Thread: Neuleben

Name Nickname Tephia Scully Teph Attire Brown leather and cotton top short brown leather skirt with suspenders brown leather arm and thigh bands brown leather boots head piece. Weapon Knife though not really usable for defending or fighting--a gift from her twin brother, Tidus. Location Inside the walls of Neuleben random local pub. Tagging Anyone Gideon. Time September 15, 3585 Late afternoon. The main road that went through the town's center was bustling with activity. This didn't surprise Tephia at all and, despite her paranoia and typical yearning for smaller crowds, she was happy to see so many faces milling about. After what had just occurred, she felt a bit safer knowing that there were others around just in case another problem occurred. And even though her rescuer was with her, she still didn't know him very well yet. As Tephia took in the welcome sight, she felt her rescuer redirect her along the road. For reasons she couldn't explain, she felt her feet fall into line and soon enough she was following his lead, allowing her body to move where he wanted her to go. His tone and kind face told her enough that he was still trying to help her, to keep her safe and improve her spirits--a rare thing indeed and something she missed dearly in people. She long thought such things nonexistent given everyone's new circumstances and she had to admit, it restored her faith just a bit to see her rescuer displaying such traits. After a short walk, Tephia followed her rescuer into one of Neuleben's pubs. She'd never been inside it before, the faces of the clientele all unfamiliar. Thank you, she whispered shyly as her rescuer brought her the juice, her cheeks red as she overheard the exchange between he and the barkeep. She wondered what any of that meant... if anything at all. Slightly embarrassed, Tephia's eyes immediately sought out the floor. Slowly, she lifted up her hand and reached for the glass, letting her fingers curl about it before bringing it to her lips so that she could take a sip. Once the rim touched her mouth and the contents within swished and danced against her tongue, her mind began to wander. When she set the glass back down, she looked over at her rescuer, her cheeks still a bit pink, and smiled. This is helping. Once again, thank you. By the way, my name is Tephia. Tephia Scully. Name Nickname Lacey Kinson Lace Attire Red satin and lace corset top black leather boy-shorts black leather coat black leather boots black hat. Weapon None. Location Inside the walls of Neuleben. Tagging Anyone Dusk 'Yang' Haven. Time September 15, 3585 Late afternoon. Lacey winced as the man pulled on her, his hands a bit rough as they began to take liberty and roam her body. Just then, things were interrupted and both she and the jerk who felt that he could just do what he wanted whenever turned their heads and saw the new figure that had just joined them. A small smile began to tug at the corners of Lacey's lips at the sight of this newcomer, whoever he was. His presence alone could hopefully turn the tide of her horrendous predicament and for that she'd be most grateful. The arrogant son of a bitch continued to hold onto her, making Lacey wriggle slightly, stuggling in vain to get away. But all too quickly, she was suddenly freed. In the blink of an eye, the newcomer had done the impossible and all while moving like lightning or perhaps faster. His body slumped over and she suddenly realized what had occurred. As her eyes widened and reality hit, she could feel her mouth opening and closing like a tiny fish gulping water as it moved clumsily about in the shallows of brackish water. I... I... Lacey stammered before licking her lips and daring to start over once more. Slinking further away from the brute of a man, that heap of useless skin, she felt a prickling shiver run along her spine. Giving her rescuer a smile, she began again. Thank you, Yang or Dusk, whichever you prefer to be called. She could feel her cheeks burn, knowing full well that a rosy blush had swept over her usually pale skin. My name is Lacey. If you like, I can try to help you find your sister. Perhaps she's gone off to try and enjoy the sunset or has gone to one of the local pubs for a spell. Regardless, I can try. Again, she smiled, wondering if her rescuer would take her up on the offer. After all, it was the least she could do after what he'd done for her.