The market [Closed - Grandfathered]

[Elliot Skythorn]

Elliot stood up slowly facing the newcomer with nothing more than a glance, there was sure something that caught his attention in this one, the air around him seemed so thick and dull as his expressionless face continued to look in the same direction, their direction. He was ahsamed for pulling of a stunt like that, maybe she could misunderstand it after all, he litsened to their talk go on as he moved his body more and more in front of her standing figure, still not sure what was making him be so edgy around this new character.

For a brief moment he thought about saying something, but as his lips opened, he slowly closed them while remaining speechless, not wanting to start any careless quarell, still observing every movement and observing every move of the stranger. Something edgged him to brake the silence as he slowly wanted to tell Fade he was sorry.....he needed to do it, his lips moved just enough to squeel the words: "I`m sorry" the whisperlike speech he used made his skin tremble a bit, but he did not know the reason for it.

Turning back to the stranger he whispered in a calm tone: "My name is Elliot, i know she is not a dangerous one, so what exactly is still binding you here? Pardon my rudness if you find any in my words his lips sealed as he knew he may have stepped over the line, but he was too much of a hothead to keep silent. His slow movements started getting even more and more epic like to him as he awaited for either of these two to move or react.

[Wystern]

“But kindly tell me, sir, in a street full of people do I look like a criminal?”

"No, but you stand out. In Sunberth, someone like you would be likely trained as an assassin, after all, seduction is only the second best way to kill somebody. You are not from here, that is easy enough to tell for a person who isn't a native either. But this isn't Sunberth, and I don't mean to harass you, Miss."

Crow put on his hood, covering his face within darkness once again. He turned towards Elliot.

"I'm sorry, Elliot, I'm the rude one here. I was here for clarity, and I found it. Safety is taken very seriously in Syliras. We are Knights, we are watching. Always. Good evening," said Wystern as he disappeared into the crowd.

"Interesting," Wys muttered to himself.

[Fade]

"We are Knights, we are watching. Always.”
The words echoed inside her head, going round and round bouncing back and forth.
She shivered as the knight, he had said his name was Wystern, left mingling into the crowd covering his face. Leaving nothingness for the mind to fill, she smiled it was something she had written and it fit perfectly.

She sighed and thought of the apology she had received from Elliot then she said “Better ask forgiveness than permission”

Her thoughts were still confused; she scanned the crowd, if you are still watching where are you? she asked herself

She stood there like a statue, head tilted to one side, getting strange glances from passers by. She preferred to stay in silence, her emotions heightened.
It was frustrating it ramned into her head every time. She didn’t know what to think, she just…didn’t know.

[Elliot Skythorn]

He looked after Wytern as he slowly got less and less noticable in the crowd, until he disappeared completely. This guy had a talent to stay invisible, that was for sure. Turning around he checked the area around for any knight like figures, but as he noticed none, he turned back to Fade, still too ashamed to look at her eyes.

It was getting darker, and he was no longer sure how or what is going to happen, he did not want to see her so shaken up again, but he did not want to leave either, he sighsed quietly with fear filling him. His hand was now out, small scars were like a bad horror show under the dusky sky. Arm reaching out to her holding the glove he whispered: "You need it more than i do" he just stood there waiting for her to take some course of action. She could even hate him now, and it would still be more awarding than this silence that was now swept onto them, and it was all his fault.

[Fade]

She smiled a meagre trembling smile “I have my own thank you” She looked at the sky is impending darkness reflecting in her eyes, the colour of a sea storm.
She put a hand in her hand, rummaged and brought out a pair of gloves.

Her eyes though were caught by the scars that covered his hands, she slipped on a thin silk glove and traced the scars on his hand. She than looked at him took a breath and spoke in a surprisingly clear voice “How?” She uttered this word softly, kindly looking at his mismatched eyes.
She didn’t hate him but she didn’t touch his hand with her gloved one. She knew she had to be cautious even though she trusted him it was better to be safe than sorry.

