hell was breaking loose.

”Corium,” she whispered and disappeared from sight. She retrieved her painting then quickly made her way out of the school. The noise was causing her flashbacks to her 21st birthday; yells, screams and cries; gunshots echoing. Shay felt tears streaming down her face as she made it outside. Her breathing was quick and rapid, and she felt an aching pain in her body as she moved. Unfortunately, fighting vampires usually resulted in pain, and due to the heat of it, she hadn’t noticed. Her mind raced as she watched small drops of blood hit the ground around her. She had injuries and blood was dripping from her head. Shay muttered a healing spell as she moved and continued forward.

Once she found this girls’ car, she hurried toward it and pressed her hand to her head. Shay watched as operation humanity pilled in and moved into the back of the car quickly. Once inside, she curled up into a ball with fear. She held onto her painting with her legs, refusing to let go of it. Then, she pressed her hands over her ears to help drown out the noise. At the moment, the past was mixing with reality and she couldn’t tell which was real. Shay trembled and began waiting for it to end. She whispered a silencing spell to help dispel the noise, unable to listen to it anymore. It cost her more energy, but she was willing to bear it if it meant she wouldn’t listen to the chaotic misery.
In Avalia 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Corvina & Bowyn




Cora bit her lip as she listened to Bowyn speak. His discouraging words made her sink slightly into herself. Her smile faltered, as did the light in her eyes. It was a quick admission of guilt as she pulled up her impassive expression once more. She was afraid to admit it had been from Risa, and how she had met her Cora remained silent as she allowed him to speak his mind.. She did need to heed his advice though; she didn’t know this world, or who to follow. While she trusted and believed in Kenia and Malachi, she was wary of others. Those two had gone out of their way to protect Rei and her, while Risa could possibly thrust them into untold dangers. The actions of Princess Risa were indeed reckless and bold. She sighed quietly.

His next statements were enough to quelm her rising doubt and uncertainty. She was able to see the honesty in his words. He was quiet as not to allow anyone else to overhear. She could understand his point of view too. Through his words, she was able to decipher and pick up on his reluctance to join the rebellion. Something had to have happened to him in the past. She had seen his friends earlier and couldn’t help but wonder if they were elves or actually humans. His reluctance could have come from protection, and not just for himself and his bird. Once he finished speaking, she managed a gentle smile, but it wasn’t as bright as earlier.

”I regret to inform you that your previous statement is indeed true.” Cora stole a quick glance over to Risa, who was having quite the crowd. She turned and swallowed hard. She didn’t know what to think right now concerning the fairy. She sighed and looked at him. The friendliness and warmth was there now, as she remained open to the conversation. Despite the reluctance of agreeing, she has indeed made an acquaintance and she was happy for that. She thought about revealing herself to him but decided against it. It was best to keep the list of who knew her true identity to a minimum. Life could change rapidly, and sometimes friends could become enemies.

”I will keep your words in mind. Thank you, Bowyn. It has been a pleasure getting to know you and also your bird. I wish you the best of luck. If you do not come, I will understand.”

Bowyn nodded as she admitted what he’d suspected, her message had come from the princess that, he could only assume, reveled in the attention she was receiving tonight. It didn’t take much for Bowyn to realize he’d soured Cora’s mood a bit, and it tended to be a usual occurrence for those who spent too much time around him. At least she seemed to heed his warning some, though stealing the prospect of hope from others didn’t bring him any pleasure. He was, however, unsatisfied with her vague statements. He remained unsure of how deep into the rebellion she was or how well she actually knew Princess Risa or the fairy’s intentions. He still had his suspicions about Cora, suspecting his dance partner was yet another disguised human but, if she was, at least she had the sense to keep such things secret. He wasn’t interested in uncovering Cora’s personal secrets, but the larger questions he had; about who really led this rebellion and what their end goal truly was, those were the answers he needed.

