[Righty folks I must be heading to bed. I start work in like 7 hours so i have to be up in like 6 or so. lets just say working with kids on anything less is a no no. So goodnight! And thank you to anyone who followed and/or rped with me. I really appreciate it. I really missed this muse <333]
I’m gonna get the ball rolling by reblogging some stuff from my other tumblr.
"Not surprising." Hidden eyes raise toward the bint, the knight who held a pride that could match his arrogance.
—Something he could easily admit.
The fact she’s practically washing out in that godsforsaken kingdom leaves him rather… edgy.
”And Treno’s your excuse of a wanderlust.” He snorts.
To that she would shrug.
"A change of pace. A change of scenery.
I am happy to take what I can get if I am to be perfectly honest.”
Lets play 20 questions, the first 20 asks I get send I will answer, no matter how personal, creepy or sexual
“Hmph.” He crosses his mighty arms, his nose twitched a slight and nothing more. “The hell’s got you out of Burmecia, anyway?”
Why had she left? That was a good question. Boredom? Perhaps. No simple answer was she needed to.
"…I was growing stagnant." A small shrug was given. She feared she was being cold. Though that was the last thing she wanted. She just —had a little too much on her mind at that moment.
"Though I will admit I was feeling something akin to wanderlust."
His face a facade of stone, cracked by the rare lilt of a grin, raises to her. ” Not dead, rat. Just bland.”
"And I believe I used your words. There was no mention of death there, Amarant." Her tone of voice remaining flat, unassuming almost.
"Thought you'd be rotting away in that kingdom of yours."
"Pray tell, just what good would come my from ‘rotting away’ when there is still so much to be done?"
"You need help."
A clatter. A crash. Then silence.
Of course her curiosity had been piqued. Why wouldn’t it be? Unusual noises from an unknown source. For all she knew someone could be in trouble, and that was one more thing she did not want resting upon her conscious.
Another crash tore through the otherwise quiet back streets. Sensitive ears picking up on a loose destination. She kept helm low, face hidden. As ever fed up of the stares and looks that people would give her. She knew why they looked, her one of few of her race who lived. But as to why that should be why they stared? Mentally she shooed the thoughts from her mind. Choosing instead to follow her ears. Yet what she was to stumble upon surprised even she.
A mess. Goodness knows what thrown this way and that. Were they looking for something? That seemed to be the only explanation. But what?
"Uh… Do you require help?"
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112. “You need help.”