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09:04:32Sybilla·Covelin : Wb)
09:04:41Tory-Oakcroft : Ty.)
09:05:31Sybilla·Covelin : For all the years that Sybilla had lived, she was still very young, young enough that she hadn't even made it to the one-third mark of her life. There were going to be mistakes. The vastness of what she'd given up... for this... was starting to weigh on her wolf-mind. How could she ever think that she could do something her race had /c/
09:05:44Sybilla·Covelin : been able to do in all those years? Rules are there for a reason Sybilla. The words of her parents echoed through her mind and she silently was sending them apologies for being so defiant. Ofi wouldn't do anything because Sybilla would make sure of it. Might severely hurt in the process as bites from one werewolf to other typically /c/
09:06:16Sybilla·Covelin : hurt more but it was worth it in the long run. Someone had to put him in his place and it wasn't going to be any of these humans. "It's not the sword or the person holding it. Noise it makes, way the light glints off the metal triggers the memories..." while she understood how the fear worked she still couldn't control it. Much like her /c/
09:08:15Sybilla·Covelin : beast. "You don't deserve a box after what you just did... deserve a smack to the skull maybe... you should have run your sword through me." Instead he'd protected her and because of that she'd cost him a chance to be with others like himself. "You're more deserving of that medallion than you think." /d/
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09:22:05Tory-Oakcroft : =Ocean eyes sparked a little, the silver flecks seeming to glint. He was still processing, his mind churning as usually he was so careful, controlled and contained within his space. Yet tonight he had broken free of the rails that he kept himself running along. He really did understand more than she knew, but time would process if that -c-
09:22:21Tory-Oakcroft : information became necessary. Raising a brow her jerked his chin over the the weapon that lay in the sand and shrugged slightly. “If it is over there...it isn’t going to do either of those things.” He flopped back onto the sand, his hands crooked behind his head cradling it and he stared up at the sky that was starting to bleed through into -c-
09:22:40Tory-Oakcroft : into sunlight slowly. He had seen two sunrises within the same very long day. Lay out along the sand, it littered his shirt and he just chuckled. “Where would we be if we didn’t take a chance now and then. I have lived the past year and a half in a half life, keeping to my rails and never straying from the track. Besides.....” His voice stung a -c-
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09:22:58Tory-Oakcroft : a little, as the thought of even rationalising why he had defended her ment admitting to himself that indeed he had just chosen a side. “I have enough blood stains for the day.” He shook his wrist out, the hand still throbbing as he grimaced. “And one damn sore hand...what is that guys jaw made of? Steel.” It was a pointless question, as he knew -c
09:23:12Tory-Oakcroft : what Kaleb was, he knew what they both were but it seemed valid in his mind. His eyes diverted from her, staring hard at the sky as the stars littered across it. “Trust me. I deserve for wolf boy to have smashed my skull off the ground. You have no idea.” He still hid, somethings were best left unsaid after all. She thought he was cut off, that -c-
09:23:54Tory-Oakcroft : she had caused it but Tory had sworn never to trace the steps of an order again. It had cost him too much the first time, and she was proof it would have cost him again. “I am going off the whole shiny armour idea. I may try tights.” He smirked and just watched the sky.=
09:33:55Sybilla·Covelin : "One hundred and eighty-eight." It seemed to be a random thing to say but Sybilla licked at her lips as she flopped back to stare at the same sky as he did. "Years old." The thought was finished though she didn't dare look in his direction to see the reaction. Most of the time she simply said she was shortly before her second century /c/
09:36:23Sybilla·Covelin : of life. "My parents, the elders of my pack, all see in me the potential to be what is the equivalent of an alpha in a normal wolf pack but I don't play by their rules." Ever. The differences between her and them went beyond just skin and fur color. The thoughts made Sybilla tug at the tunic she was using to keep herself at least somewhat /c/
09:37:19Sybilla·Covelin : decent. "After they found out I told Tully about my cage, how it worked, gave him the key... they exiled me until my second birthday as punishment because I broke pack law." Eyes shifted in the opposite direction. "And you would look horrible in tights. Not enough of this..." she lifted a toned leg and then dropped the foot back /c/
09:40:14Sybilla·Covelin : into the sand. Sybilla took in a deep breath. "My father is a believer of their God. I think it's the same thing. He loved my mother so much he took her bite. How could that make him or us unholy?" This was going to bug her now. /d/
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09:49:32Tory-Oakcroft : =The stars above them twinkled, the fact the sunlight was beginning to leech over the darkness they seemed to give an extra hard shimmer in order to try and remain seen. The sand was cold, but it wasn’t bothering him at this point as he turned to watch her when the number tripped out, followed shortly by the end of the sentence and he raised a -c-
09:49:33Sybilla·Covelin : Please see our rules and any questions can be directed to me)
09:49:52Tory-Oakcroft : brow. It was instinct, automatically her took a full glance of her length as though that would show him some tell, but he found nothing of note. “Well...” Words escaped him slightly, realising he had been silently just listening for a good few minutes. Trying to choose his words carefully, there weren’t any coming freely. If she though being a -c-
09:50:08Tory-Oakcroft : dog in a human world was complicated, the reverse was as so. His eyes just watched her, his cheek resting on the sand slightly and he finally spoke. “God is different to everyone, some see a wraithful man with fire and brimstone others see the saviour of all. The human mind is a fickle thing, it will always find rationality and pattern where -c-
09:50:38Tory-Oakcroft : where there is non.” Gias reaction had- been a little extreme, he had unfortunately worked his way through a few of her kind on battle grounds, the ones that chose to become hired hands. Mabye that was why Kaleb ground at him so, his cocky attitude the same as the arrogant battle scarred mercenaries that had cropped up intermittently. “Only you -c-
09:50:48Tory-Oakcroft : know what you are and strive to be.” He narrowed his eyes in a slight complaint. “And I will have you know, I think I would look excellent in tights.....” He mused a little and raised a brow. “Okay mabye not.” He turned his eyes back to the stars. “One question...” His face again turned and his eyes flicked over her, his head level with hers he -c-
09:51:02Tory-Oakcroft : watched the side of her face. “Do you own a tent?” He had managed to isolate himself from his shelter, and with no money or supplies...he was staring down the barrel of another branch sleep.=
09:56:57Sybilla·Covelin : Did she own a tent? No. But she had enough coin to buy him one. So yes, sort of. The explanation of religion or her father's religion only further confused Sybilla. Her mother's beliefs were far easier to understand. As for him in tights, the thought brought a wide smile that she quickly forced away. "No, I don't but I have enough /c/
10:03:42Sybilla·Covelin : coin to purchase you one." And anything else he needed. The least she could do after her mouth made him homeless. "If I had my bakery I would offer you work..." Alas, there still had been no word from either the merchant's guild or the crown on that front. "I make quite the excellent pie. That's why I cam here to open my fourth /c/
10:06:01Sybilla·Covelin : bakery..." not for any of this. "Being a whore is just an easy interlude while I wait on the merchant's guild and the crown. Not like I can catch anything...." she chortled a little and then sighed. /d/
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10:23:40Tory-Oakcroft : = =The offer was there, and he appreciated it but since he came he had spent the time living of other peoples means. The town was brimming with opportunity...if you looked below the generally accept as “legal”. It wasn’t like he was a child turfed on the street for the first time, he had managed before and he would again. He had spent enough -c-
10:24:00Tory-Oakcroft : time taking the easy ride. “Keep your money Sybilla. I will manage.” She still felt like she owed him something, that he had done her a payable deed, of a favour in owing. Pushing his hand back through his hair, he let out a slow breath. “You don’t owe me anything” His voice came out a little sterner than he had planned, pushing himself up to -c-
10:24:18Tory-Oakcroft : rest on his elbows he turned his eyes on her and smirked. His head hovering over hers slightly as he had raised himself up. “Tell you what. When you get your bakery, I get a free pie? Deal.” Shifting his weight a little to free up his right hand, his left holding his weight he offered it out to her in offer of agreement. He didn’t know how to -c-
10:24:49Tory-Oakcroft : get through to her that nobody had forced his choice, he had made it of his own accord, and that it wasn’t solely to do with her, or Gia or anyone really. Sure he could of used words but...you know that would be the easy way out obviously, it was far more fun to just dance around have answered questions for the rest of his life. Of course it was.-c
10:25:03Tory-Oakcroft : His past haunted him often, and his aggression sometimes took a hold of him beyond his control. To be fair, bottling everything up behind a brick wall was probably not helping the situation....but it had worked for the most part thus far. His smile spread a little, the soft curve of it more natural than it had been in days. Sandy spikes at this -c-
10:25:33Tory-Oakcroft : point, were messed in an unkempt scruff on his head, his shirt blood stained and sand soaked, his knuckles grazed and popped. Yet still, the smile eased cheshirely anyway.=
10:37:06Sybilla·Covelin : Bakery. Free pie. Blue eyes stared upwards at the man offering such an easy bargain. Pie for her life. The very fact that he was hovering caused her to inch to not be quite so directly under his head. Silence built as Sybilla just watched his face. How it shifted between smiles. How the sand clung to the spiky parts of his hair. The was the /c/
