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Thread: The Assassin (HeartOfTheDarkness & Mad Hatter)

For a while, Trevor felt like he was in some sort of limbo. He could hear the screams of the people he killed, but at the same time, he could hear someone mumbling and grumbling as if they were right next to him. He couldn't tell if he was alive or dead, if this was life or hell. When he finally woke up, he woke up to the sight of a woman sleeping beside the bed he was on. He quickly raised from the bed in shock, only to grab at his wound in pain from moving too fast. As he tried to settle down from the pain, he looked around the room to see where he was. It seemed to be a nice cozy house, nothing too special. He figured that the woman resting beside his bed was the person that saved him. He'd be lying if he said that he didn't find the woman to be attractive, but this was probably the first woman he had really seen, other than his targets or instructors from when he was little, but they were much older. He reached over to brush his finger against her soft cheek, and flinched when she moved a bit. Finally, he looked around again to notice that all of his belongings were missing. She must've taken them off to clean his wound, but he didn't know where she could've put them. He decided to grab the woman's shoulder and gently shake her. Hello? Where am I? He wanted to make sure this woman meant no harm to him.
Thread: The Assassin (HeartOfTheDarkness & Mad Hatter)

Annaleia jumped back in alarm, but instead of sitting upright, she was leaning back, slightly away from him. It had been much time since she had had a man in her bed - the last and only being her late husband as far as this house was concerned, and that was a good two years back. She relaxed at his voice rapidly, readjusting herself in a more comfortable position. Well, She said calmly, her light blue eyes still wide in shock. Your at my home, She said, looking around as if to confirm it to herself, then looked back at him. And I'm Annaleia. As far as my last name, well that isn't so much of a concern as of the current. She said politely. Your clothes on the other hand, She said, fluttering her hand down towards where they laid beside her. ...Well, I must say, unique clothing for the common-goer. She said, raising an eyebrow. She stood her full height, turn sharply on her heels and headed for the door, but looked back. See to it you'll dress yourself into the given attire, She said softly, closing the door behind her and walking into the kitchen, deciding that if he passed out in the mud, he may have gotten drunk, and into a fight, so he'd need a meal to sober him up as well as regain strength. She pulled out a fine piece of meat, tossing it into a skillet and turned the stove on, fluttering about the kitchen to fix him - as well as herself - a fine meal.
Thread: The Assassin (HeartOfTheDarkness & Mad Hatter)

Trevor watched as Annaleia left the room, allowing him to get dressed. As he moved, he felt the pain of his injury. It was going to be quite some time before he'll be able to move at full potential, but he knew he had to get out soon. It took him some time to get dressed, since it hurt to do any sort of movement. He noticed that his clothes were cleaned, and that some parts of the clothes weren't his. He simply assumed that the missing clothes were too torn up to save, so she gave him new clothes to go with his large coat. Once dressed, he checked to make sure that everything was where it belonged. His pockets were empty, but the woman didn't act like she knew he had weapons on him. Then he remembered dropping some of his things to both lighten the load and to throw off his pursuers. He assumed that he dropped everything in his weak state of mind. He stepped out of the room and slowly walked to the kitchen to join Annaleia. Thank you, and I'm sorry for the inconvenience. He said, not sure how to repay the woman who saved him.
Thread: The Assassin (HeartOfTheDarkness & Mad Hatter)

Annaleia snorted in laughter at what he said, fixing him a well-proportioned plate and set it on the table for him, fixing herself a more dainty meal. Inconvenience? She said rhetorically. This house hasn't seen to much activity for the last two years. She added, finally looking up at him. May as well eat - your bound to be hungry. She said, then thought about it. Depending on blood loss, he might have enough energy to eat, so he might resort to another power-nap to recuperate. Annaleia gave him a tiny, hopeful smile. Not hopeful for herself, but for him. Though, I have failed to recollect your name..? She asked, raising an eyebrow as she fluttered around the kitchen, putting things away before finally sitting down herself, hungry from hauling him around.
Thread: The Assassin (HeartOfTheDarkness & Mad Hatter)

