Wandering the city (Closed)

[Tressa]

Tressa nodded in the direction of the man, her acknowledgement of him finally getting her name right. Color came to her cheeks at the world beautiful and she took her gaze from him, the color leaving as quickly as it had come. She was a prideful creature, yes and she knew of her beauty. It was in her nature, but she had never flaunted it or attempted to reap it's benefits. The statement itself flattered her in a way. She could feel Leon's gaze steadily on her and she turned to him, meeting his eyes with her own. He looked at her often, she could sense it. His eyes held a look, a look she couldn't place. She knew the look of hatred, happiness, displeasure and many more, it wasn't any of these. It left her studying him, wondering what that glaze in his eyes meant. Her senses were left useless on him, almost like he blinded her. She wasn't left to mull over it very long as a commotion in the market crowd quickly exploded. “Thief” The words rang clearly out, heard by all. "I knew it, no surprise there." She mumbled not realizing that she had even voiced her thoughts. She was enthralled by the chaos. Almost as if in perfect sync the man quickly withdrew his offer, spilling his apologies and what not, her eyes followed his hand, watching him place gold coins into Leon's hand. Still his eyes were focused on her, she noticed him but curiosity had got the better of her and she peered on interested in what was to come, as it was clearly headed their way. Almost immediately two men, larger than most she'd seen emerged quickly from the disgruntled and shaken crowd, taking their stance before the mysterious man. Curiosity turned to shock and she backed away rather quickly, her almond shaped eyes widening at the sight, deciding to watch it unfold from a safer distance.

The men were obviously livid with this man and had every intention to harm him. A fight? The thought brought the animal in her back to it's position of power and she watched intently. Her senses prickled at the intensity of it all. Accusation, confrontation, testosterone, it was a deadly mix. What next? The man moved quickly, but her predatory eyes seen it all as he reached quickly beneath his cloak and withdrew a very full bag of loot, which he flung into the closer of the two aggressors face and quickly fled. Ah, it figures. Why stand and fight when you can cower and run. Prideless, guilty, human. Coins flew into the air, the gold of them gleaming as they hit the ground heavily. The victim of the coin assault took quick action and barreled off after the man. The hunt is on, she thought a smile forming on her lips. The second of the men quickly recovered what he could of the money before he too took pursuit after the man. Leon claimed a few of the forgotten coins, who wouldn't? Already a few of the jostled crowd members had begun to scope out the area. She felt no pity for him and as they disappeared into the night she found herself completely uninterested in his fate, luck or demise if it so happened that way. Disappointed in the turn out of the situation she made her way back to the two remaining men. As she approached the night too quickly ran off. Not long after his rapid departure came a shrill sound. It pierced her eardrums in a way that left her with her ears ringing, eyes closed and her hands tightly covering her ears while an expression of discomfort edging near pain came across her face.

She had recovered from the sound though her ears still rang uncomfortably long after the the sound had ended and the knight had returned. “No need for us to refrain from enjoying ourselves because of his problems” She offered a simple answer, figuring it was all that was needed. His gaze was on her again, those dark eyes boring into her. She took the opportunity to once again observe the mysterious look they held, yet found herself studying his features instead. He was nice looking, nice to look at. It was obvious he didn't indulge in his appearance, but men shouldn't. Though not overly done he was definitely no slob and he was handsome to say the least. . And he possessed an ability to bring out her humanity or maybe it wasn't humanity he brought out, maybe it was just a taming of the beast she was? She didn't like that idea and quickly pushed it from her mind. Still she found herself quite engrossed in him.

The knight spoke his apologies at the situation, showing concern at the outbreak. “No need to apologize for the actions of a fool, nor actions not made by your person.” She paused for a moment before finishing, “But be it at the hands of the law or by the hands of those he wronged i'm sure he'll get what he deserves. After all justice has many forms” A smirk crossed her face at the end of her statement and she looked hungrily in the direction of the tavern. Silently swearing to herself that any person who caused further commotion that happened to further delay her meal might just become a meal.

[Samantha]

((OOC:Ignore making Tiza my main character))

[Wystern]

Wys looked at the woman covering her ears with the look like he caused it, which in fact, he probably did. A questioning look appeared on his face as she shook off the pain. Did he overdo it, or just sensitive hearing? That whistle technique hits hard, but it's supposed to. It normally doesn't phase people, just alarm them, one whistle starts and it's proceeded by a chain that plays on the mind; it makes people think that they are surrendered, at least those who are smart enough to realize what was happening. The Knights are many.

"Justice? We call it justice so that we wouldn't call it vengeance. I don't particularly like the idea that everything cascades down in a circle, but life's life. Besides, I'm the law no longer, it was just the end of my shift for the day." Wys said and pointed to a man much more heavily armored than himself. Comparing the two soldiers, there was a lot of contrast in the way they dressed. The latter looked like a statue, Wystern smirked at the thought.