10:37:17Sybilla·Covelin : delicate scent of blood kept wafting off his shirt at the oddest intervals. Then there was him. His scent. She should have said something by now but well, she was busy studying the human for no other purpose than the opportunity had presented itself. The whore in her saw an opening to which she silently scolded such /c/
10:37:28Sybilla·Covelin : thoughts. Leave the human alone. Finally, Sybilla gave a wolfish looking smile up at him. "No deal. My life is worth more than pie..." He had saved her and she owed him at least that. Not that Sybilla would tell him that but this former knight now had a werewolf on his side no matter whether he was right or wrong. A playful slap was /c/
10:38:40Sybilla·Covelin : given to the offered hand not using anything more than what a normal human could strength wise. She wouldn't ever use that kind of strength against him unless...something drastic happened. "Try again..." Mischief was a wolf middle name and there it could be seen that smile of hers. That playful wolfish smile. /d/
10:47:49Tory-Oakcroft : =His eyes shifted a little as her study made him a little on edge. His head drawing back a little away from her. It was like banging his head against a brick wall. Repeatedly smashing it into a hard and rather stubborn surface. He hadn't saved her life, if anything she had stopped him being pummelled into a small pulp by a dog severely -c-
10:51:50Tory-Oakcroft : in need of a rabies jab. His own eyes watched her features carefully, having put himself back an inch or two. The sheer shocking blue of her eyes shining, the light rippling through them. His eyeline running down, almost looking for the wolf. His own chastise came, but his was a little stricter on himself as he pushed himself up to sit. -c-
10:53:54Tory-Oakcroft : leaning back on his palms they sunk intot he sand slightly and he mused on the point. "Like I said you really don't owe me anything. My actions were of my own choice...for my own reasons." A toying cheshire smile met with her wolfish one. The defiance in her grin, grating him a little as he chucked a handful of sand in her direction. "I have -c-
10:55:41Tory-Oakcroft : no suggestions..." He truly didn't. His mind was stuck on the fact, that he really was against her feeling she owed him anything. So that made it hard to come up with a barter. "What do you think I should ask for?" He raised his brows, like a child asking a genie what to wish. Ocean eyes looked back over his shoulder at her, having satisfied -c-
10:55:50Tory-Oakcroft : himself he had put enough distance between them.=
11:04:15Sybilla·Covelin : Play time was an essential function in a wolf's life. Like with the stick? Only this happened to be in human skin and they happened to be bartering for some debt owed that neither of them truly owed the other. The wolf was there in the silver specks that happened to catch the light's reflection. It was there in the shifting of muscle /c/
11:04:29Sybilla·Covelin : beneath skin when he tossed sand and she rolled out of the way with a laugh. Six brothers she grew up with. Plus all the tribal children. To say she was used to horsing around was an understatement. No suggestions. Blah, blah, blah. This was less about the actual debt and more about simply having a little fun. Going off his rails a little. /c/
11:06:23Sybilla·Covelin : He was satisfied at the distance. Sybilla had rolled to escape the sand and was on all fours when he glanced over his shoulder. There was the wolf. In that instant that she playfully lunged the distance with a laugh for the sheer purpose of just knocking him down. Negotiations over, she wanted to play and like any puppy dog would see /c/
11:07:07Sybilla·Covelin : to it that the human played too. Oh, yes, incorrigible was a word that was often used in conversation when speaking about her. /d/
11:09:43Tory-Oakcroft : =His brow raised at her stooped on all fours, questioning the logic behind such a silly position to be sat in...oh. To late, his mind caught up with the game too slow and all he could manage was to turn side on so she atleast got a good portion of shoulder to the face. He was no where near as spritely as her, and considering she ahd strength on -c-
11:11:43Tory-Oakcroft : him aswell, he was tempted to call cheat. However, instead his hand sprayed a further barrage of sand at her. Large hands allowing him to scoop up a good portion and spray it over her. Pulling himself to move, he flicked his shoulder back trying to ricochet her off him at the same time. Like a small puppy chewing at the bit, if she had a tail -c-
11:13:24Tory-Oakcroft : it would be wagging. #his eyes still ocean blue, but a little of the cold front had lifted away as he cocked his head. "Really?" He raised a brow in almost parental questioning at the girl, before launching another spray of sand toward her. Pulling himself to his feet, he waited for the next attack. =
11:20:59Sybilla·Covelin : She knew better than to put the full force of her racial advantage into the game. It was more fun for her to well, lose. So when Tory shoulder met the side of her face she didn't mind so much. Ugh! The sand! Sybilla bounced off him to land on her back grinning from ear to ear. Yes, her tail was inwardly wagging at all of this. "yes, really... /c/
11:22:47»Đãřâẏ« : please tell me you actually took a break last night))
11:22:55Sybilla·Covelin : >.>)
11:23:19»Đãřâẏ« : addicts! The lot of you! *points accusingly at Syb since it's her fault*))
11:25:45Sybilla·Covelin : i'm not using any extra strength and you can't hurt me. There's no harm to this." Spoken even as he sent more sand in her direction. "Aggh..." a sound as the sand covered her face and Sybilla brushed it off. Took her time while he found his feet. When she got up she crouched there eyeing him before she lunged again. This time the /c/
11:27:28Tory-Oakcroft : I've not slept yet...XD)
11:27:32Sybilla·Covelin : lunge was more aimed for his mid-section. Her shoulder going towards his torso. Not with any strength that it would hurt him. /d/
11:27:35Sybilla·Covelin : Me either!)
11:27:40Tory-Oakcroft : Were hardcore!)
11:27:55Tory-Oakcroft : I'm sure theres probably a record somewhere we could break.)
11:30:40Tory-Oakcroft : -He braced his feet, although the sand wasn't a great help underfoot, as she lunge for him her shoulder caught his stomach, a slightl oof thuding out of him as he landed square on his ass. The thud sending a judder through him, his right arm aiming to hook around her waist, bear hugging it tight as his left arm grabbed a handful of sand to -c-
11:31:24»Đãřâẏ« : that's a bit disturbing o.o and Tory aren't you supposed to be at work?))
11:31:35»Đãřâẏ« : *stops the OOC and interrupting now and goes abck to watching*))
11:32:38Tory-Oakcroft : be deposit ontop of her head if he got chance. Sandy locks, literally now sandy. He was managing to spray himself in the process. The start or a rather the tail end of a large smile running his face as he chuckled a little. "Oh yes because rubbing in the fact I can do about as much damage to you as a kitten with a cold, is really helping heal -c-
11:33:58Tory-Oakcroft : my bruised ego." He chuckled again, stil holding herif he'd caught her. It was like fishing for a wolf, once you caught the pesky rascal it had to be clung onto so as much sand as possible could be dumped on it before it squirmed away. Shifting to tuck his feet beneath him, his shoulder aiming to plant her back first into the sand.=
11:40:06Sybilla·Covelin : Success was temporary. More sand was dumped onto her head causing a squeal that sounded more human female than big bad wolf but there was laughter. "You should find comfort in it, not worry about your ego." Oh, that was the point in this? Something like that. The man needed an outlet and obviously Kaleb wasn't a good option. /c/
11:41:46Sybilla·Covelin : When Tory shifted, she flopped without much of a fight into the sand. A wide smile on her face. They were both covered in sand at this point. Still, what was good for her... was good for him. A fistful was tossed toward his chest. She purposefully would avoid the eyes or the face. "You're ego shouldn't be that bruised, you hit him /c/
11:43:10Sybilla·Covelin : pretty hard." Granted she had too and the hand she had hit Kaleb with was still sore but the healing ability was working to lessen the swelling already, bruises were beginning to heal. /d/
11:46:53Tory-Oakcroft : =Sand sprayed at his chest, his arm shifting from where it was trapped underneath her and the sand flicked down the neck of his shirt. In truth, it had been a good long tim esince Tory had outletted. Even as a child he was in training, there was little time as a page to toy. "Oh yeah? Feels pretty bruised." He smirked, grabbing out at her wrist -c-
11:49:07Tory-Oakcroft : one hand. It would be enough to encompass both. Of course if she wasn't playing meek puppy he'd have about as much chance of pinning her down, as he would getting all the sand out of his shorts in the next week. His other hand aiming to flick sand in a flurried spray over her torso. His own hand felt like it had punched a steel gurder, the -c-
11:50:27Tory-Oakcroft : knuckles raw, and he was pretty sure the middle one was broken. But it would heal, and he had grown quite adept at ignoring broken bones. His eyes finally fell clean of the guarded cold reflection. Ocean blue actually filled with silver starlight flecks. The soft wamrht behind them, a comforting reminder of -c-
11:51:50Tory-Oakcroft : something that still existed somewhere. Even if only in part. "Does puppy like water?" He smirked in quesiton=
11:58:01«Kâiđuş٠Thorηωyck» : -blinkblinkblink- You guys are still going?? I've slept for an hour, been to work and come back xD Working from home win!))
11:59:50Sybilla·Covelin : There. Sybilla saw the man let go of his guard and she smiled warmly, "I see you" was uttered just above a whisper. Does puppy like... Sybilla didn't mind water but this tunic was white. That was a bad idea. "Tory..." A tone of an older dog telling a younger dog to mind his manners? Close. Crap. Time to stop playing the lazy dog /c/
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12:01:52Sybilla·Covelin : and get back to playing the game. A good yank would have her free of any hold he had on her and before he could get another Syb found her feet to start running down the beach in laughter. "You'll have to catch me first..." Fat chance of that happening if she really put forth the effort. Which wouldn't be any fun so she'd let him /c/
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12:02:12Tory-Oakcroft : Hey Kai. Btw...))
12:02:47Sybilla·Covelin : get close before taking off again. Eventually, she would probably let him win but for now... this was more fun. /d/
12:02:50«Kâiđuş٠Thorηωyck» : hi...weird man who doesn't sleep >.>))
12:03:39Tory-Oakcroft : XD))
12:03:47Tory-Oakcroft : I'm too wired lol.)
