Meeting new people

[Astrea Rose Griffin]

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Season of Spring, Day 20, 511 AV

Astrea, walking out of the orphanage, ran out into the streets with a smile on her face. She was finally free to rome where ever she pleased. Her care takers in the orphanage finally decided she was old enough to live on her own, they just gave her simple instructions to go to the Employment Office and apply for a job, but Astrea wanted to enjoy herself before she had to go get a job. For all her life she had been trapped in the orphanage forced to do house work and watch after all the other children, but now she is her own person. She was only 17 years old, but she felt she was ready to become a woman and to travel all over the world. Problem was she needed a horse and a lot of supplies to travel, but to get that you needed money which required a job. As she walked down the streets she realized she knew no one there other then the children of the orphanage. Maybe now would be a good time to socialize with other people her age. Her shoes cliped against the cobble stone roads as she walked deeper into the city taking in all the excitement she had been kept away from.

[Malemar]

Day 20, Spring, 511 AV Malemar wandered the streets of Syliras, bored and in need of something to do. He kicked the stones as he walked along, dragging his feet. He looked around to see if anything interesting had happened whilst he wasn't looking. He scanned the street around him, looking for anything that might be of interest. His eyes came to rest upon a girl, roughly his own age, walking towards him from the opposite direction. Well, she seems approachable. I should go and talk to her. On that thought, he started toward her with a grin on his face and a gleam in his eye.

[Astrea Rose Griffin]

As Astrea was walking down the street she found herself being approached by a boy who seemed her age. She wondered if she should socialize or not, but she wasn't exactly sure how to. She figured that she would just say hi and hope things would go well. When he had given her a gentle smile her nerves were more settled and she recieved the courage to speak. "Um...hello." She said nervously fidgetting with her fingers behind her back. "I'm Astrea." She said with a small, but still nervous smile.

[Winter]

Upon leaving the tavern he rented for the week, Winter decided to stroll around the city in order to get some fresh air and otherwise, go around sight-seeing the city. He walks the streets rather slowly, gazing the buildings architecture and the "mood" the sky is; he certainly doesn't want to get a new rain bath like the last one. As he reaches the street where those two indivuals are, he is somewhat thinkful, pondering if he'll ever find the bondmate he wishes to. Somewhat disconnected of the world, he walks blankly, just following his route, not paying attention to the people that dodge his path. He then, stumbles against Malemar, slightly hitting eacother elbows. Winter's instincts pull the best of him as he glimpses back to the man, releasing a grin that reveals his elongated canine teeth, he responds: -"Watch it kid!" . He had seen his arrowheaded scar in the young-adult left eye as both well built structures clashed with each other, both Winter and Malemar seem physically well-built, altough being a Kelvic, Winter ages faster as sees Malemar as still a youngling in his kin due to his facial features and skin age. It wasn't Malemar's fault that Winter walked against him, it was a mere coincidence, but something deep in this Kelvic made him act like that, this is, his wolven nature. He takes sight of the also young woman he's talking with and is immediately hypnotized by her hair color; the blonde coloring made him stare in awe of the beauty of her hair. His eyes runned lower as they took sight of her also beautiful eyes. She was nonethless attractive but fairly too young. He smiles as he gazes her, blinking over her as he attempts to stablish and eye to eye connection with the female.

[Astrea Rose Griffin]

Astrea's eyes did indeed meet Winters, but not with the friendly sparkle she gave to Malemar. Instead her gold iris burned with anger as her hands rested upon her hips and she put most of her weight on her right leg. "Rude much?" She asked with a bitter and sassy tone. She probably never looked to be assertive, but if someone was rude she was sure to give them a piece of her mind. "Why don't you start watching were you walk and stop acting as if you are a god and that everyone should part like the red sea for you?" She asked glaring at the stranger. As she annalyzed him she noticed that he wasn't human and then she began to rethink of her words she had spoken. Maybe she could have kept her mouth shut to save her from trouble, but what was done is done. Besides she never thinks before opening her mouth which was part of the reason why her care takers at the orphanage had released her.

[Winter]