Finally, when the distractions faded, he quickly glanced at the people standing before him. Wow, that girl's eyes are really, really yellow. He couldn't quite pull up a memory with someone that had eyes like this. Was she human? Probably Konti. Can't tell until someone does or says something that reveals what they are. He didn't see any weapons, which was a plus. Three years on service and the first thing he looks for in a person is if he or she is packing steel. The man on the other hand, definitely looked like he wasn't from here, and carried a scimitar, but he looked human, just really tan. All the races in the world, and humans are by far the worst to deal with.

He felt the mood change, it was getting stale, probably a good time to head somewhere. "So, may I be your guide for the evening?"

[Leon]

Leon's eyes could not drift from her. But he was getting the feeling he was beceoming uncomfertable with his greedy eyes. He had basicly memorized every conture and shape she had to offer. He could see the impatients in her growing, his own were building as he waited for there host to take them where they were to be going. Leon had no idea the layout of this hellhold they call a town. He could have asked the girl, but he feared even trying to speak to her right now. She had the look of hunger, and if she could she probably would use those fangs to cause a nice nasty bite. He took the mans words to heart, he was starving, tired and just wanted to sit after this long day of pointless bartering. " Yes please do... lead the way." And with that Leon looked back to the Tressa, god how he... no he couldn't say those words yet, he only just met her. But something in the way she made him feel just made him believe that he could at least try to feel it, maybe it was maybe it was just lust. What ever it was he needed to stop dwelling on it and enjoy the night.

[Samantha]

((OOC:Ignore making Tiza my main character))

[Tressa]

"Please lead the way.' Tressa said looking to knight as she insisted, her voice taking a slightly anxious tone. She was bored with the alley and it's lack of food. From the corner of her eyes she watched the girl and the bird, well mostly the bird as they walk away. Birds, such bony creatures, more feathers than meat. Losing interest in the bird as it moved out of her sight, she settled her eyes on Leon. He had been watching her again and she contemplated asking why, but decided against it. Tapping her foot impatiently while drawing a hand to her chest to idly play with the ends of the loose hair that fell there she watched Leon, as if expecting something interesting to happen, her gaze occaisonally shifting to the other man, he obviously hadn't cared for her remark. She didn't much care, but he was a strange knight, his attitude and even personality varied greatly from most of them.

[Tiza]

Tiza the white falcon flies out of the window and sits on the ground seeming nervous, she looks up at Tressa and in a flash of swirling light changes into her human form. She is a pale skinned fifteen year old girl with windblown hair and petite instature Once she remembers shes naked she runs behind Tressa for cover. Tiza obviously wanted to join in the convorsation but was too shy to do anything.

"u-uhm.. im really sorry you have to see me like this... i was just bored.."

Tiza giggles some and looks at Tressa and attempts to use her Seduction skills

"Im naked... can you lend me some clothes?"

smiles a shy sort of cute smile

[Wystern]

Wystern noticed the man ogling the girl like a piece of meat again. Even the Knight was starting to get the shivers now. A few thoughts flew in head, should Wys say something about it, does it already alarm Tressa? Crow smirked to the idea. He always met strange people, but world would be boring without them. "It's rude to stare," he said with a smirk and noticed the man's gaze change; Wys let out a short laugh,"oh, and by the way, Tressa, please call me Wys."

Then a white falcon landed in front of them. A flash and another girl appeared and ran behind Tressa. The Knight stepped back, hand on hilt, blade almost drawn, Wys didn't waste any time to respond to the situation. That's when he heard the girl talk. Bored? Needed clothes? Damn Kelvics.

Wys saw a group of squires move out of the corner of his eye. He let out that whistle from before, but at a much lower pitch to get their attention. About a minute of squabble, and the Knight emerged with a black cloak, leaving some squire really dissatisfied. Fan-petching-tastic, this evening was getting better and better. Sarcasm felt relieving.

The Knight handed Kelvic the cloak, trying not to look at her being naked. "Take it. It's yours."

[Tiza]

Tiza smiled gently and took the cloak from him. This girl was obviously playful by nature. She looked at Wystern then the rest of the people and seemed a bit confused at the situation.

"Whats going on?"

The girl seemed a bit nosy in a child like way. After all she was only 15 and a Kelvic.. It seemed funny to Wystern that she forgot to have clothes nearby when she changed form. Tiza seemed out of breath and tired now that everyone had time to look at her, A scar across her face was evident she was in a recent encounter or fight with something.

[Tressa]

Tressa looked at the girl questioningly only the least bit surprised by her. She wasn't used to other kelvics morphing before her and then hiding behind her and she laughed at the situation. "One should be more mindful of where one leaves her clothes" She said softly, meaning it in the least negative way possible. "Please call me Wys" Tressa looked to the man and nodded. "I shall call you Wys then." She smiled as the words passed her lips.

The whistle rang out again but not as pitched, landing much more gently on her ears and she all but ignored it. However Wys obviously releiving some man of his cloak was harder to ignore, she giggled at the irony. Her eyes still laughing as she watched him return, handing the cloak to their new found, nude, friend.

The girl was childish in nature, nosey and playful. Curiousity killed the cat. She thought to herself watching and waiting.