12:04:51«Kâiđuş٠Thorηωyck» : -takes his caffeine away- Weirdly I don't feel bad for an hours sleep xD))
12:05:42Tory-Oakcroft : =She streaked off running, gathering himself to his feet he chuckled, and held his hads out in a mock shrug. "Apparently not." Ugh running. Tory was built for hitting things from a long distance, or pummelling like a sledgehammer at close range. He was definitely not designed for sprinting the distances inbetween. He let out a slight huff, -c-
12:08:02Tory-Oakcroft : stamina wasn't the issue. He just ran like a tug boat. Heading in her direction, the push, pull, push, pull line of her run, causing him to grumble a little. He was a good metre and a half behind at all points, the sand cascading into his boots. He snuffed a little. "You do realise from back here? You run like a girl." He smirked, trying to -c-
12:08:55Tory-Oakcroft : distract from the fact that he was severly lagging at this portion of the game. View wasn't particularly bad though. The thought raised a smirk, but it was soon scolded away before it could settle.=
12:13:59Sybilla·Covelin : "I hit like a girl. I run like a girl." There was a lingering pause there that suggested Sybilla might say something else about all the other girly things she could do. Something a little more whore-like. But instead she turned like she was going to take off running again. That look on her face suggesting she knew exactly what she /c/
12:17:22Sybilla·Covelin : looked like running away from him. Instead of running toward more beach though Sybilla ran towards the water. "You run like an old man... come on! I have a century plus some on you, at least act your age." Father was an explorer so Sybilla spent a lot of time on a ship. Water was not a big deal for the woman. It felt good though /c/
12:20:23Sybilla·Covelin : as it rushed up to meet her in a wave, then another, Sybilla finally turned to wander backwards into the water to make sure Tory was following and if he wasn't? Oh well, more cooling water to wash away the sand for her. The silly human could stay ashore. All this play had ramped up her body temperature though and seeing as she /c/
12:21:00Sybilla·Covelin : ran hotter than a normal human spending some time in cooler water wasn't such a bad idea. Granted she preferred freshwater over salt but... they were here. /d/
12:29:54Tory-Oakcroft : =Had she looked at him recently....he was built like a rugby player. Shifting that weight around, meant an ability somewhere had to give, and speed was the one that had gone on vacation as he grew and never come back. Her comment yipping out, he grumbled a little and finally just stopped at the waters edge as she trotted into it. “An old man?” -c-
12:30:49Tory-Oakcroft : Wow...he new he wasn’t fleet footed, but yeesh. He snorted “You act your age...at least then I would have a shot. And possibly some nice knitted jumpers.” The water skimmed around his boots as the tide floated at the shoreline, ebbing and tricking at the soles of his boots. Sitting lotus position on the sand he tugged them from his feet, pouring -c
12:31:07Tory-Oakcroft : what could have possibly been half the contents of the beach in his left boot back onto the sand infront of him. Repeating the process with the other he left them lazily discarded next to him, standing he began to rush himself down. “I think I have sand in places i never knew existed. Pulling the front tails of his shirt out, he shook the fabric -c
12:31:28Tory-Oakcroft : a little trying to displace as much sand from inside it as possible. He was still behind her, letting his hands dip in the water, he shoved them through his hair letting the sand drip of it. Lazing by the waters edge he raised a brow as she waded through the wavelines. The side of his mouth twitched up in a half smell, as he let out a slight -c-
12:31:39Tory-Oakcroft : relieved sigh and flopped back onto the sand. The sun had misplaced a majority of the stars at red streaks began to fill the sky with light. His hands placed under his head, he had placed himself a good metre of so from the ebbing of the sea.=
12:46:39Sybilla·Covelin : "I am acting my age... " Silly human. Human standards she was roughly twenty or so, maybe. Daylight had come and with it, Sybilla seemed to calm as she nestled to sit in the water shallow enough that each time a wave crashed it didn't completely flood her. She watched as he laid back and a smile came, it was good to see that he /c/
12:46:52Sybilla·Covelin : managed to relax. To let go of some of whatever he had been holding on to even if it was only temporary. Sybilla turned to dive into the deeper water. The swim was at least washing away some of the sand. It would probably take a week's worth of bathing to get rid of all of it. Sneaky little woman swam further down the /c/
12:49:23Sybilla·Covelin : beach, then walked back up the beach just so she could... yep, drip on him. Pest was truly the perfect word for her. This should bother her, being so... immodest. Humans put a value on modesty that it didn't deserve. Besides, she was having too much fun letting her hair drip-drop water onto Tory to care./d/
12:52:56Tory-Oakcroft : =His eyes had glimmered shut, as the sun's heat was begining to slide it's way through the veil of clouds. Soft sand under neath him. It had a been a long and rather exhasuting day, infact closer on two considering he had see two sunrises in a row without sleep inbetween them. Suddenly. Drip, drip, drip drop drip. The first drop hit his arm -c-
12:54:59Tory-Oakcroft : then one to his chest, his neck before the drops wer batting in triples off the wet strands at the end of her hair. Opening on eye he expected to see rain clouds, not a shock of blonde and molfish blue eyes staring down at him. His hands rested under he head, he yawned a little. "You really are in pest mode today girl." His hands had shifted -c-
12:57:46Tory-Oakcroft : Slowly levering through the sand, as his eyes watched her the ocean blue trying it's best to it's hold on hers as his hands pushed through the sand slowly. Sandy bristled in the sand, he was oddly getting used to seeing a little too much of her and it not seemign to register fully....well....it didn't show as registering as often. -c-
12:59:31Tory-Oakcroft : -His eyes flecked with silver he spoke softly. "Are you done pouncing at me now?" With a sudden final flash to cover the rest of thedistanc ebetween his hands and her ankles, he tugged then in one final retort.=
13:09:14Sybilla·Covelin : "Only for awhile longer. Sun is almost all the way up. Then this pest will be out of your hair." Then she'd rest until it started to sink back in the sky again. Sybilla must have been tired, she hadn't even noticed his hands were moving toward her. She noticed he was moving but put it off to him just playing in the sand. All of a sudden, /c/
13:14:31Sybilla·Covelin : the ground came up to smack her in the back. The force caused a gasp. Wily human pulled a fast one. "I am done pouncing...for now." Eyes slid in his direction and she smirked, "you're quite wolfish....for a human." That was a compliment coming from a wolf who once confined him to the same box as the men who killed her mate. /c/
13:16:23Sybilla·Covelin : Eyes flittered to the sky then back to him before she stretched out and yawned. Sad part was she could curl up and sleep right there. "You will have your tent...and that will make us even." For now. Until she decided he deserved something else. /d/
13:19:08Tory-Oakcroft : -His smirk deepened a little, travelling over his face as she came plummeting with a thud to the ground. "Oh, well..." He half smiled, fun was fun but the minute she left it would ebb back behind the stoney void. Not quite yet though. He pushed up on his arms, his eyes watching the sunlight before his teeth bared a little. There was alot -c-
13:21:01Tory-Oakcroft : to be said for just general pigheaded determination. Something which Tory had readily available. If you bided your time long enough, small opportunities gave you a window. He nodded a little still bearing the chesire smirk, before he finally stood. "Well I think I ned to go and hang my shirt off a tree somewhere and beat it into submission until -c
13:22:48Tory-Oakcroft : the sand falls out." Peeling himself to his height, he started brushing himself down a little. White shirt flitting in the sea breeze as sand lined in the seams of most joints of it. Stood as she mentioned the tent again, his eyes flared once more and he shrugged. "Think is pest. You have to find me first. -c-
13:23:17Tory-Oakcroft : wOcean eyes flitted before he stretched his back letting it click through each vertebrate.=
13:28:40Sybilla·Covelin : Find him first. Sybilla said nothing. Not a thing. Merely smiled all knowingly as she laid there. Eyes half lazed shut. Oh, she could find him without any issues now. His scent was docked to memory. The wolf could find him without even trying now. That was the problem with those pesky wolves. They had noses like no other. It would /c/
13:29:26Sybilla·Covelin : probably be smart to not sleep in the sun however, so Sybilla got up and pointed towards a niche in a rock formation. "I'll be there resting if you need me..." or he got bored. Or Kaleb turned up. Any of those things would be worthy enough to wake her for./d/
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18:37:00GiadaΦMilos : The light came and she stood not caring to brush herself off. She wanted to just leave without a word and disappear into the night but she could not do that to Dominus. Paulos had to be walked she still hadnt shoed him. He was going to need to get that done before she left, she would have to do something because she had no money and so >>>
18:38:34GiadaΦMilos : she left the abandoned camp of the dark knight . Her footsteps felt like doom as she wove through the trees. She didnt even know what to say yet , she was still numb not wanting to feel anything because she knew that it was easy to be driven mad if you thought too much and she had given her very soul to keep a secret. She hoped that Tory >>
18:40:39GiadaΦMilos : and the werewolf knew the high price she paid. And unfortunatly Dominus would feel a price as well. She didnt expect Tory in the camp and he wasnt there he had decided what he was going to do and right now she didnt care, she had given him the last gift she had. She tied up Paulos, she needed her saddle and a few things, she was >>
18:42:44GiadaΦMilos : going to leave the food for Dominus and then explain that she needed to go. The words still eluded her , she called out her voice cracking , she wanted to get this over with "Dominus?"