“Was it Princess Risa who abducted all these humans? Ripping them away from their own lives for something as petty as regaining her crown?” Bowyn asked the question he most wanted to know in a voice so quiet it was almost inaudible. This was a dangerous topic, he understood that, but he needed to know who and why. “Because I have met humans, they are good people. They don’t deserve such a fate and I do not wish to see them suffer and die for nothing. I have little in the way of options for them. So, if this port is truly our best option, I will be there, but if you have any cause to doubt your information, or the source of it, I need to know. My kind are much less forgiving than most.” He continued with his quiet tone, though his words held the weight of his situation. He knew the dance was coming to its end, there wasn’t much time left for his answers and he wasn’t going to waste time trying to make more friends. If her information proved useful, they’d likely meet again anyway. If not that he didn’t need anymore attachments to strangers so willing to throw themselves into a lost cause. He needed to make sure before he tried to lead Torvi and Belle anywhere that it wasn’t on a fool’s errand.

Bowyn’s inquiry of Risa made her eyes widen. Shock and confusion rose. Aklenroth had brought them over, right? Why would the princess have done that? She frowned as she listened to him and furrowed her brows. She sighed and began to qulem her worries. Kenia and Malachi hadn’t lied to her; she trusted them. Cora’s sunny disposition was rising up once more. She wasn’t going to allow this fairy’s doubt to spoil her night, nor Rei’s absence. After a few deep breaths, Cora felt calmer again. She didn’t respond to Bowyn’s commentary and instead, chose to remain silent. She smiled as he mentioned having met other humans. While it was not confirmed, she couldn’t help but suspect his two light-elf companions were actually humans.

”The humans should be the top priority of being kept safe and out of harm's way. They did not ask to be here and were snatched from their world. That’s something both sides should take into consideration. Humans did not ask to be here.” Cora’s statement was bold, but honest. She wasn’t as angry as she had been previously about being here; though, some part of her felt resentment. While nobody would have been looking for her, she had truly disappeared - all the humans had. What was happening on Earth with all the sudden disappearances? These questions had been in the back of her mind, though she never gave them anymore birth. There wasn’t any answer, and it would only drive her nuts thinking about it. To her, this was ehr new life and second chance for her to do good. She had made plenty of mistakes in her life on Earth; both pre-Linnet and post-Linnet. She was determined to do better this time. Cora nodded to Bowyn to signal she understood.

”Thank you for the insightful dance, Bowyn. I would heed your own advice and allow you to make that decision for your humans and yourself. It seems that at some point, we’ll all be affected by the danger of the rebellion. Whether or not the risk is worth it, is up to you. I wish you the best of luck and may the odds be ever in your favor.” Cora winked at him and curtsied. Then, she stood up and began to follow her butterfly paper to her next partner. She caught sight of Malachi and Kenia. She kept an eye on them as she walked through the crowd and worked to keep her doubts at bay. She was going to feel awful if something happened to Bowyn and his friends. She wasn’t sure if she should have told him. Cora bit her lip and took a deep breath and thought to herself, ’Trust yourself Corvina, for you are your best asset.’

Bowyn studied her reaction, his question had surprised her and he knew she did not have the answers he sought. He was no closer to determining whether the location she had given him was a solid option or not, but for now it seemed the only option he had. All he could do was present it to Torvi and Belle and let them decide. “On that we agree.” He said as she spoke about the humans and their tragic circumstances. “Good luck to you as well. He added as his dance partner left him with more questions than answers. He could only hope his next encounter proved as useful though he doubted he was that lucky. In a room full of enemies and empty-headed aristocrats he doubted the odds were in his favor to be paired with another that held any insights or even a common goal. As much as he would have preferred to share what he had learned with his friends before the next dance, it seemed that there would be no break in between. So, Bowyn followed the enchanted paper towards his next partner and tried to bring back his earlier façade that he dropped. As with most things in his life he went in with little hope for the best and all the expectation of the worst.
In Avalia 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Artemis & Cade

Time: Late Afternoon
Location: Roshmi Grand Hall



Artemis listened to Cade’s words intently, not allowing herself to skip a beat. She was silent as she pondered an appropriate answer. She didn’t want to commit to choosing a side, especially when she was staying at Aklenroth’s castle. Mentioning that, too, was off the plate. She decided to answer as honestly as possible, albeit leaving out the rest. ”I am sure you’ll become a great warrior, Cade. I sense the qualities it takes to become one inside of you already. I’d continue working hard on your skills. Most of all, don’t allow your nerve to be your undoing. I am confident you can make Avalia proud, especially your brother, who I can assume is smiling down at you proudly. And your comment on the food was spot on, and I am sure I will meet you at the feast soon enough after this nonsense dancing ends.”