Trevor began digging into his food when she gave it to him. He was much hungrier than he remembered. And it was a very delicious meal. He ate it as if it were his final meal, enjoying every bit of it. He paused for a moment when she asked for his name. It's Trevor. He said a little quietly. He wasn't really sure what more to say to the woman. Sure her looks were intimidating to him, but it was mainly because he had never really had a conversation with someone before. All he ever really said to people were reports and 'yes sir' or 'no sir'.
Thread: The Assassin (HeartOfTheDarkness & Mad Hatter)

Trevor, Annaleia murmured, as if to roll it around on her tongue before pushing a piece of her jet back hair behind her ear. The politest thing to say as of current- For some quirky reason, Annaleia didn't say 'as of currently', she said 'as of current'- would be 'nice to meet you, Trevor' but it seems a bit late for that. She laughed a little to herself, getting up when her plate was empty and washed it, before leaning against the counter, staring at him, thinking. She was trying to figure out of he had a concussion without physically touching him. If the tables were turned, she was absolutely certain that she wouldn't want - or likely allow - a stranger feeling her head. You don't mind if I ask you a few questions, do you? She asked politely after a moment of silence. She was not educated in the medical field of work, so she was honestly poking around for a decent way to figure out how to see if he had a concussion without touching him. She pushed herself off the counter, returning to the opposite side of the table, head cocked barely to the side as she gazed curiously at him. Her gaze was not intense as if she was angered, or fitful if she was scared of him, but did lean to the lighter side, not willing to intimidate him, or have him snap at her.
Thread: The Assassin (HeartOfTheDarkness & Mad Hatter)

Trevor continued eating as Annaleia continued to gaze at him. He wasn't sure whether to be suspicious or annoyed. Having her stare at him like that was a little bit uncomfortable for him. He was grateful to her though, she did save his life and gave him food, so he tried not to let it bother him too much. When she asked him to answer some questions he stopped and looked at her. Depends on what you ask me. I might not be able to provide an answer to all of them. He had a story in mind for how he got into this condition, but he wouldn't want to answer to her if she pried him too much for information. After finishing off his plate of food, he leaned back and looked at her, awaiting her questioning.
Thread: The Assassin (HeartOfTheDarkness & Mad Hatter)

Annaleia nodded. She understood that he may have had parts of his life he wanted to keep in the dark or it was simply to painful or secretive to tell. She had the same. Do you remember where you passed out - geography wise. I'm not asking for a specific tree or lake or anything. She laughed a little awkwardly, trying to make this as comfortable for him as for her. She knew the bare-scrapping little about him so she couldn't really dig deep, considering it was a medical test rather than a personal interrogation. She stood, taking his plate when he leaned back, finished. It was a move her late husband would occasionally pull, so she reacted instinctively by finished a light cleaning of the kitchen, thinking lightly of him.
Thread: The Assassin (HeartOfTheDarkness & Mad Hatter)

Trevor stopped for a moment to think. Just where did he pass out. His memory was extremely hazy at the time, he probably didn't really know where he was to begin with. I'm sorry, I don't think I do remember. At the time, I was just trying to find safety, but after loosing so much blood, I couldn't think straight. He said, trying to make it so that it was an accident that he found her. The last think he wanted her to think was that he was somehow after her for whatever reason. When she took the plate and began cleaning, he stood up and helped her gather things. I can help, it's the least I could do. But when he began moving too much, he grabbed at his chest in pain.
Thread: The Assassin (HeartOfTheDarkness & Mad Hatter)

Annaleia nodded. There was in fact a chance he had a concussion. I've been cleaning this house by myself for as long as I've had it. Sit or relax. You'd be foolish to oppose that what I say is not in your best interest. She said calmly, though authority rang through her voice. She didn't know who she was dealing with, but had she said it softly, he wouldn't have taken her seriously, and had be not, he could seriously damage himself. Permanently. Though, I do appreciate your offer. She added quickly, pushing her long black hair behind her ear, sweeping it too the side as she sung softly under her breath. It was an old habit that hadn't died hard and she hadn't even realized that she was until it rung in her head, automatically shutting her up.
Thread: The End is Sometimes the Beginning (miqAbrannon17)