18:44:34†Dominus† Dominus had been at the river bed waking up his arms, face and hair were wet from the water he had been cleaning up in at the stream. He picked up his tunic and popped his neck as he stretched standing on the bank looking up at the sky. He had stayed up almost all night moving to and from camp waiting on Giada. He turned as he heard his name <C>
18:46:17†Dominus† called out and he said.."Giada?" loud enough but was not yelling. He moved through the trees his tunic still in hand his opposite hand would move up to push his wet hair back from his face. He came into the camp and stopped at the edge looking at Giada and from the looks he could tell something was up. Immediatly his face turn cold as he felt the<C
18:48:37†Dominus† bad news she bared behing her eyes. He asked...."Is everything ok?.....I waited up for you but I didnt know if you stayed in town or not" he was trying to break the icy atmosphere that he sensed. His left hand his free hand came to rest on his belt as he moved around the fire pit to stand a few feet away from her as he waited her reply<D>
18:51:07GiadaΦMilos : "I am sorry that you waited. I have something for you" she reached into the bag she always carried and pulled out the prayerbook she carried . It was Marcas but it was no good to her anymore" I want you to have this, I am leaving Hadara. I need to earn some money to pay my passage and to take care of Paulos but I didnt want to go without saying>>
18:53:40GiadaΦMilos : goodbye" She didnt smile at him and her words seemed to come heavy to her. "Tory wont be staying here anymore either. " she swallowed heavily "I want to wish you luck with your new Order but I will not be a part of it. I want to thank you for everything you have done" She pulled out the meat pies she had bought for him and Tory last night>>
18:54:38GiadaΦMilos : and the cheese and bread. "I .....just....wanted to grab my saddle and if you would be alright since they were made for me the clothes you bought from the tailor"
18:57:05†Dominus† Dominus did not take the book he shook his head as he said..."I told you those were for you" he put his hands up slightly dropping his tunic on the ground and he said..."What is wrong, I will not stay here either.....I will go with you" the pain showing on his face. "Ill do anything....just....let me go with you" Dominus had never been one to <C>
19:01:02†Dominus† throw everything away. He hadnet even acknowledged anything else she said yet....He replied after she finished at a loss for words his head slumped in defeat. "If I did something I apologize. But you are all I have anymore" he didnt know what else to say. If anything it was the most he talked in one sitting other then the night before when he had<C
19:01:18†Dominus† met up with Giada in the street.<D>
19:03:40GiadaΦMilos : She had to clench her fist tight, her nails dug into her palm drawing blood "I walk the path of the damned you cannot come with me. I let you down and no it is my own sin that causes me to have to part ways. I am not worthy nor will I be again in the sight of the Almighty" she placed the book down on the ground and turned away from him.>>>
19:06:14GiadaΦMilos : She knew she was breaking his heart, his heartfelt words written on parchment left her no doubts but she was lost now. She turned back around with hollow eyes "You will find others Dominus , it is your destiny to be here . You will find someone to love you as I cannot, and to work at your side. Do me this favor though if you see the >>>
19:08:04GiadaΦMilos : old woman that I always carry her sticks for her in the marketplace, stand in my stead. " she moved to where the saddle blanket and saddle were to begin to saddle Paulos. She wouldnt ride him till he had his shoe but he could bear the saddle, though when she saw the markings of her order that had been tooled into it , she felt >>
19:08:47GiadaΦMilos : as if the judgement of God was palatable and she stumbled under the weight of it before recouvering herself and kept to her task.
19:12:06†Dominus† He took a few steps towards her unlcipping his scabbarded sword from his belt and tossed it into the dirt away from him shaking his head. Dominus pushed his hair back and said..."No,...I wont believe it. Regardless, to hell with destiny." in a way those that knew him in the order knew tossing his sword to the ground was a big no no for him. <C>
19:14:55†Dominus† "I have commited sin along the path.....I will not make you tell me what it is. But a great man, friend, and father figure once told me Sins are in the eye of the beholder at times..." His hands dropped back down to his sides with a pleading look...."If you leave I will follow, I will leave everything here. If you be damned...I...I.." he strugged<C
19:16:53†Dominus† what he was saying but he finished..."I...I will follow you to the ends of this Earth for eternity Giada, Sin or not" he was deseperate and he had never remembered a time that he felt as exposed as he did at this point. He watched her pleading silently for her not to go but not to god or anyone else. He left religion out of this one, God was<C>
19:17:01†Dominus† sitting this one out in his mind<D>
19:19:50GiadaΦMilos : She tightened the straps on the saddle and his words cut her to the quick, she was surprised she could feel anything at this point. She slowly turned around and faced him "Sins, can be forgiven but when one breaks the very vow that holds their soul to the thether of their eternity there is no redemption. I was wrong Dominus, I thought >>>
19:22:50GiadaΦMilos : I made a difference in this earth. I do not, just ask Tory, you will stay here and you will remain because you cannot come with me."She loved him too much to do that to him and she could see that he was just going to refuse to listen. He would put his own soul in danger and so she lied " I fell with Tory , I love him and so I cannot be with >>>
19:24:31GiadaΦMilos : you" She slumped for the words were a dagger to his heart and she knew it but it was the only way she could protect him in her mind. "I am sorry Dominus ....so sorry" she said raspily. She grabbed the reins and lead Paulos out of the camp , if she stayed and watched his anguish any longer she was going to go mad.
19:27:18†Dominus† Dominus was stunned as she spoke shaking his head as she went through her first comments. She ment so much to him at this point that it wasnt an issue of if he loved her it was just about him saying it. However when she spoke of her love with Tory he dropped to his knees almost instantly when he heard them. Dominus said nothing as she turned and<C>
19:30:23†Dominus† he replied quietly..."...and I love you..." she probably couldnt hear it. He mumbled with an almost insane sounding voice..."To hell with you god.....to hell with it all" he kicked up dirt as he forced himself off the ground and stormed back at the camp picking up his sword from the ground. "Today I kill the man that cut my heart out" Dominus's<C>
19:32:28†Dominus† rage that he had subdued during the crusades filled him. He slightly swelled as his adrenaline pumped and the barbarian of northern lands came out in him. As he looked up at the sky and yelled..."Why do you keep doing this to me! I have cleansed and cleansed!" he paced around the camp as he picked up his armor tearing off logos of anything holy <C>
19:32:51†Dominus† strapping it on and kicking his helm into the woods.<D>
19:34:39GiadaΦMilos : She ran , just ran till her lungs burned, she had no idea where she was going, if she was going deeper into the woods or towards town. She was blinded by her grief and when she could run no more she fell to her knees and a scream of pain and anquish rent the air, a howl of the lost. She screamed till her throat was raw and fell to the >>
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19:37:37GiadaΦMilos : ground exhasted. She had nothing, she had a lost soul and a lost love. A love she had sliced open to bleed to protect him from what she had done. Why had this happened, she was too prideful? She had believed when no one else had and this is what it had gotten her. Paulos stood by quietly and after some time had gone by he nudged her >>
19:37:44GiadaΦMilos : wb X2)
19:37:49Ķąlęb : Thanks))
19:37:54Sybilla·Covelin : thankes)
19:37:54†Dominus† : yep wb))
19:40:53Ķąlęb : -A broken jaw wasn't the easiest thing to heal and a human would likely have been in agony for weeks because of it. Sadly for everyone else, Kaleb didn't mind the painful throb when he opened his mouth nor would it take that length of time to mend. In order to avoid the pair Kaleb had stuck to the woods that night, cleared his head with his fur -c-
19:41:01GiadaΦMilos : she looked to him and spoke her voice almost gone "You should be cut loose old friend, I am afraid you will not ride into battle" He had seen her like this before and if a horse could worry he was worried nudging her again she slowly rose covered in dirt and worn out. "Water...yes"
19:43:01Ķąlęb : on and then spent the morning with the first woman he could find who didn't mind a man with several missing teeth and a face full of bruises. There wasn't any rhyme or reason to the casual sex but it was a tension relief which meant he wouldn't out and out earn himself a punch in the face for the next few hours. Like most human women, the wench-c-
19:45:02Ķąlęb : who tried to keep him in her bed kept asking if she would see him again. Oh women...couldn't they just go one night and not hold onto it? Apparently he was just that good..."Thanks for the fun darlin'.." was the only reply he gave to her queries. Since a bath wasn't a particularly common occurrence in medieval days, Kaleb headed for the ocean -c-
19:45:22†Dominus† continued to destroy the camp. He cut down everything with the sword, mighty swings making short work of anything in its way. After he demolished the camp he moved on to destroying the training pit he had made to train others in. After he finished the camp looked like it was probably apart of a massive fight between two small armies. Dominus went<C
19:46:43Ķąlęb : to wash...normally he wouldn't have bothered...but considering the ridiculous levels of tension between himself and Sybilla he didn't need to be rubbing pheromones in her face if they happened to run into each other...and judging by this place that was an inevitability. Shirt stripped Kaleb kept his pants on and waded in deep...naked would have -c-
19:47:08†Dominus† swinging on the trees each swing landing deep in a tree and having to be pried out of the wood. Eventually Dominus had swung so many times and exerted himself he became worn to the bone. As he stumbled he kicked a water skin with wine in it he picked it up and down the whole skin causing him the woods around him to tilt back and forth in his <C>>
19:47:27Ķąlęb : been better but he didn't need a bollocking from a bunch of dock hands or city guards for exposing himself in public.-
19:48:42†Dominus† vision. He asked to no one his words falling on deaf ears......"Why am I the bane of God's existance" and with those words he fell over and passed out from over heating and the sudden introduction of alcohol into his system. He laid face down in the dirt his sword still in hand<D>
19:57:01Sybilla·Covelin : "I don't understand."Sybilla was talking to no one in particular at this point. "I thought you were giving me some sign..." yes, her mother's people believed in more than one God. Her Father believed in the one God. That wasn't really who she was talking to. Part of her believed that Daniel was up there somewhere. "Was I wrong?" /c/
19:57:51GiadaΦMilos : Town, she would go to town, she had to get Paulos fixed up and money for passage out of Hadara. The sooner the better, she could not risk seeing Dominus for the pain in his eyes would be the straw that broke the camels back. She still had Paulos to take care of and >>
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09:04:32Sybilla·Covelin : Wb)
09:04:41Tory-Oakcroft : Ty.)