Artemis smiled at him and slowed her dancing. She eyed the food again as fatigue began to creep in. The dancing was slow already, but she wanted to conserve energy for the next one, so she slowed down. She did not, however, show the weakness in front of Cade. She didn’t know how to properly explain it. Maybe she could say she was recovering from being sick? Yes, that would work - after years of abuse, it would make sense; although nobody would know that…

Artemis pasted a genuine smile upon her face as she awaited her partner’s answer. She briefly glanced around then continued to wait. Her hope for demis had been slim, but this feline was proving her doubts wrong. She smiled for a second, then quickly erased it. She had learned not to show emotions or allow herself to feel for years out of self-preservation and protection on Daka Island. So, the momentary feeling of joy was gone and then hidden the next. She was too afraid of someone taking her pure joy away from her. Too many times she had let her guard down and she would not let it happen again. Not when they were surrounded by the enemy and the godforsaken Lich-bitch.

Cade watched, and continued to dance, as Artemis seemed to study his words. He had no sense of fear that he had spoken his sentiment to the wrong person, as he believed her to be a creature of good intention. His trust in others had never let him down before, and so he simply waited for her reply. Once she did speak his tail flicked with joy to hear another believe he could accomplish his goals. To think of his brother watching over him with pride was not something he often thought of, but it was one that brought comfort. He often thought of the kind of cat Shadow had been, his sense of honor and bravery, and allowed those memories to inspire him. Cade had done very little while his brother still lived to be proud of, he’d been a selfish layabout of a cat, but as he really thought about it, he had little doubt that his brother would be proud even to see him try to do better. To hear such praise, from one who hardly knew him, was the exact sort of kindness that fueled his faith in others.

“Thank you, that is the finest compliment you could have given me.” Cade said, with a smile one only has when touched by another’s kindness. He paused for a while before he spoke again, letting himself enjoy this moment for a handful of seconds. “Your take on nerve is interesting though, it takes a great deal of it to become a warrior. I’m not sure I see how that would be my undoing. I have not yet known the glory of true battle, it is my lack of experience in such things that I worry of, and look to with excitement for all I have to learn.” Cade spoke easily of both his hopes and fears, his eyes shone brightly as he thought of the future, of learning to put all he’d trained for to good use.

Cade noticed her frequent glances towards the tables of food and nodded with understanding. His movements in their shared dance slowed to match hers. “It doesn’t take a great observer to see that you’d rather be eating right now. If you wish to end the nonsense dancing early to grab a snack, you’d find no objection from me. I made sure the food was my first stop upon arriving here, I mean, who really wants to dance with an empty stomach?” Cade offered with a lighter tone. It seemed a bit backwards to have such a display of food laid out, for it’s aroma to fill the room, and expect people to simply allow it to grow cold. There were very few quests he supported more, than one to stuff one’s own face after all.

Artemis smiled genuinely at Cade’s words as he took in her compliments. She remained quiet as she listened to him reply. To make someone feel good, had caused her mixed feelings. One was joy and pride. Instead of partaking in evil schemes and wrongdoings, she was not only doing good, but being good. Artemis had not been sure if she was capable of such an emotion after what she had been through. She was beginning to prove herself wrong - maybe she could be better. Still, self preservation had kicked in as well and was going to continue to guide her. She wanted to live, to be herself and enjoy freedom, yet her uncertainty and fear were mixed in as well. The more who knew her, who knew what she was, and associated her, were possibly in danger. She had escaped the black market and disgruntled a high-ranking and vindictive Dark Elf. Artemis hoped the master she was supposed to be serving had not attended.