Two Kingdoms were at war and a young Princess was always under watch which annoyed her. Her father was always gone making plans as the night she was taken he didn't hear of it until the next morning. Lillian was on horse back with her hands tied behind her with her long white hair a mess from the struggle. Under the gown she had undergarments of course but it did look like she put up a fight. My father will send his best trackers to find me. she said to the unknown man in front of her. She tried to encourage the horse she was on to run from this man but the lead rope had been securely tied to his saddle. Her amber eyes were dark as she watched her Kiddnaper just calmly ride along ahead of her. Lillian looked up at the clear sky blue sky hearing the birds singing in the distance. Today looked to be a wonderful day as if nothing could go badly but for her this was the beginning of perhaps the end of her life.
Thread: The End is Sometimes the Beginning (miqAbrannon17)

RE The End is Sometimes the Beginning The man continued own seeming as though he was annoyed by each word the girl spoke or that he had to focus on riding. It soon began to look as though he was struggling to be in his saddle and panting aloud. He then stopped the two of them at a small waterfall. They have been traveling for half a day now and he looked weak for some reason now. He slowly climbed off his horse and pulled her off so hers not completely caring as he let her drop the last half of the way onto her rear. He walked both the horses and the girl over to the river tying them both up then looking over to her. Ok we are far enough now. Don't you dare get any ideas of running or you will dearly regret it. He grasped his side propping himself on a log watching her intently
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RE The End is Sometimes the Beginning With them getting further into the woods she could hear rushing water. She was lost of course but notied his movements were bit different. After being pulled off the saddle then dropped to the ground she slowly sat up seeing he was holding his side. It hit her that he may be hurt but she twisted her wrist around trying to loosen the ropes already as she watched the horses graze and drink from the waterfall. With you being hurt you can't do much of anything. She said as she pulled one hand free which tore the skin from her wrist but instead of running she walked over to him. Kneeling down she grabbed his hand lifting it up. There was bit of blood on his shirt but she looked at him. What happened?
Thread: The End is Sometimes the Beginning (miqAbrannon17)

RE The End is Sometimes the Beginning He looked aside as if not wanting to accept her pity. What are you up to? Trying to get a weapon off me won't work at all and you're smart if you don't run off. Outrunning a crossbow's bolt is quite difficult. I can tell you that one from first hand experience. He looked down at his side as if to hint to her that he had happened to be shot prior to retrieving her. On my way to your kingdom I was hit by a bolt from a patrolmen.
Thread: The End is Sometimes the Beginning (miqAbrannon17)

RE The End is Sometimes the Beginning Funny. I don't know where we are. She said as she swatted the back of his back seeing the burnt marks on his side. Taking after her mother she was strong on healing powers. Reaching down placing her hand over the wound as her hand began to glow. Besides if I were to run I'd wait until you were asleep.. She said with a smirk though with him having a cloak she reached over pushing the hood back.
Thread: The End is Sometimes the Beginning (miqAbrannon17)

RE The End is Sometimes the Beginning The man suddenly flustered having his hood pushed away. He instinctively pulled his crossbow with a bolt already loaded in it and aimed it at her head and began barking at her in anger. Girl you must forget the position you are in! Damn you now know what I look like. Are you absolutely mad!? Do you think an assassin, a man whom lives and works by shadow wants to be known!? By the maker you are lucky you are worth to much coin for this secret to the grave but that makes for no promises once my pockets are filled. The man had very angular features, sharp wolf like yellow eyes and wild blond hair which main him have features resembling that of a wild animal. Also how foolish could you be healing your capture? Stupid girl... He said dropping his crossbow not stopping her from doing so and having a look on his face which stated loud and clear that he was embarrassed to have her do so. Appearance -
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RE The End is Sometimes the Beginning Lillian jumped back from him as he aimmed his cross bow at her though she didn't return to healing him. If you're taking me to King Golrath he's going to kill me in the end anyways! She snapped at him as her slender form was trembling as he settled back expecting her to go back to healing him. I don't know whose more foolish. Me, for being compassionate on healing my own capture. Or you, for threatening a witch who can posion you with a spell and leave you for dead. she said as her once soft glowing hands suddenly turned black showing a deadly spell was active. After moving away from him the black light disappeared as she allowed him to rest and heal on his own.
Thread: The End is Sometimes the Beginning (miqAbrannon17)