09:05:31Sybilla·Covelin : For all the years that Sybilla had lived, she was still very young, young enough that she hadn't even made it to the one-third mark of her life. There were going to be mistakes. The vastness of what she'd given up... for this... was starting to weigh on her wolf-mind. How could she ever think that she could do something her race had /c/
09:05:44Sybilla·Covelin : been able to do in all those years? Rules are there for a reason Sybilla. The words of her parents echoed through her mind and she silently was sending them apologies for being so defiant. Ofi wouldn't do anything because Sybilla would make sure of it. Might severely hurt in the process as bites from one werewolf to other typically /c/
09:06:16Sybilla·Covelin : hurt more but it was worth it in the long run. Someone had to put him in his place and it wasn't going to be any of these humans. "It's not the sword or the person holding it. Noise it makes, way the light glints off the metal triggers the memories..." while she understood how the fear worked she still couldn't control it. Much like her /c/
09:08:15Sybilla·Covelin : beast. "You don't deserve a box after what you just did... deserve a smack to the skull maybe... you should have run your sword through me." Instead he'd protected her and because of that she'd cost him a chance to be with others like himself. "You're more deserving of that medallion than you think." /d/
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09:22:05Tory-Oakcroft : =Ocean eyes sparked a little, the silver flecks seeming to glint. He was still processing, his mind churning as usually he was so careful, controlled and contained within his space. Yet tonight he had broken free of the rails that he kept himself running along. He really did understand more than she knew, but time would process if that -c-
09:22:21Tory-Oakcroft : information became necessary. Raising a brow her jerked his chin over the the weapon that lay in the sand and shrugged slightly. “If it is over there...it isn’t going to do either of those things.” He flopped back onto the sand, his hands crooked behind his head cradling it and he stared up at the sky that was starting to bleed through into -c-
09:22:40Tory-Oakcroft : into sunlight slowly. He had seen two sunrises within the same very long day. Lay out along the sand, it littered his shirt and he just chuckled. “Where would we be if we didn’t take a chance now and then. I have lived the past year and a half in a half life, keeping to my rails and never straying from the track. Besides.....” His voice stung a -c-
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09:22:58Tory-Oakcroft : a little, as the thought of even rationalising why he had defended her ment admitting to himself that indeed he had just chosen a side. “I have enough blood stains for the day.” He shook his wrist out, the hand still throbbing as he grimaced. “And one damn sore hand...what is that guys jaw made of? Steel.” It was a pointless question, as he knew -c
09:23:12Tory-Oakcroft : what Kaleb was, he knew what they both were but it seemed valid in his mind. His eyes diverted from her, staring hard at the sky as the stars littered across it. “Trust me. I deserve for wolf boy to have smashed my skull off the ground. You have no idea.” He still hid, somethings were best left unsaid after all. She thought he was cut off, that -c-
09:23:54Tory-Oakcroft : she had caused it but Tory had sworn never to trace the steps of an order again. It had cost him too much the first time, and she was proof it would have cost him again. “I am going off the whole shiny armour idea. I may try tights.” He smirked and just watched the sky.=
09:33:55Sybilla·Covelin : "One hundred and eighty-eight." It seemed to be a random thing to say but Sybilla licked at her lips as she flopped back to stare at the same sky as he did. "Years old." The thought was finished though she didn't dare look in his direction to see the reaction. Most of the time she simply said she was shortly before her second century /c/
09:36:23Sybilla·Covelin : of life. "My parents, the elders of my pack, all see in me the potential to be what is the equivalent of an alpha in a normal wolf pack but I don't play by their rules." Ever. The differences between her and them went beyond just skin and fur color. The thoughts made Sybilla tug at the tunic she was using to keep herself at least somewhat /c/
09:37:19Sybilla·Covelin : decent. "After they found out I told Tully about my cage, how it worked, gave him the key... they exiled me until my second birthday as punishment because I broke pack law." Eyes shifted in the opposite direction. "And you would look horrible in tights. Not enough of this..." she lifted a toned leg and then dropped the foot back /c/
09:40:14Sybilla·Covelin : into the sand. Sybilla took in a deep breath. "My father is a believer of their God. I think it's the same thing. He loved my mother so much he took her bite. How could that make him or us unholy?" This was going to bug her now. /d/
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09:49:32Tory-Oakcroft : =The stars above them twinkled, the fact the sunlight was beginning to leech over the darkness they seemed to give an extra hard shimmer in order to try and remain seen. The sand was cold, but it wasn’t bothering him at this point as he turned to watch her when the number tripped out, followed shortly by the end of the sentence and he raised a -c-
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09:49:52Tory-Oakcroft : brow. It was instinct, automatically her took a full glance of her length as though that would show him some tell, but he found nothing of note. “Well...” Words escaped him slightly, realising he had been silently just listening for a good few minutes. Trying to choose his words carefully, there weren’t any coming freely. If she though being a -c-
09:50:08Tory-Oakcroft : dog in a human world was complicated, the reverse was as so. His eyes just watched her, his cheek resting on the sand slightly and he finally spoke. “God is different to everyone, some see a wraithful man with fire and brimstone others see the saviour of all. The human mind is a fickle thing, it will always find rationality and pattern where -c-
09:50:38Tory-Oakcroft : where there is non.” Gias reaction had- been a little extreme, he had unfortunately worked his way through a few of her kind on battle grounds, the ones that chose to become hired hands. Mabye that was why Kaleb ground at him so, his cocky attitude the same as the arrogant battle scarred mercenaries that had cropped up intermittently. “Only you -c-
09:50:48Tory-Oakcroft : know what you are and strive to be.” He narrowed his eyes in a slight complaint. “And I will have you know, I think I would look excellent in tights.....” He mused a little and raised a brow. “Okay mabye not.” He turned his eyes back to the stars. “One question...” His face again turned and his eyes flicked over her, his head level with hers he -c-
09:51:02Tory-Oakcroft : watched the side of her face. “Do you own a tent?” He had managed to isolate himself from his shelter, and with no money or supplies...he was staring down the barrel of another branch sleep.=
09:56:57Sybilla·Covelin : Did she own a tent? No. But she had enough coin to buy him one. So yes, sort of. The explanation of religion or her father's religion only further confused Sybilla. Her mother's beliefs were far easier to understand. As for him in tights, the thought brought a wide smile that she quickly forced away. "No, I don't but I have enough /c/
10:03:42Sybilla·Covelin : coin to purchase you one." And anything else he needed. The least she could do after her mouth made him homeless. "If I had my bakery I would offer you work..." Alas, there still had been no word from either the merchant's guild or the crown on that front. "I make quite the excellent pie. That's why I cam here to open my fourth /c/
10:06:01Sybilla·Covelin : bakery..." not for any of this. "Being a whore is just an easy interlude while I wait on the merchant's guild and the crown. Not like I can catch anything...." she chortled a little and then sighed. /d/
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10:23:40Tory-Oakcroft : = =The offer was there, and he appreciated it but since he came he had spent the time living of other peoples means. The town was brimming with opportunity...if you looked below the generally accept as “legal”. It wasn’t like he was a child turfed on the street for the first time, he had managed before and he would again. He had spent enough -c-
10:24:00Tory-Oakcroft : time taking the easy ride. “Keep your money Sybilla. I will manage.” She still felt like she owed him something, that he had done her a payable deed, of a favour in owing. Pushing his hand back through his hair, he let out a slow breath. “You don’t owe me anything” His voice came out a little sterner than he had planned, pushing himself up to -c-
10:24:18Tory-Oakcroft : rest on his elbows he turned his eyes on her and smirked. His head hovering over hers slightly as he had raised himself up. “Tell you what. When you get your bakery, I get a free pie? Deal.” Shifting his weight a little to free up his right hand, his left holding his weight he offered it out to her in offer of agreement. He didn’t know how to -c-
10:24:49Tory-Oakcroft : get through to her that nobody had forced his choice, he had made it of his own accord, and that it wasn’t solely to do with her, or Gia or anyone really. Sure he could of used words but...you know that would be the easy way out obviously, it was far more fun to just dance around have answered questions for the rest of his life. Of course it was.-c
10:25:03Tory-Oakcroft : His past haunted him often, and his aggression sometimes took a hold of him beyond his control. To be fair, bottling everything up behind a brick wall was probably not helping the situation....but it had worked for the most part thus far. His smile spread a little, the soft curve of it more natural than it had been in days. Sandy spikes at this -c-
10:25:33Tory-Oakcroft : point, were messed in an unkempt scruff on his head, his shirt blood stained and sand soaked, his knuckles grazed and popped. Yet still, the smile eased cheshirely anyway.=
10:37:06Sybilla·Covelin : Bakery. Free pie. Blue eyes stared upwards at the man offering such an easy bargain. Pie for her life. The very fact that he was hovering caused her to inch to not be quite so directly under his head. Silence built as Sybilla just watched his face. How it shifted between smiles. How the sand clung to the spiky parts of his hair. The was the /c/