As Cade commented on ending the nonsense dancing, she sighed with relief and nodded. Her stomach gave her away by growling. She pretended not to notice as she released herself from Cade’s grip and smiled broadly. ”That would be great, Cade. Thank you. Shall we go?” She gestured to the table and waited for him to accompany her. While people were beginning to slow their dancing and finish their chatter, she didn't want to be the first person to make a beeline to the food. She cleared her throat and waited somewhat impatiently, though outwardly she remained cool as a cucumber.

Cade had no qualms about being the first to start eating again, and grinned when Artemis agreed to his suggestion. ”Absolutely, I am always ready to eat.” He said, as he headed towards the table of food once more. He did, however, make sure he remembered to continue his attempts at properly using the provided silverware as he grabbed a few more of the varied meats to eat. He did manage to wait until Artemis had grabbed some food as well before he began eating, in his attempt to make it appear as if he had some semblance of table manners. ”I do hope our paths are destined to cross again, Artemis. I have greatly enjoyed your company.” He added as he noticed the dances around him begin to end; soon it would be time for them to find another dance partner.

Artemis grinned as she followed Cade to the food table. She began picking out as much as she could. She was eager to eat until she couldn’t anymore. She sat with Cade and began using the silverware as well. Part of her felt like being rebellious and eating with her hands, but resisted the urge. She smirked slightly as she watched him use the silverware. His words brought out another rare smile from her. ”I hope so too, Cade. I have truly enjoyed your company as well.” Artemis then continued eating. Part of her wondered if she would see him again and if so, what side would she be on? That was definitely something she would have to figure out eventually.


Time:Sunset
Location: Ember Grove University Dorms - Art Exhibit
Interactions: @helo - Elias, @princess - Angel
Mentions: N/A



“Nah, Super-Witch, I’d say this look really suits you.”

The first, genuine smile Shay had in over a year’s time, was splitting across her face. It sliced through some of her misery and pain like bread and a knife. She managed a glimpse at the handsome man in the fedora. It was refreshing for her to hear something so pleasant and kind. She inhaled as he was attacked and moved to help, but then quickly backed off. She saw that he wasn’t being injured. But how? Shay glanced around. There were frightened humans gathered behind the red-haired warrior; the werewolf and child were tangled up in a battle. Then it struck her like lightning: Maeve. Had the witch cast a protection spell over them? It had to be her. Shay knew she had cast some, but none as powerful as the coven leader. She watched as he stabbed the vampire and pushed it off of him. Shay grinned at him and offered her hand to help him up.

Once he had stood, he inquired about clearing the exit. Shay nodded and glared at the vampires in their way. She scowled and chanted quietly to herself, “Adhibete flammis.” Shay intensified the flames in her hands and tossed them at the vampires to grab their attention. Some were able to move out of the way, and others were not. One of the lucky few was Charles, his face drenched in blood. Shay’s fury heightened as she stormed forward and halted less than five feet away. She knew he was an avid fighter, and wasn’t interested in endangering her fedora-partner in crime. However, she saw some of them beginning to circle him now as well. She felt tension rise. She couldn’t focus on both…

”Does hurting innocent people make you feel like a man, Charles? Does it give you some credit with your homeboys? Make you feel like a badass? To me, you’re nothing but a piece of shit and deserve to rot in hell for your crimes.”

He snarled as he wiped the blood from his face and kicked the human girl out of his way. She whimpered, utterly terrified. Shay cast a protection spell over her as she gathered more flames in her hands. This fire spell was one of her favorites. God, she loved using it. ”What’s wrong, Charles? Did I hit a sore spot? Is your ego bruised?

”You’re not supposed to be here, bitch. No matter - Alex will gladly take his pet home. Imagine how happy he’ll be?”

”Thrilled. Over the moon. Imagine, however, that I spare your disgusting life and you have to run back home like a dog with your tail between your legs, crying about how Super-Witch kicked your ass.”