[Elliot Skythorn]

Reality check, the scars, it was all over his mind now as he quickly covered his hand with the glove he had previously taken off. Not sure what to say he started looking around nervously and a bit ashamed as if he needed something, someone to come to his rescue and make him not answer. No one came. His eyes narrowed sligthtly and while looking in the distance he whispered in a shamefull tone: "You could call it a price for failure, well that and the sign i can never hide from my shame" he finished while pointing his scared hand towards the eye shaped tattoo on the other one.

Zulrav, anyone...he needed someone to keep his mind in check as he started remembering all those nights he thought it can always stay covered, all those nights he thought he had forgotten it.

Getting more and more uncomfortable, he was no longer sure what to do or say as he stood there like he was hanged by some kind of string while looking down at his feet. He wanted to see her expression but he could not bring himself to do it, to look at her.

[Fade]

She traced the eye tattoo as well, lingering there.
She looked at him and smiled in the stillness. The crowds noise, the sky and the smells where nothing they were frozen, it all went back to her frozen ocean. She almost felt the biting cold and the hard wind lash at her. Imagination, what a strange powerful force.
“Tell me more” she tilted her head “a sort of game: a story for a story” Maybe this was the way to make him talk she added "without shame"
Her eyes twinkled as she plunged into cold reality.
She watched as a child with a white ribbon ran past, it was fluttering in the wind. As the child faded into the crowd Fade thought: everything fades.

[Elliot Skythorn]

He was surprised to hear a thing like that but as he did, his head was brought back up slowly as he looked at her a bit, and than at his tattoo, over and over again. His eyes were stretching a bit in this shock he was going through, but he spoke slowly anyway: "My family,father, mother, all dead, every single one of them, and it was all becuase i failed. They said i was not worth killing and so i remain here to linger around long enough questioning were they right. They gave me both my shame and an eye to keep that shame in check, as i could no longer forget or forgive. Zulrav got them, got them all in the magnificent combination of water and clouds, and the sea.....and so they vanished.....just like my family" his face made a painfull expression as he was going on and on with the details until he finished. Slowly shruging in diappointment for he could not make a better story out of it he asked slowly: "Why are you so quiet all the time? Furthermore, why do you try so much to make me talk?" with all his questions brought out he was now looking at her wandering what her respons may be.

[Fade]

OOC :

ooc: sorry for the very breif post I have a concert tomorrow

"I'm sorry to hear about your past" Fade whispered knowing that her words were nothing aginst the pain that he was dealing with.
“Those were two questions” She blinked “but I will answer both as you have mine”
She thought a bit and answered “I am silent because I’m not used to talking much or to be treated with respect. I haven’t enough experience of freedom and such things”
His second question made her smile slightly “I’m a good listener and I would like to know more about you because I like you and it’s only normal to be curious” She spoke the truth, a truth for a truth.
She then thought about his wandering fleeting eyes and asked slowly “Why can’t you bring yourself to look at me?” It was a simple question, maybe if the past was too painful the present could offer solace.

[Elliot Skythorn]

Finaly looking at her he was no longer sure should he smile or just make some kind of serious face, he went with the smiling part, since he was terrible at keeping things too stuck up. Smlining faintly he looked at her wondering a bit what to say to her. It was indeed a question he really did not want to answer.
His lips opened only slightly as he was whispering: " I am sorry to hear about that, it sure sounds wierd coming from someone looking like you. I guess i can relate to he curious part as well, so about your question, i kinda really don`t want you to get the wrong idea from this, but i ....um....kinda...like you and stuff. But not like anything serious or something, really" he was blushing more and more as he was nearing the end of the sentance while muttering slowly. A question for her, he got one fixed in his mind as he quickly spoke in a silent tone: "How are you going to react now that you`ve heard this?" it was the best he could do in the panic that belittled him at the present moment.


P.S. Doesn`t matter, you don`t owe me anything, im happy to do a thread with you in the first place, oh by the way, good luck with that concert thing tommorow.