10:37:17Sybilla·Covelin : delicate scent of blood kept wafting off his shirt at the oddest intervals. Then there was him. His scent. She should have said something by now but well, she was busy studying the human for no other purpose than the opportunity had presented itself. The whore in her saw an opening to which she silently scolded such /c/
10:37:28Sybilla·Covelin : thoughts. Leave the human alone. Finally, Sybilla gave a wolfish looking smile up at him. "No deal. My life is worth more than pie..." He had saved her and she owed him at least that. Not that Sybilla would tell him that but this former knight now had a werewolf on his side no matter whether he was right or wrong. A playful slap was /c/
10:38:40Sybilla·Covelin : given to the offered hand not using anything more than what a normal human could strength wise. She wouldn't ever use that kind of strength against him unless...something drastic happened. "Try again..." Mischief was a wolf middle name and there it could be seen that smile of hers. That playful wolfish smile. /d/
10:47:49Tory-Oakcroft : =His eyes shifted a little as her study made him a little on edge. His head drawing back a little away from her. It was like banging his head against a brick wall. Repeatedly smashing it into a hard and rather stubborn surface. He hadn't saved her life, if anything she had stopped him being pummelled into a small pulp by a dog severely -c-
10:51:50Tory-Oakcroft : in need of a rabies jab. His own eyes watched her features carefully, having put himself back an inch or two. The sheer shocking blue of her eyes shining, the light rippling through them. His eyeline running down, almost looking for the wolf. His own chastise came, but his was a little stricter on himself as he pushed himself up to sit. -c-
10:53:54Tory-Oakcroft : leaning back on his palms they sunk intot he sand slightly and he mused on the point. "Like I said you really don't owe me anything. My actions were of my own choice...for my own reasons." A toying cheshire smile met with her wolfish one. The defiance in her grin, grating him a little as he chucked a handful of sand in her direction. "I have -c-
10:55:41Tory-Oakcroft : no suggestions..." He truly didn't. His mind was stuck on the fact, that he really was against her feeling she owed him anything. So that made it hard to come up with a barter. "What do you think I should ask for?" He raised his brows, like a child asking a genie what to wish. Ocean eyes looked back over his shoulder at her, having satisfied -c-
10:55:50Tory-Oakcroft : himself he had put enough distance between them.=
11:04:15Sybilla·Covelin : Play time was an essential function in a wolf's life. Like with the stick? Only this happened to be in human skin and they happened to be bartering for some debt owed that neither of them truly owed the other. The wolf was there in the silver specks that happened to catch the light's reflection. It was there in the shifting of muscle /c/
11:04:29Sybilla·Covelin : beneath skin when he tossed sand and she rolled out of the way with a laugh. Six brothers she grew up with. Plus all the tribal children. To say she was used to horsing around was an understatement. No suggestions. Blah, blah, blah. This was less about the actual debt and more about simply having a little fun. Going off his rails a little. /c/
11:06:23Sybilla·Covelin : He was satisfied at the distance. Sybilla had rolled to escape the sand and was on all fours when he glanced over his shoulder. There was the wolf. In that instant that she playfully lunged the distance with a laugh for the sheer purpose of just knocking him down. Negotiations over, she wanted to play and like any puppy dog would see /c/
11:07:07Sybilla·Covelin : to it that the human played too. Oh, yes, incorrigible was a word that was often used in conversation when speaking about her. /d/
11:09:43Tory-Oakcroft : =His brow raised at her stooped on all fours, questioning the logic behind such a silly position to be sat in...oh. To late, his mind caught up with the game too slow and all he could manage was to turn side on so she atleast got a good portion of shoulder to the face. He was no where near as spritely as her, and considering she ahd strength on -c-
11:11:43Tory-Oakcroft : him aswell, he was tempted to call cheat. However, instead his hand sprayed a further barrage of sand at her. Large hands allowing him to scoop up a good portion and spray it over her. Pulling himself to move, he flicked his shoulder back trying to ricochet her off him at the same time. Like a small puppy chewing at the bit, if she had a tail -c-
11:13:24Tory-Oakcroft : it would be wagging. #his eyes still ocean blue, but a little of the cold front had lifted away as he cocked his head. "Really?" He raised a brow in almost parental questioning at the girl, before launching another spray of sand toward her. Pulling himself to his feet, he waited for the next attack. =
11:20:59Sybilla·Covelin : She knew better than to put the full force of her racial advantage into the game. It was more fun for her to well, lose. So when Tory shoulder met the side of her face she didn't mind so much. Ugh! The sand! Sybilla bounced off him to land on her back grinning from ear to ear. Yes, her tail was inwardly wagging at all of this. "yes, really... /c/
11:22:47»Đãřâẏ« : please tell me you actually took a break last night))
11:22:55Sybilla·Covelin : >.>)
11:23:19»Đãřâẏ« : addicts! The lot of you! *points accusingly at Syb since it's her fault*))
11:25:45Sybilla·Covelin : i'm not using any extra strength and you can't hurt me. There's no harm to this." Spoken even as he sent more sand in her direction. "Aggh..." a sound as the sand covered her face and Sybilla brushed it off. Took her time while he found his feet. When she got up she crouched there eyeing him before she lunged again. This time the /c/
11:27:28Tory-Oakcroft : I've not slept yet...XD)
11:27:32Sybilla·Covelin : lunge was more aimed for his mid-section. Her shoulder going towards his torso. Not with any strength that it would hurt him. /d/
11:27:35Sybilla·Covelin : Me either!)
11:27:40Tory-Oakcroft : Were hardcore!)
11:27:55Tory-Oakcroft : I'm sure theres probably a record somewhere we could break.)
11:30:40Tory-Oakcroft : -He braced his feet, although the sand wasn't a great help underfoot, as she lunge for him her shoulder caught his stomach, a slightl oof thuding out of him as he landed square on his ass. The thud sending a judder through him, his right arm aiming to hook around her waist, bear hugging it tight as his left arm grabbed a handful of sand to -c-
11:31:24»Đãřâẏ« : that's a bit disturbing o.o and Tory aren't you supposed to be at work?))
11:31:35»Đãřâẏ« : *stops the OOC and interrupting now and goes abck to watching*))
11:32:38Tory-Oakcroft : be deposit ontop of her head if he got chance. Sandy locks, literally now sandy. He was managing to spray himself in the process. The start or a rather the tail end of a large smile running his face as he chuckled a little. "Oh yes because rubbing in the fact I can do about as much damage to you as a kitten with a cold, is really helping heal -c-
11:33:58Tory-Oakcroft : my bruised ego." He chuckled again, stil holding herif he'd caught her. It was like fishing for a wolf, once you caught the pesky rascal it had to be clung onto so as much sand as possible could be dumped on it before it squirmed away. Shifting to tuck his feet beneath him, his shoulder aiming to plant her back first into the sand.=
11:40:06Sybilla·Covelin : Success was temporary. More sand was dumped onto her head causing a squeal that sounded more human female than big bad wolf but there was laughter. "You should find comfort in it, not worry about your ego." Oh, that was the point in this? Something like that. The man needed an outlet and obviously Kaleb wasn't a good option. /c/
11:41:46Sybilla·Covelin : When Tory shifted, she flopped without much of a fight into the sand. A wide smile on her face. They were both covered in sand at this point. Still, what was good for her... was good for him. A fistful was tossed toward his chest. She purposefully would avoid the eyes or the face. "You're ego shouldn't be that bruised, you hit him /c/
11:43:10Sybilla·Covelin : pretty hard." Granted she had too and the hand she had hit Kaleb with was still sore but the healing ability was working to lessen the swelling already, bruises were beginning to heal. /d/
11:46:53Tory-Oakcroft : =Sand sprayed at his chest, his arm shifting from where it was trapped underneath her and the sand flicked down the neck of his shirt. In truth, it had been a good long tim esince Tory had outletted. Even as a child he was in training, there was little time as a page to toy. "Oh yeah? Feels pretty bruised." He smirked, grabbing out at her wrist -c-
11:49:07Tory-Oakcroft : one hand. It would be enough to encompass both. Of course if she wasn't playing meek puppy he'd have about as much chance of pinning her down, as he would getting all the sand out of his shorts in the next week. His other hand aiming to flick sand in a flurried spray over her torso. His own hand felt like it had punched a steel gurder, the -c-
11:50:27Tory-Oakcroft : knuckles raw, and he was pretty sure the middle one was broken. But it would heal, and he had grown quite adept at ignoring broken bones. His eyes finally fell clean of the guarded cold reflection. Ocean blue actually filled with silver starlight flecks. The soft wamrht behind them, a comforting reminder of -c-
11:51:50Tory-Oakcroft : something that still existed somewhere. Even if only in part. "Does puppy like water?" He smirked in quesiton=
11:58:01«Kâiđuş٠Thorηωyck» : -blinkblinkblink- You guys are still going?? I've slept for an hour, been to work and come back xD Working from home win!))
11:59:50Sybilla·Covelin : There. Sybilla saw the man let go of his guard and she smiled warmly, "I see you" was uttered just above a whisper. Does puppy like... Sybilla didn't mind water but this tunic was white. That was a bad idea. "Tory..." A tone of an older dog telling a younger dog to mind his manners? Close. Crap. Time to stop playing the lazy dog /c/
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12:01:52Sybilla·Covelin : and get back to playing the game. A good yank would have her free of any hold he had on her and before he could get another Syb found her feet to start running down the beach in laughter. "You'll have to catch me first..." Fat chance of that happening if she really put forth the effort. Which wouldn't be any fun so she'd let him /c/
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12:02:12Tory-Oakcroft : Hey Kai. Btw...))
12:02:47Sybilla·Covelin : get close before taking off again. Eventually, she would probably let him win but for now... this was more fun. /d/
12:02:50«Kâiđuş٠Thorηωyck» : hi...weird man who doesn't sleep >.>))
12:03:39Tory-Oakcroft : XD))
12:03:47Tory-Oakcroft : I'm too wired lol.)