He snarled and moved closer to her and began to circle her. Shay’s flames were causing him not to immediately attack. He was enraged; Shay couldn’t imagine why he hadn’t exploded from it. He shook his head and gathered his composure as he realized he was allowing her to get under her skin. ”Want to know a little secret, Charles? Shay raised her hands and formed the fireballs even more so. They were bigger than her palms and she had to keep them away from her as far as possible. She noticed some other vampires beginning to pay attention. ”I’ve always liked to play with fire.” Shay threw the fireballs at Charles who managed to dodge all but one. He screamed as his foot jacket was set ablaze. He quickly threw it on the ground and glared at her. If he was a basilisk, she would have died upon seeing the gaze.

Shay smiled sweetly at him and used a telekinetic spell to send him flying into the wall. It wasn’t as powerful as she had hoped, since her stamina was draining. She hadn’t used too much magic at once prior until now. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and bent over, panting slightly. She was exhausted; she hadn’t been eating, and had been stuck in a fight or flight for over a week. She felt so tired. Shay glared at Charles who was now grinning at her.

”Tired?” He taunted at her and began laughing. Shay glared at him and used the light-wielding spell, but it fizzled out quickly. Shay scowled as he ran at her and stumbled as she tried moving out of the way. She inhaled as her body slammed her into the floor. Her vision was blurry as she stared at him as he grinned down at her. ”Say goodbye, Super-Witch, to your freedom."

Shay stared at him and felt her composure momentarily break. Shay tried to summon flames, but Charles had pinned her arms to the floor. She watched as his fangs emerged and felt her heart rate accelerate. No - she hadn't come this far, to only come this far. Shay hated it to use more Dark Magic, but desperate times called for desperate measures.

”Summone obscurum. Goodbye.” Shay watched as dark energy formed around her and used it to force Charles’ shadow to attack him. He shrieked as he was kicked off of her. Shay stood up quickly, dizzy and disoriented. She managed a weak fireball in her hands and began to burn Charles alive. His screams echoed loudly as the spells forced him into submission and into death. Shay stared at her arms and moved away as her vision temporarily blackened. She bumped into something and for a moment, feared it was a vampire. However, Shay opened her eyes to see it was a bookcase. Shay slid down against it with exhaustion, her head bobbing up and down. She groaned and looked around at the chaos. Some of the humans who had been hiding, sprinted for the doorway and out. The looks of sheer terror on their faces broke her heart. Shay raised her hand and used a protection spell to seal the area to allow more people to escape. She didn’t have much energy for anything else and wished she could take a nap. Her mind was buzzing from the dark magic and toll of using so many spells at once. Tears filled her eyes.

For a moment, Shay thought she could perhaps rest for a moment, when the red haired warrior entered her line of vision. The woman grabbed her wrist and Shay looked up with irritation. Her once gentle spirit was now aflame with the dark magic. She had no patience for this. She resisted the urge to shove the lady and waved to her wrist as a silent plea to remove it. She did not have the strength to fight off this woman. It did not stop her from assailing her with demands, however, to her disappointment: "How did you escape Sanguine Moon?! Do you know how to get back there? Tell me!"

Shay stared at her, puzzled. Why would anyone want to go back to that hellish place? What the hell? She stared at her with confusion and rubbed her eyes. The painstaking memories of the sadistic clan was filling her mind’s eye and she winced. She glanced at her fedora-hunter friend and turned back to the red haired hunter. ”And I thought battling vampires was too much.” Shay muttered as she forced herself to sit up and eye the girl. She needed to know what this girl’s obsession was and why the hell she wanted to go to Sanguine Moon. There was no rest for the wicked.
In Avalia 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Artemis
Time: Late Afternoon
Location: Roshmi Grand Hall
Interaction: @Helo Cade



Artemis managed a delighted giggle at Cade’s words. The ‘bull’ comment had paved the way for her amusement to shine through. She had figured that feline demis were graceful, but it didn’t appear as if it were true. She couldn’t help but picture him plowing through and knocking over things. The idea of it made her giggle. Noticing she had been laughing, she quickly smirked to hide it. It might have been rude, she realized. It had been a long time that she had cared for other people's feelings or their well being. She sucked in a deep breathe and quickly frowned. She wasn't sure how to exactly cross this bridge, but she hoped to figure it out soon. Artemis had spent the last decade almost caring and worrying for only herself. Unfortunately, old habits would die hard. Darous and Myra - they were easier. Still, she felt uncertain of how to broach the subject.