As Astrea answers him, in a perhaps, bold move of hers, Winter’s feels even more curious about the young female that stands in front of him. As she takes her previous stated stance, Winter crosses his arms near his fur jacket, this one was unbuttoned for the time being. As his chest muscles tensed up feeling some hostility coming from the female, his curiosity is fueled by the meaning of her words. With little knowledge of the surrounding world, except for the forests and mountains he used to hunt, he had no idea at all what the Red Sea could be. He goes under the fake assumption that it could be a river made of blood or something linked with death. Her words after all couldn’t possibly mean red as in the color of the water, he thought in all his small intellect. He glimpses back to the male pondering his movements, analyzing his garments and body constitution rather quickly. He returns his gaze to Astrea, the one attractive female that had captured his attention. He gives a small step forward, attempting to intimidate the hostile female with his own physical traits. He smiles once again looking down to the girl. His nostrils twitch as he captures the scent of both Astrea and Malemar. Their scents penetrate his nose leaving him with little information about the two. Astrea’s scent is a mystery as he cannot capture any information from it. In the other hand, Malemar’s scent seems to have a bit more of testosterone; it seemed that he wished for something with Astrea’s, a friendly relation or something else deeper. Trusting his primal instincts he decides to take this information for his own advantage, still, intrigued by the female behavior. He attempts once again to establish eye contact with Astrea. He narrows his eyebrows as he replies to her interjection: “Rude? Oh… I see… The two humming birds are too busy huh?” – His sharp facial features surrender slightly to his sense of humor, releasing a happy grin once again. Still curious about this Red Sea of hers, he decides to search for an answer to this bloodied sea of his thoughts. “And who parted the red sea? Aquiras? Lavikus? What’s this blood sea you speak of?” – he makes reference to some godly names in attempt to decipher who did indeed part the red sea, Aquiras, god of Travels or Lavikus, god of the Sea. Still intrigued at the female, he glimpses back at the male, watching closely for any attempt of attack or hostility from Malemar’s part. With both of his arms crossed, he awaits for her answer.

OOCReference to Real Life God and the Red Sea? Hmm! Good luck gettin' out of this one hehe. Remember, I'm a Kelvic, make your assumptions.

[Astrea Rose Griffin]

Astrea looked up at him in the eyes seeing his bold expression. Yes it intimidated her a little, but she was too stubborn to back down. She let out a small huff of annoyed air. "Never mind, just forget it." She said stubbornly now crossing her arms over her chest. As she averted her eyes she could still feel his hard and lightly amused stare on her. She glanced back at him and then lowered her arms. "Stop staring at me!" She bursted out angrilly. "You are beginning to creep me out ya know...what is so interesting about us that you must antagonize us?" her golden eyes still burned like her firey personality inside of her. Hmm...he is kind quite attractive, in a strange scary kind of way...wait wait wait! Stop thinking like that! Pay attention! She thought to herself as she continued to become distracted by his hard to not notice muscles.

[Winter]

As the last few words leave Astrea’s mouth, he releases a soft chuckle. He runs his left hand trough his hair, his elbow covers his face slightly as he laughs. As both of his hands meet once again, he retakes his former stance, now somewhat less aggressive to both of the Humans. He raises his left hand once again. He points to Malemar and then to Astrea, still with a large smile on his face. “Us? Ha. I knew it, Winter here never misses a couple!” - in this somewhat friendly joke he relieves the heavy mood the group stood under; he pointed his right fist with his thumb up at him, making both of them aware of his name. After hearing the word: “Antagonize”, he was somewhat unaware of its meaning but soon forgets about it when he retakes sight of Astrea. He gazes her body now. He starts to scan her from her feet to her shimmering blonde hair. Her peculiar personality was easy to notice, even to Winter that wasn’t much of socialite. It was easy to see she was attractive and somewhat “burning” to the touch; still, who doesn’t like to play with fire once in a while? Winter had thought to himself. He replies to the visually enticing female, disposing of some of his physical pressure on her. He raises his left hand to her, attempting to touch her chin, just long enough to feel the softness of her young skin, his thumb would leave the middle of her chin and his other fingers from the rest of her girly jaw as he said: “Heh, you sure don’t disappoint in the looks, lady… Lucky of him to be yours.” – he blinks back to her, perhaps and somewhat, taunting Malemar.

[Astrea Rose Griffin]

Astrea's hard glare softened and then turned into a deeply surprised look. She could feel her face begin to rise in temperature as her face began to flush a light pink. As Winter reached to touch her skin her eyes widened even more as her cheeks began to burn vigorously. "N-no you have the wrong idea!" She said pushing his hand away slightly embarrassed by his comment as she averted her eyes nervously. "I don't even know him." She stuttered nervously completely red in the face which she tried to conceal with her long blond hair. Never had she ever felt so uncertain and taken off guard. It was almost uncomfortable for her, but slightly flattering. She glanced back to look at Winter no longer with her anger burning hazel eyes filled of anger, but with a soft gold reflecting the insecurity of a young teenager.

[Maegon]

Nothing. Third tavern that day, and no one willing to go too far out the city. "We have other things to do", or "You aren't paying" were pretty bad excuses for "I'm too afraid of the wilds to go out without at least fifty other trained men". Maegon was starting to feel desperate. He was only at "decent mage" level, but by himself there was little he could do. Without some forgotten lore, he would stay on his first element indefinitely, like his father. Maegon walked down the street, checking the next tavern in the list, and witnessed a curious situation: a tall, well built man, engaging a beautiful, blond haired girl. She looked like she was being harassed, and the man's tall, muscled figure and scarred eye didn't do much for his public image. Still, Maegon was unsure if he should pay more attention to how beautiful the girl was, and boy she was, or how useful the guy would be on the wilderness. Maegon decided to stick around and wait for the pair to break away. The guy looked like trouble, and guys who look like trouble tend to watch out if other people are polite. Interrupting would probably earn Maegon a fist to the jaw.