Thread: Opposite Ends ( Ava & ForeverMischievous )

Emmerick noticed the blush upon Ava's cheeks, causing him to smile lightly, before realizing just how much that excited him. It was not only that his words had an impact upon her, that seemed pleasant. But the blood, rushing through her veins. Ever inch of him, at that moment, wished deeply that she'd allow him her blood. Just once. But he had to push it away. He couldn't know the effect. He couldn't know how his body would react. How his senses would react. How his mind would react. And he realized he'd been staring at Ava for a few minutes, halting the stare with some blinking, before looking towards Lydia, just to move his gaze. He had to agree with her notion. As soon as she'd come within range of their senses, they'd be at them like wild dogs. But he had to bring her. He had to find this information, together with a Lock. He doubted there'd be any solution, with the two apart. And. He also desperately wanted her close, so he'd be capable of protecting her. The others route, would indeed be a dangerous one as well. Ava's words then, caused Emmerick to chuckle lightly, and spread a grin upon his lips, so the fangs in the right side of his mouth was somewhat visible. Amelia smiled as well, not really expecting this much trust from Ava. But she was loyal to the ones she cared for. And she cared for Lady Ava, for she cared for her and Emmerick. Amelia nodded at the suggestion, raising from the bed to follow Lydia, as she was shown towards the armory. As they made their way towards the armory, Amelia watched Lydia, a bit concerned. I'm.. Sorry, that it's come to this, but.. You know tat it is for the best, right? She asked, humbly, before they reached the secret access to the armory. As they entered, her eyes flared up with glee, as they drifted over the weaponry. As Lydia spoke, Amelia walked around, looking over the weaponry, before starting to check pistols. I do not think Ser Emmerick will have us use Horses. Attracts too much attention. And.. He hates Horses.. She admitted, chuckling lightly, before quickly looking to Lydia, as she excused herself. Wait.. Madame Lydia? Lady Ava.. She doesn't know how to use a weapon.. Does she? She didn't expect she would, but had to know. And with her answer, she continued to search through weaponry. She found four of the best pistols, four of the best rifles and two sabres. One extra pistol and saber, should Lady Ava actually know how to handle these. She heaved the rifles over her shoulders, put the pistols in bags, and then started searching for gunpowder and bullets, bagging as much as they'd be able to carry, light weighted. As Ava brought out a map, Emmerick reached for a pen, walking over to the map, to crouch down beside the bed, and eye over the map. He didn't even ask, before he rose the pen, dipping it in some ink, and then placing two dots upon the far side of the map, from the front side of the Estate, before looking up to her. Watches are stationed in these two premises, yes. He agreed, awaiting Alistair, as he kept eyeing the map, with a thoughtful gaze. Then as Alistair entered, he rose to his feet, and returned the courteous bow. He shook his head a single time at her question. On the earliest morning, it would be preferable for the large group. There the dawn will inhibit their sight, should they keep a close eye, which they rarely do in the mornings. They focus their efforts on late night, and mid day. He explained. As Lady Ava looked to his eyes, he stared right back, with a comforting smile. Then as Lydia entered, he gave her a nod, before turning his attention back towards the map. Sir Alistair. If you look here. He said as he knelt, pointing upon the two spots on the map. These are outposts. Watchmen keep a tight eye on the Estate from these spots, which gives them this sight range. He drew cones from each dot, that showed their view. Now, the hill here, behind the Estate, will provide adequate cover, from the eastern watch. He pointed upon an indication of a hill, not far from the rear exit. He looked up to Alistair, to see if he understood. If he did, he continued. It would be best to leave the house, in a straight line, conformed of only two rows. The people who can crouch whilst walking, should do so, to minimize the chance to be seen. He was about to continue, before Ava spoke to him, and he rose. As she offered the shirt, he held it with one hand, letting the other stroke her hand as it'd passed down his arm. A favor? Would I truly be doing anyone a favor? His gaze shortly hit Alistairs, before nodding a single time. Point taken. He dropped the shirt over his head, before continuing his talk with Alistair. We will leave in two groups. Lady Lock, Amelia and I, will leave at the den of night. We will do so, because that is when the least patrols are around. The watches will keep a closer eye then, yet we'll crawl our way out, to diminish our visibility to them entirely. But.. When we leave, your party must stand ready. If a Horn sounds, you must bring all belongings from those who cant run with them, and all run.. Run, as fast as you can. That horn will be the signal of the army, and you will have to escape, as soon as possible. If someone brings too many belongings for carrying, drop it. Drop the carriage. You'll have to hurry, as fast as you can, and bring nothing to hinder your advance, understood? The Holtests are fast, and will be down your throats in moments. He spoke of tactics, as if it was his life. And it had been, up until this point. Now, if the Horn does not sound, you will wait till morning, and proceed with the former plan, understood?