”I am sorry if my laughing were rude. I hadn't thought of you as someone stumbling. I do hope you understand that." Artemis paused to allow her words to sink in and then continued. "As for your question: my favorite thing about the world is…” Artemis wanted to say being underwater, but that would only hint to what her species was. It was a snesitive topic and she didn't like talking about it. Not only that, what could she say? It wasn't as if she remembered much of her past anyways...

”My favorite thing about this world would have to be the food.” Artemis decided, already planning on consuming as much of it as possible. Her stomach growled in response and she smirked. Her trauma was beginning to dissipate. ”What about you? Do you have any favorites?”




Corvina
Time: Late Afternoon
Location: Roshmi Grand Hall
Interaction: @Helo Bowyn



The flinch from the fairy caused momentary guilt in Cora’s eyes. She wanted to apologize, but they unfortunately had to participate in this dancing. His question caused her to pause momentarily, unable to think. She had attended many dances prior to this one, but none as grand as this one. Was this some elven custom she was unfamiliar with? She wanted to be careful with her response, since nobody had any way of telling who was friend or foe. Despite this, she had to pass on Risa’s information and make a good judgement call. It gave her a heavy feeling in the pit of her stomach. What if she told the wrong person?

Still, he wasn’t displaying any malicious intent. His displeasure with dancing and being with a stranger was understandable. His bird was stressed, and Cora judged it had to be due to Bowyn’s own energy. She was able to catch the slight flinch, and care he had with his words. She couldn’t blame him. Dancing with others and forcing small talk was painful. Lucky for her, her extroverted nature was able to capitalize off of it.

”Well, Bowyn and Boreas, I think we’re paired together because it was fate.I think the butterfly papers were a nice touch. I must say, a wise fairy once told me…” Cora carefully leaned near Bowyn, being careful not to lean towards the shoulder Boreas was perched on. The last thing she wanted to do was startle the bird enough for it to attack her. That would cause one hell of a scene that neither of them wanted. Her voice was hardly above a whisper. She had also beckoned him to lean in towards her ear as well and was slow and careful as not to startle or cause him to flinch yet again.

”...if you follow the coast up northwest from Roshmi, you will find a small port town. We will be meeting there on the coastal outskirts. Spread this message to any allies you know of.” As she finished, she leaned away and winked at him with a mischievous smile upon her face. Her green eyes shined with innocence. She cleared her throat and smiled kindly. ”I must say, this is a spectacular ball though, don’t you think? The food smells delicious.” Cora’s voice was now casual, as she allowed her impassiveness to resume. She waited, painstakingly, for Bowyn’s reaction. She was studying his ration carefully. What if she had told the wrong person? She was worried, but she had to trust her judgement. With a deep breath, she calmed her racing heart and the tension building inside of her.




Belladonna

Time: Late Afternoon
Location: Roshmi Grand Ball
Interaction: @princess - Malachi



The sudden movement by him to touch her waist had her startled briefly. She managed to relax, however, as her emotions were needed to be in control. She wasn’t used to physical contact - in fact, even hugs were foreign to her. Nonetheless, she remained calm and took small, deep breaths. Belle listened to Mr. Save-Your-Breath and resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Still, his approach was smart. She was going to mimic it until she knew better as well. He didn’t seem interested in formalities or the ball. Rather, he seemed irritated with the ordeal. Thankfully, that made two of them. His name caused her to pause slightly. She had never heard such a name prior to now, so she had to react as if it were an everyday occurrence. A quick friendly smile was enough for her.

