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Post by Iona on Aug 19, 2011 0:14:29 GMT -6
Halt smiled then. "Oh, but leaks don't live past the night. I see to that, or my student," he said, his smile growing. "Might I add," Pyrrha butted in, "that this isn't exactly the safest place to give off information? You would find endless leaks here. Just look at that bartender," she said, glaring at the man, who immediately glanced away and pretended to clean the filthy bar. Alemine watched this all quickly, her eyes large and expectant through it all.
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Post by Azrael/Iris on Aug 19, 2011 0:19:10 GMT -6
"I believe you would have a very hard time in killing any of my brothers..." Torak said, he loomed over Halt. (I always imagine him acting like Batman when he does this..I don't know why though.. xD) "She's right...we're not safe from wandering ears." Torak said.
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Post by Faro/Blade on Aug 19, 2011 10:12:18 GMT -6
(Because playing as Altair kinda felt like being Batman and Torak is based off Altair?)
"Very well, but the safer we are from prying eyes, the harder it will be to escape from any mutual enemies." Blade warned.
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Post by Argoth/Maximus on Aug 19, 2011 10:22:26 GMT -6
Maximus sighed heavily at the conversation at hand, this was stupid. All this talk about leaks and not trusting one another made him want to punch everyone in the face. It was ridiculous. Although he did understand where everyone was coming from, and it was important for them to trust one another. He just thought that this trust factor was a little too high for each organization. Max was a part of the assassins, and he trusted all of these people way more than anyone else did. If the queen could trust them, then so could he. Why did everyone else have to be so uptight about it? Its not like they were here to kill everyone. And even if they were, they would have one hell of a time trying. "Enough," he bellowed, "This is ridiculous. All this does is create tension between us and I don't think that's what you're trying to achieve is it? So either cut the crap or go somewhere else. I trust you, and so does the queen, why isn't that enough? None of them seem to be here to do any of us harm, and they came to us first for our blessing. Sure they might be really mysterious and weird all the time but so are we? So what's the big deal Torak? And I assure you all of us can be trusted, so stop all this and lets just get to what we came here to do, drink and have a good time," he finished.
Icylius stared down at Max and had a very puzzled look on his face, the boy just stood up to the Mycenlaeans and his own organization. He knew the kid had guts but didn't know he would go this far. Icylius did agree with Max though, the distrust between the two groups was unnecessary if either wanted to work together, but he highly doubted any of them to agree with him. So he just stood there and waited for everyone to shoot the kid down, simultanelously glancing over at Alemine to see what she thought.
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Post by Azrael/Iris on Aug 19, 2011 12:26:34 GMT -6
(Torak's physical look was based off of Altair...his mental and emotional state are like a mix of Altair, Ezio and Batman... xD)
Torak moved past the Legion and placed a hand on Max's shoulder. "You will understand my position in trust when you are older.." With that said, Torak removed his hand and looked back over to the Legion.
The Queen's judgement may have been enough for Max..but for Torak...the King being like an older brother and having been betrayed before by many other organizations...would not take just the Queen's word for it. Something was not right with the Legion...or so Torak thought.
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Post by Schrödinger's cat on Aug 20, 2011 0:35:01 GMT -6
The hallway was quiet once Lien got to the second floor, gazing down the rows of doors on both sides of the hallway. Well, not all too quiet since he could hear the group speaking downstairs, but the dragon prince tried his best to perk his ears forward to hear anything. So far he heard nothing, so with a frown, Lien turned away to go downstairs and just made it halfway down when he heard footsteps.
He stopped to listen, hearing the soft steps pause before continue walking. And then he heard of the door of one of the rooms open.
Quickly Lien turned around and nearly ran up the stairs that were behind him and swung himself around the corner.
Oarashi jumped in surprise as he saw the dragon prince fly right around the corner of the stairways. Quickly he yanked the knot on his kimono belt tightly before whipping his hands behind his back. "Ahh. . . Youn-Young Prince, you startled me." He spoke, shuffling just an inch back and looked at the ground.