12:04:51«Kâiđuş٠Thorηωyck» : -takes his caffeine away- Weirdly I don't feel bad for an hours sleep xD))
12:05:42Tory-Oakcroft : =She streaked off running, gathering himself to his feet he chuckled, and held his hads out in a mock shrug. "Apparently not." Ugh running. Tory was built for hitting things from a long distance, or pummelling like a sledgehammer at close range. He was definitely not designed for sprinting the distances inbetween. He let out a slight huff, -c-
12:08:02Tory-Oakcroft : stamina wasn't the issue. He just ran like a tug boat. Heading in her direction, the push, pull, push, pull line of her run, causing him to grumble a little. He was a good metre and a half behind at all points, the sand cascading into his boots. He snuffed a little. "You do realise from back here? You run like a girl." He smirked, trying to -c-
12:08:55Tory-Oakcroft : distract from the fact that he was severly lagging at this portion of the game. View wasn't particularly bad though. The thought raised a smirk, but it was soon scolded away before it could settle.=
12:13:59Sybilla·Covelin : "I hit like a girl. I run like a girl." There was a lingering pause there that suggested Sybilla might say something else about all the other girly things she could do. Something a little more whore-like. But instead she turned like she was going to take off running again. That look on her face suggesting she knew exactly what she /c/
12:17:22Sybilla·Covelin : looked like running away from him. Instead of running toward more beach though Sybilla ran towards the water. "You run like an old man... come on! I have a century plus some on you, at least act your age." Father was an explorer so Sybilla spent a lot of time on a ship. Water was not a big deal for the woman. It felt good though /c/
12:20:23Sybilla·Covelin : as it rushed up to meet her in a wave, then another, Sybilla finally turned to wander backwards into the water to make sure Tory was following and if he wasn't? Oh well, more cooling water to wash away the sand for her. The silly human could stay ashore. All this play had ramped up her body temperature though and seeing as she /c/
12:21:00Sybilla·Covelin : ran hotter than a normal human spending some time in cooler water wasn't such a bad idea. Granted she preferred freshwater over salt but... they were here. /d/
12:29:54Tory-Oakcroft : =Had she looked at him recently....he was built like a rugby player. Shifting that weight around, meant an ability somewhere had to give, and speed was the one that had gone on vacation as he grew and never come back. Her comment yipping out, he grumbled a little and finally just stopped at the waters edge as she trotted into it. “An old man?” -c-
12:30:49Tory-Oakcroft : Wow...he new he wasn’t fleet footed, but yeesh. He snorted “You act your age...at least then I would have a shot. And possibly some nice knitted jumpers.” The water skimmed around his boots as the tide floated at the shoreline, ebbing and tricking at the soles of his boots. Sitting lotus position on the sand he tugged them from his feet, pouring -c
12:31:07Tory-Oakcroft : what could have possibly been half the contents of the beach in his left boot back onto the sand infront of him. Repeating the process with the other he left them lazily discarded next to him, standing he began to rush himself down. “I think I have sand in places i never knew existed. Pulling the front tails of his shirt out, he shook the fabric -c
12:31:28Tory-Oakcroft : a little trying to displace as much sand from inside it as possible. He was still behind her, letting his hands dip in the water, he shoved them through his hair letting the sand drip of it. Lazing by the waters edge he raised a brow as she waded through the wavelines. The side of his mouth twitched up in a half smell, as he let out a slight -c-
12:31:39Tory-Oakcroft : relieved sigh and flopped back onto the sand. The sun had misplaced a majority of the stars at red streaks began to fill the sky with light. His hands placed under his head, he had placed himself a good metre of so from the ebbing of the sea.=
12:46:39Sybilla·Covelin : "I am acting my age... " Silly human. Human standards she was roughly twenty or so, maybe. Daylight had come and with it, Sybilla seemed to calm as she nestled to sit in the water shallow enough that each time a wave crashed it didn't completely flood her. She watched as he laid back and a smile came, it was good to see that he /c/
12:46:52Sybilla·Covelin : managed to relax. To let go of some of whatever he had been holding on to even if it was only temporary. Sybilla turned to dive into the deeper water. The swim was at least washing away some of the sand. It would probably take a week's worth of bathing to get rid of all of it. Sneaky little woman swam further down the /c/
12:49:23Sybilla·Covelin : beach, then walked back up the beach just so she could... yep, drip on him. Pest was truly the perfect word for her. This should bother her, being so... immodest. Humans put a value on modesty that it didn't deserve. Besides, she was having too much fun letting her hair drip-drop water onto Tory to care./d/
12:52:56Tory-Oakcroft : =His eyes had glimmered shut, as the sun's heat was begining to slide it's way through the veil of clouds. Soft sand under neath him. It had a been a long and rather exhasuting day, infact closer on two considering he had see two sunrises in a row without sleep inbetween them. Suddenly. Drip, drip, drip drop drip. The first drop hit his arm -c-
12:54:59Tory-Oakcroft : then one to his chest, his neck before the drops wer batting in triples off the wet strands at the end of her hair. Opening on eye he expected to see rain clouds, not a shock of blonde and molfish blue eyes staring down at him. His hands rested under he head, he yawned a little. "You really are in pest mode today girl." His hands had shifted -c-
12:57:46Tory-Oakcroft : Slowly levering through the sand, as his eyes watched her the ocean blue trying it's best to it's hold on hers as his hands pushed through the sand slowly. Sandy bristled in the sand, he was oddly getting used to seeing a little too much of her and it not seemign to register fully....well....it didn't show as registering as often. -c-
12:59:31Tory-Oakcroft : -His eyes flecked with silver he spoke softly. "Are you done pouncing at me now?" With a sudden final flash to cover the rest of thedistanc ebetween his hands and her ankles, he tugged then in one final retort.=
13:09:14Sybilla·Covelin : "Only for awhile longer. Sun is almost all the way up. Then this pest will be out of your hair." Then she'd rest until it started to sink back in the sky again. Sybilla must have been tired, she hadn't even noticed his hands were moving toward her. She noticed he was moving but put it off to him just playing in the sand. All of a sudden, /c/
13:14:31Sybilla·Covelin : the ground came up to smack her in the back. The force caused a gasp. Wily human pulled a fast one. "I am done pouncing...for now." Eyes slid in his direction and she smirked, "you're quite wolfish....for a human." That was a compliment coming from a wolf who once confined him to the same box as the men who killed her mate. /c/
13:16:23Sybilla·Covelin : Eyes flittered to the sky then back to him before she stretched out and yawned. Sad part was she could curl up and sleep right there. "You will have your tent...and that will make us even." For now. Until she decided he deserved something else. /d/
13:19:08Tory-Oakcroft : -His smirk deepened a little, travelling over his face as she came plummeting with a thud to the ground. "Oh, well..." He half smiled, fun was fun but the minute she left it would ebb back behind the stoney void. Not quite yet though. He pushed up on his arms, his eyes watching the sunlight before his teeth bared a little. There was alot -c-
13:21:01Tory-Oakcroft : to be said for just general pigheaded determination. Something which Tory had readily available. If you bided your time long enough, small opportunities gave you a window. He nodded a little still bearing the chesire smirk, before he finally stood. "Well I think I ned to go and hang my shirt off a tree somewhere and beat it into submission until -c
13:22:48Tory-Oakcroft : the sand falls out." Peeling himself to his height, he started brushing himself down a little. White shirt flitting in the sea breeze as sand lined in the seams of most joints of it. Stood as she mentioned the tent again, his eyes flared once more and he shrugged. "Think is pest. You have to find me first. -c-
13:23:17Tory-Oakcroft : wOcean eyes flitted before he stretched his back letting it click through each vertebrate.=
13:28:40Sybilla·Covelin : Find him first. Sybilla said nothing. Not a thing. Merely smiled all knowingly as she laid there. Eyes half lazed shut. Oh, she could find him without any issues now. His scent was docked to memory. The wolf could find him without even trying now. That was the problem with those pesky wolves. They had noses like no other. It would /c/
13:29:26Sybilla·Covelin : probably be smart to not sleep in the sun however, so Sybilla got up and pointed towards a niche in a rock formation. "I'll be there resting if you need me..." or he got bored. Or Kaleb turned up. Any of those things would be worthy enough to wake her for./d/
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18:37:00GiadaΦMilos : The light came and she stood not caring to brush herself off. She wanted to just leave without a word and disappear into the night but she could not do that to Dominus. Paulos had to be walked she still hadnt shoed him. He was going to need to get that done before she left, she would have to do something because she had no money and so >>>
18:38:34GiadaΦMilos : she left the abandoned camp of the dark knight . Her footsteps felt like doom as she wove through the trees. She didnt even know what to say yet , she was still numb not wanting to feel anything because she knew that it was easy to be driven mad if you thought too much and she had given her very soul to keep a secret. She hoped that Tory >>
18:40:39GiadaΦMilos : and the werewolf knew the high price she paid. And unfortunatly Dominus would feel a price as well. She didnt expect Tory in the camp and he wasnt there he had decided what he was going to do and right now she didnt care, she had given him the last gift she had. She tied up Paulos, she needed her saddle and a few things, she was >>
18:42:44GiadaΦMilos : going to leave the food for Dominus and then explain that she needed to go. The words still eluded her , she called out her voice cracking , she wanted to get this over with "Dominus?"