”Nice to meet you, Hagmer,” Belle paused and contemplated a name quickly. She didn’t have experience with literature; but thankfully, college had opened her up to it. She had been lacking in her educational background but her mind was stronger elsewhere: lying. ”My name is Aerin.” Belle smiled calmly and watched him closely. ”I came to dine and dance with the finest of Roshmi. And you?” Belle kept her statements short as well. She didn’t have interest in small talk and rather regretted being here. The whole night already felt like a mistake. She sucked in a deep breath and began repeating to herself: ”54321,

Belle began naming things she could see, touch, and smell, as she danced with her partner. The grounding technique was useful and helped her keep her emotions in check. You’re not in control. Calm down. The enemy could already know you’re a human and it won’t help any if you don’t keep it together. What would Lys say? 54321.' Belle repeated it to herself over until she was able to regain control over her anxiety. While internally battling herself, she was calm and displayed outward pleasantness to Hagmer.

Time: Sunset
Location: Ember Grove University Dorms - Art Exhibit
Interactions: @helo - Elias
Mentions: Angel @princess, Finn @Milkman, @Ducky - Remy



Shay turned to face the speaker. It was a dashing man in a fedora. She felt as if her heart skipped a beat the moment she looked upon him. No one had such an effect on her at first glance before. Instead of letting her eyes widen at the sight of him, she casually smirked, “I could. The question is do I want to…” Her voice trailed off as her gaze fell upon a woman buying the painting of her.

Her heart sank. She couldn’t believe life was working against her yet again. For a moment, she let her guard down and her emotions visually displayed. She quickly recovered and turned to listen to what the man had to say, only to be surprised when the woman approached her and handed her the very painting. “Thank you..” She smiled, pleasantly surprised. She took the card she had given her as well and stuffed it in her back pocket.

Her mood was yet again brought down once Alexander started talking, announcing his leave. Men were coming in and Shay knew there was impending danger. “Gotta split like a banana.” She told Elias and began to make her leave. Once in the hallway outside the exhibit, she turned back around hearing screams. Shay hesitated as the minutes ticked down. She groaned and went outside to hide the painting so she could go back in to help. She placed a ward over it as well so only she could find it.

As soon as she entered, she felt her body slam face-first into the ground, pain going through her body. Her vision slowly began to fix itself as she was turned onto her back to look back into the eyes of Demetri. “Have any last words?” He asked her with a malicious grin. ”Not so witty are you now?”

“Yeah - movere. How’s that, bitch?” Shay telekinetically threw Demetri back into the wall. As she stood up, she transformed back into herself. Shay smirked and flipped some of the hair that had fallen in her face over her shoulder with a smirk. Demetri’s eyes were wide as he watched and recognized her. As she assessed the scene, she turned to see a young red-haired woman stabbing someone in the back. She was very skilled for her age; Shay figured she had to be a hunter. She didn’t display any other supernatural characteristics. Hopefully she could find out. If she worked at Operation Humanity, then Shay might have found her ticket...

Footsteps rang in her ears and she turned and shot a ball of fire as Demetri came running at her with murder in his eyes. He fell to the ground and wailed in pain as he burned. ”I hope you enjoy your time in hell.” The fire alarm started going off to Shay’s surprise and she wondered if that had been her fault. She looked around wildly and set her eyes on another vampire attacking someone and cast another fire spell to light them into flames. ”Light em up, light em up, up…” She sang quietly with a snicker.

She began to look around for the man she had just been talking to in order to make sure he was alright. Her attention was then stolen by the giant wolf in the middle of the room. She hadn’t seen a werewolf up close before, so it was surprising. Nevertheless, he was helping and that’s all she cared about. She turned and watched a kid run behind the red-haired woman and stared with horror. What was she doing here and why? She turned to glance at Elias, now as herself, and smirked.

”Sorry handsome, I’m not your brunette.” She kept him in her line of vision however; she didn’t know what he was. He could have been anything and at this point, she wasn’t discounting him from being supernatural or hunter too. She chanted a protective spell over the red-hed, child, werewolf, and also the man in the fedora. His cross necklace gave her an ill-feeling, and she was hoping he wasn’t part of the Holy Saviors. She was screwed if so.

She used another fire spell and lit her hands up with flames. ”Who wants some more?” Shay called and glared at the vampires with murderous hatred.
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