"Where the hell were you Oarashi!? I was looking everywhere for you! I thought you were kidnapped by the Dark Dragons or hurt or-"
"I. . . I ran in fear, so I hid here in th-the inn. . . I'm sorry." Oarashi cut him off. He could feel his cheeks flushing bright red in embarrassment knowing full well that isn't what he was really doing in his room.
Lien frowned as he watched Oarashi refuse to make eye-contact with him, then finally sighed, running his glove hand through his own hair in annoyance. Believing the blush on Oarashi's fair face was from being ashamed of fleeing a battle. "I guess that is to be expected from an islander that doesn't know war I suppose. . . After all a duel is different from an overwhelming war. Just don't let it happen again."
The sea dragon nodded slightly, toeing the wooden floor planks before finally looking up, still beet red. "I'll try to keep that on mind. . . Uhh. . . would you. . . mind if you joined me downstairs for a drink? I'm a bit . . . well shamed now." Wasn't that true, Oarashi sourly thought to himself.
"Alright fine. . . but just to warn you, there might be a bar fight going on seeing how things were downstairs just a few minutes ago." Lien warned as he walked down the stairs, making sure the Sea Dragon was following him before coming into the bar area with the rest of the group.
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Post by Eldrin/Vai on Aug 27, 2011 10:42:42 GMT -6
Eldrin watched all this talk between the Aurian Legion and Assassin's without the slightest interest. He hated political talk. Leaks there were plenty of, including himself, and he wasn't easy to kill. Of course, if Torak wanted to, he could probably kill the thief. But that was one of Eldrin best assets, he often made friends with the people who could kill him. Therefore he was not only protected from them, but protected by them from any others who would try kill him. Even when he had no protection, he was an alright fighter, and the fact that he was unafraid to play dirty helped greatly. And if that didn't work he could resort to trickery or just outrun them with his often superior speed.
When he saw Lien return with his friend he perked up. He hopped onto the bar and ran along it and dropped down next to them. "Hi! I'm Eldrin! I don't believe we've properly met." Which of course meant, "I don't believe I've robbed you yet."
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Post by Schrödinger's cat on Aug 27, 2011 21:21:41 GMT -6
The Sea Dragon must have jumped a good feet or two back when Eldrin had jumped out of nowhere. Instictively he reached for his hidden dagger, but his hand passed through his empty sleeve instead of his tanto hilt. Silently he cursed to himself for forgetting to strap on his hidden weapon, but when he looked up, he saw Lien and some other bar patrons staring at him oddly. He blushed in embaressment.
"Uh. . . Oarashi, you feeling ok?"
Oarashi looked quickl away. "I'm fine. . . fine. . . excuse me, I didn't mean to jump so violenly. . . Im Oarashi." The boy managed to stammered out as he made his formal bow of greeings to Eldrin, his ankle-length hair spilling over his shoulder and to the wooden floor boards before the sea dragon straighten up from his bow.
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Post by Eldrin/Vai on Sept 4, 2011 12:03:25 GMT -6
Eldrin reach out to touch the hair, his eyes gleaming strangely, it was a psychotic look, and kind of creepy too. But Oarashi straightened up before he could. Eldrin was left looking extremely awkward. He quickly, but tactlessly played it off by grabbing Oarashi's hand and shaking it vigorously. "I suppose you're a dragon too?" He asked, even though he was already distracted by Lien's obvious annoyance.
Eldrin was suddenly overcome by an urge to cheer the Dragon Prince up. Thinking logically, he decided to give Lien the things that made him happy. Looking around the room he quickly procured a bottle of rum from the bar and snatched Max off of his seat. Then he thrust both of these into Lien's arms, smiling encouragingly.
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Post by Schrödinger's cat on Sept 4, 2011 21:01:13 GMT -6
Oarashi curiously looked at Eldrin's hand wrapped firmly around his, watching as the thief vigorously shook his limb hand and let out. Lien nearly chuckled in amusement at Eldrin's attempt to greet the Sea Dragon. After all, Oarashi's kind never shook hands for greetings rather they shake hands when the one who offers the shake first admits defeat in battle.
Which was what Oarashi had exactly on mind when he began to wonder why Eldrin had surrendered himself even though there was no duel that was done between them. "I suppose you're a dragon too?"