RE The End is Sometimes the Beginning I know very well a loaded bolt is much faster than the time it takes to gather magic together sweetheart so don't you think I let you catch me off guard The man took the girl and bound her hands back around her hands once more wrapping the rope around her waist twice as well to keep it tight although rather more uncomfortable for her. He then tied one of her ankles to the log to help make sure she won't run. sleep well and remember its better for your well being if you don't try to escape. He climbed up a tree securing his waist to it with a rope. That was where he would sleep not to fond of trusting her getting her hands on him.
Thread: The End is Sometimes the Beginning (miqAbrannon17)

RE The End is Sometimes the Beginning With him grabbing her she screamed out for him to let her go and struggled against him. Though with him tying her hands together then bound them to her waist to where she couldn't untie herself. Son of a warthog! Let me go! she snapped at him but he knocked her off her feet with him tying her feet to the log. While he tied another rope to his waist to keep her there. Glaring at him as she watched him fall to sleep right there where she couldn't get comfortable to even get a nap in. Laying there in the cold grass as she listened to the wolves howling in the distance along with other creatures calling out to eachother. Those sounds sent chills down her spine but with her out in the open like this and him basically sealing her fate she wandered which way was a better way to die. Eaten by animals or forced to be chained and killed in front of her father.
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RE The End is Sometimes the Beginning The man managed to get some shut eye, but not as much as he would had hoped for as he heard his horses get on edge and begin to nay. He snapped to and smelt the scent of wolves closing in. His senses were keen much like wolves but they would take him for a meal similarities or not. He cut the rope that was securing himself up in the tree and jumped down motioning over to his prisoner. he shoved her not hard but enough to make sure he didn't have to do it multiple times to wake her if she wasn't already. He quickly cut her free tearing through her ropes like butter with his Bach Nakhs Claw weapons in picture. Listen close. We happened to be surrounded at the moment. Six wolves and i'm not about to let you be easy pickings for you but i'm not entrusting you with a weapon. Just don't get eaten or run into the lake if you have to. This won't take me long so you don't have enough time to get away so don't even think about it. The wolves were now in sight and beginning to come down at them baring their fangs looking for an easy meal.
Thread: The End is Sometimes the Beginning (miqAbrannon17)

RE The End is Sometimes the Beginning Wincing as he nudged her in her side. Though with him getting her free she heard the growling nearby but with her grabbing a large branch as one wolf leaped at her but yelped when the branch slammed into it. Once it was down a white glow around her eyes and it's eyes. Defend! She ordered as the wolf turned on its own kind with her backing up with the wolf defending her. While she kept the spell going it was draining her strength little by little. Soon sweat broke out across her forehead with the wolf she was controling stayed between her and his own pack. Swaying in her stance she stumbled back into the lake falling on her ass as her spell on the wolf broke. Weak and with her head throbbing as she looked at the whimpering confused wolf. Sorry little guy... She muttered softly.
Thread: The End is Sometimes the Beginning (miqAbrannon17)