18:44:34†Dominus† Dominus had been at the river bed waking up his arms, face and hair were wet from the water he had been cleaning up in at the stream. He picked up his tunic and popped his neck as he stretched standing on the bank looking up at the sky. He had stayed up almost all night moving to and from camp waiting on Giada. He turned as he heard his name <C>
18:46:17†Dominus† called out and he said.."Giada?" loud enough but was not yelling. He moved through the trees his tunic still in hand his opposite hand would move up to push his wet hair back from his face. He came into the camp and stopped at the edge looking at Giada and from the looks he could tell something was up. Immediatly his face turn cold as he felt the<C
18:48:37†Dominus† bad news she bared behing her eyes. He asked...."Is everything ok?.....I waited up for you but I didnt know if you stayed in town or not" he was trying to break the icy atmosphere that he sensed. His left hand his free hand came to rest on his belt as he moved around the fire pit to stand a few feet away from her as he waited her reply<D>
18:51:07GiadaΦMilos : "I am sorry that you waited. I have something for you" she reached into the bag she always carried and pulled out the prayerbook she carried . It was Marcas but it was no good to her anymore" I want you to have this, I am leaving Hadara. I need to earn some money to pay my passage and to take care of Paulos but I didnt want to go without saying>>
18:53:40GiadaΦMilos : goodbye" She didnt smile at him and her words seemed to come heavy to her. "Tory wont be staying here anymore either. " she swallowed heavily "I want to wish you luck with your new Order but I will not be a part of it. I want to thank you for everything you have done" She pulled out the meat pies she had bought for him and Tory last night>>
18:54:38GiadaΦMilos : and the cheese and bread. "I .....just....wanted to grab my saddle and if you would be alright since they were made for me the clothes you bought from the tailor"
18:57:05†Dominus† Dominus did not take the book he shook his head as he said..."I told you those were for you" he put his hands up slightly dropping his tunic on the ground and he said..."What is wrong, I will not stay here either.....I will go with you" the pain showing on his face. "Ill do anything....just....let me go with you" Dominus had never been one to <C>
19:01:02†Dominus† throw everything away. He hadnet even acknowledged anything else she said yet....He replied after she finished at a loss for words his head slumped in defeat. "If I did something I apologize. But you are all I have anymore" he didnt know what else to say. If anything it was the most he talked in one sitting other then the night before when he had<C
19:01:18†Dominus† met up with Giada in the street.<D>
19:03:40GiadaΦMilos : She had to clench her fist tight, her nails dug into her palm drawing blood "I walk the path of the damned you cannot come with me. I let you down and no it is my own sin that causes me to have to part ways. I am not worthy nor will I be again in the sight of the Almighty" she placed the book down on the ground and turned away from him.>>>
19:06:14GiadaΦMilos : She knew she was breaking his heart, his heartfelt words written on parchment left her no doubts but she was lost now. She turned back around with hollow eyes "You will find others Dominus , it is your destiny to be here . You will find someone to love you as I cannot, and to work at your side. Do me this favor though if you see the >>>
19:08:04GiadaΦMilos : old woman that I always carry her sticks for her in the marketplace, stand in my stead. " she moved to where the saddle blanket and saddle were to begin to saddle Paulos. She wouldnt ride him till he had his shoe but he could bear the saddle, though when she saw the markings of her order that had been tooled into it , she felt >>
19:08:47GiadaΦMilos : as if the judgement of God was palatable and she stumbled under the weight of it before recouvering herself and kept to her task.
19:12:06†Dominus† He took a few steps towards her unlcipping his scabbarded sword from his belt and tossed it into the dirt away from him shaking his head. Dominus pushed his hair back and said..."No,...I wont believe it. Regardless, to hell with destiny." in a way those that knew him in the order knew tossing his sword to the ground was a big no no for him. <C>
19:14:55†Dominus† "I have commited sin along the path.....I will not make you tell me what it is. But a great man, friend, and father figure once told me Sins are in the eye of the beholder at times..." His hands dropped back down to his sides with a pleading look...."If you leave I will follow, I will leave everything here. If you be damned...I...I.." he strugged<C
19:16:53†Dominus† what he was saying but he finished..."I...I will follow you to the ends of this Earth for eternity Giada, Sin or not" he was deseperate and he had never remembered a time that he felt as exposed as he did at this point. He watched her pleading silently for her not to go but not to god or anyone else. He left religion out of this one, God was<C>
19:17:01†Dominus† sitting this one out in his mind<D>
19:19:50GiadaΦMilos : She tightened the straps on the saddle and his words cut her to the quick, she was surprised she could feel anything at this point. She slowly turned around and faced him "Sins, can be forgiven but when one breaks the very vow that holds their soul to the thether of their eternity there is no redemption. I was wrong Dominus, I thought >>>
19:22:50GiadaΦMilos : I made a difference in this earth. I do not, just ask Tory, you will stay here and you will remain because you cannot come with me."She loved him too much to do that to him and she could see that he was just going to refuse to listen. He would put his own soul in danger and so she lied " I fell with Tory , I love him and so I cannot be with >>>
19:24:31GiadaΦMilos : you" She slumped for the words were a dagger to his heart and she knew it but it was the only way she could protect him in her mind. "I am sorry Dominus ....so sorry" she said raspily. She grabbed the reins and lead Paulos out of the camp , if she stayed and watched his anguish any longer she was going to go mad.
19:27:18†Dominus† Dominus was stunned as she spoke shaking his head as she went through her first comments. She ment so much to him at this point that it wasnt an issue of if he loved her it was just about him saying it. However when she spoke of her love with Tory he dropped to his knees almost instantly when he heard them. Dominus said nothing as she turned and<C>
19:30:23†Dominus† he replied quietly..."...and I love you..." she probably couldnt hear it. He mumbled with an almost insane sounding voice..."To hell with you god.....to hell with it all" he kicked up dirt as he forced himself off the ground and stormed back at the camp picking up his sword from the ground. "Today I kill the man that cut my heart out" Dominus's<C>
19:32:28†Dominus† rage that he had subdued during the crusades filled him. He slightly swelled as his adrenaline pumped and the barbarian of northern lands came out in him. As he looked up at the sky and yelled..."Why do you keep doing this to me! I have cleansed and cleansed!" he paced around the camp as he picked up his armor tearing off logos of anything holy <C>
19:32:51†Dominus† strapping it on and kicking his helm into the woods.<D>
19:34:39GiadaΦMilos : She ran , just ran till her lungs burned, she had no idea where she was going, if she was going deeper into the woods or towards town. She was blinded by her grief and when she could run no more she fell to her knees and a scream of pain and anquish rent the air, a howl of the lost. She screamed till her throat was raw and fell to the >>
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19:37:37GiadaΦMilos : ground exhasted. She had nothing, she had a lost soul and a lost love. A love she had sliced open to bleed to protect him from what she had done. Why had this happened, she was too prideful? She had believed when no one else had and this is what it had gotten her. Paulos stood by quietly and after some time had gone by he nudged her >>
19:37:44GiadaΦMilos : wb X2)
19:37:49Ķąlęb : Thanks))
19:37:54Sybilla·Covelin : thankes)
19:37:54†Dominus† : yep wb))
19:40:53Ķąlęb : -A broken jaw wasn't the easiest thing to heal and a human would likely have been in agony for weeks because of it. Sadly for everyone else, Kaleb didn't mind the painful throb when he opened his mouth nor would it take that length of time to mend. In order to avoid the pair Kaleb had stuck to the woods that night, cleared his head with his fur -c-
19:41:01GiadaΦMilos : she looked to him and spoke her voice almost gone "You should be cut loose old friend, I am afraid you will not ride into battle" He had seen her like this before and if a horse could worry he was worried nudging her again she slowly rose covered in dirt and worn out. "Water...yes"
19:43:01Ķąlęb : on and then spent the morning with the first woman he could find who didn't mind a man with several missing teeth and a face full of bruises. There wasn't any rhyme or reason to the casual sex but it was a tension relief which meant he wouldn't out and out earn himself a punch in the face for the next few hours. Like most human women, the wench-c-
19:45:02Ķąlęb : who tried to keep him in her bed kept asking if she would see him again. Oh women...couldn't they just go one night and not hold onto it? Apparently he was just that good..."Thanks for the fun darlin'.." was the only reply he gave to her queries. Since a bath wasn't a particularly common occurrence in medieval days, Kaleb headed for the ocean -c-
19:45:22†Dominus† continued to destroy the camp. He cut down everything with the sword, mighty swings making short work of anything in its way. After he demolished the camp he moved on to destroying the training pit he had made to train others in. After he finished the camp looked like it was probably apart of a massive fight between two small armies. Dominus went<C
19:46:43Ķąlęb : to wash...normally he wouldn't have bothered...but considering the ridiculous levels of tension between himself and Sybilla he didn't need to be rubbing pheromones in her face if they happened to run into each other...and judging by this place that was an inevitability. Shirt stripped Kaleb kept his pants on and waded in deep...naked would have -c-
19:47:08†Dominus† swinging on the trees each swing landing deep in a tree and having to be pried out of the wood. Eventually Dominus had swung so many times and exerted himself he became worn to the bone. As he stumbled he kicked a water skin with wine in it he picked it up and down the whole skin causing him the woods around him to tilt back and forth in his <C>>
19:47:27Ķąlęb : been better but he didn't need a bollocking from a bunch of dock hands or city guards for exposing himself in public.-
19:48:42†Dominus† vision. He asked to no one his words falling on deaf ears......"Why am I the bane of God's existance" and with those words he fell over and passed out from over heating and the sudden introduction of alcohol into his system. He laid face down in the dirt his sword still in hand<D>
19:57:01Sybilla·Covelin : "I don't understand."Sybilla was talking to no one in particular at this point. "I thought you were giving me some sign..." yes, her mother's people believed in more than one God. Her Father believed in the one God. That wasn't really who she was talking to. Part of her believed that Daniel was up there somewhere. "Was I wrong?" /c/
19:57:51GiadaΦMilos : Town, she would go to town, she had to get Paulos fixed up and money for passage out of Hadara. The sooner the better, she could not risk seeing Dominus for the pain in his eyes would be the straw that broke the camels back. She still had Paulos to take care of and >>