"Well I- I suppose I am a dragon. Though not of Lien's kind." the Islander trailed off as he and the Dragon Prince watched Eldrin rush off, heisting yet another rum bottle and to their surprise swiped Max off the stool and dragged him over.
The Thief tried shoving the boy and the bottle of liquor into the Dragon Prince's arms, but he only merely stood back, giving Eldrin an incredulous look. "Eldrin, what the hell is this?"
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Post by Schrödinger's cat on Oct 4, 2011 9:30:43 GMT -6
BUMP
XD There Faro, bumped it for you
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Post by Faro/Blade on Oct 12, 2011 19:31:18 GMT -6
"Not everyone is as honest as you, kid. Take me, for instance. I knew Argoth for a month before I told him I was a demon." Blade explained to the naive assassin.
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Post by Iona on Oct 15, 2011 18:23:53 GMT -6
Attikus chuckled darkly at Maxmius's outburst. "Have the Legion and the Hylian Assassins become so weak as to listen to a child's whims? Lo, there is wisdom in his words, but he has much to learn about the world; nary is there any good done in the midst of evil," he said, brushing past Halt, coming over to stand next to Pyrrha. He studied her silently, his eyes scanning over her person, particularly her face and he smiled slightly, taking her hand and kissing her knuckles lightly. The blond haired man jumped back before her fist could slam against the side of his face.
Halt paled, reaching for his sword, but Pyrrha cut him short with a glance. Astonished, he let his hand fall indignantly, not sure of what to do. Attikus stood back, chuckled once more and bowed mockingly at the waist to Halt and the others. "I am Attikus Seleus Nikator, of the land of Auria. I am not a Legion member, but I am an individual of an affiliation of another power soon to join theirs. I am an assassin for hire to the highest bidder, a mercenary of good standing," he said grandly and came up from his bow with a small, sarcastic lift of one side of his lips.
Halt didn't do anything, short of nearly leaving the inn in his frustration of Pyrrha's lack of reaction to Attikus's advances or near to killing the Aurian. "We will speak in a more secure place," he forced out tersely to Torak, squaring his jaw in attempt to keep his rage under wraps. Pyrrha glared at Halt but nodded. "He means we refuse to talk about such matters until its safe. If not, then one of us leaves," she bluntly stated.
Nervously nibbling on the edge of her nail, Alemine was confused. Pyrrha and Halt had always loved each other; why were they suddenly so hostile? Why did Pyrrha didn't do much to punish Attikus for his rudeness? This was all news to her, and she glanced at Torak and Eldrin, just as oblivious to the obvious inner conflicts of her own organization.
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Post by Azrael/Iris on Oct 15, 2011 21:54:14 GMT -6
"Even though he is a child...he is a brother and has every right to speak." Torak said to Attikus. The Master Assassin nodded to Halt. "Then let us find one."
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Post by Eldrin/Vai on Oct 30, 2011 16:08:03 GMT -6
"Wait just a minute!" Eldrin cried staring incredulously between the two assassins. "What is it with you people and whisking everybody off to secret safehouses?! Where did you get these places?! How do you maintain them?! AND WHO THE HELL IS THAT?!?!?! Eldrin yelled pointing at a young man that had just entered.
The boy (as he was more a boy than a man) calmly lowered his hood, clearly not bothered by Eldrin's rantings. "Same person I was this morning when you sold me to that farmer, Eldrin." Sayo answered, his mismatched eyes scanning the room before him. "Quite the party you're having here... I'm sure it is quite common for the leaders of two underground organizations and the rightful heirs of two foreign countries, citizens of another, and an adopted prince of yet another to meet in such a humble inn such as this with subjects and a wanted criminal in attendance... And, oddly, it appears that the squad of Terminian guards currently surrounding the building agree with me. The slave boy said with a smirk reminiscent of Eldrin's.
"Now come along, Eldrin. If anyone is to collect the bounty on your head it shall be me. Sayo said, gesturing for Eldrin to follow him as he hopped the bar and headed for a back door.
"Won't there be guards out there too? Eldrin asked, scratching his head.
"Most likely," Sayo responded simply, "which just makes things more interesting...
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