RE The End is Sometimes the Beginning The muts circled him now not quite knowing what he had to offere but smelt the fresh blood that was from his wound. It still pained him but it did nothing with giving him needs for concern. He ran the tip of his tongue along his teeth waiting, excited, adrenaline coursed through him and he felt thrilled besides for them disturbing his sleep these animals were welcome company to him except for the fact that they wouldn't be around long. one finally lunged at him jumping at his neck put he dropped a knee to swoop under and drive his clawed weapon up into the wolves stomach but didn't stop there. He was was able to muscle through lifting the beast further up and over slamming it onto its back. He pulled the claws of his weapon free in a manner that dragged up the wolves torso pulling out its intestines. The remaining wolves backed up as if confused and recalculating to think that they were not fighting a human. The man jumped at a wolf in their pause strangling it around the neck as it bit down on his shoulder. The man began to punch his claws through the wolf's skull letting it drop limp as two others jumped upon him as he lashed at them back.
Thread: The End is Sometimes the Beginning (miqAbrannon17)

RE The End is Sometimes the Beginning While the unknown man was fighting she moved through the water tired. She was trying to find somewhere where she could hide and just sleep. Moving around the water fall she found a small cave in which she slipped in allowing him to fight as she laid down curling up in a ball closing her eyes. She never used that much magic in one day so it took so much out of her she couldn't keep her eyes open or to run further away from the gory sight. Finally she passed out with her head resting on her folded arms hearing the howls of wolves being killed by the blood thirsty human. The sounds still reached her even in her sleep. The horses were nickering as they kicked at any remaining wolves.
Thread: The End is Sometimes the Beginning (miqAbrannon17)

RE The End is Sometimes the Beginning When the girl came two she was bound by the wrists again and there was a campfire between her and the person whom took her captive. He was eating ferociously some cooked wolf meat. whilst keeping his eyes on her as he thought she remained asleep. He bore much little damage then one would think surviving a wolf raid. His shoulder bitten into but not that deep too deep lucky enough he had the wolf held for it not to pull back and tear flesh. That seemed to be the worst of it as the other wounds only seemed to be nicks and a few scrapes. The bolt he took still being the worst of what he has come to so far on this job.
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RE The End is Sometimes the Beginning Lillian was warm but as she was waking up she jumped as she wasn't far from a dead wolf. Looking around as they were around them. Feeling sick to her stomach as she looked at him seeing he was wounded. Rolling her eyes as she turned her back on him looking back out at the water. With her head pounding she pulled her knees up resting her head on her knees allowing the fire to warm her back.
Thread: The End is Sometimes the Beginning (miqAbrannon17)

RE The End is Sometimes the Beginning The man started to childishly toss tiny marble sized pebbles at the girls head as if a game edging her to not to ignore him as he took another huge bite of wolf leg.
Thread: The End is Sometimes the Beginning (miqAbrannon17)

RE The End is Sometimes the Beginning With him throwing pebbles at her head she had enough. Leaping to her feet she walked over to him kicking him hard in the side wherethe bolt hit him. Next she aimmed at his shoulder. With her long white hair loose and flowing her amber eyes dark as night as she continued to go after his wounds. You think....Because...I'm a Princess...You can torment me!!! She was yelling at him as she was pissed beyond claming down.
Thread: The End is Sometimes the Beginning (miqAbrannon17)

RE The End is Sometimes the Beginning He took the hits budging but not seeming to bother though his wounds fully opened back up. He though slow for it was more like a nat pestering him than to actually really commit to anything but his first thought was to drag his claws against her legs tear a good heap of flesh off her leg. He didn't though. He wanted to grab her attention to try and get her to eat but he didn't want to show any hint that he cared what she did. Why would you think cause you are a princess you are being tormented? Honestly do you believe that the lower class is without torment so much less then your kind. I mean really do you see a day of torment looking through dumpsters for scraps as you get full and toss aside what you didn't eat. Even your servants aren't privileged to to eat your leftovers. Lower class can only eat lower class food even when they are the ones that keep your stomach feed. Winters of course are fun with many infants coming victim to illness and not even making it a year. Yeah... torment is is ever so much common for you. He tossed a piece of cooked meat as where she was once situated ignoring any other blows she might deal. He cared little for her. She was a job to him and then they would part ways.