Thread: Inalt

Name Nickname Alexandria Donnelly Alex, Lexi Attire Black gown shows off just a little leg in the front with corset, overcoat, black leather boots, black hat. Weapon None. Location Inalt town square. Tagging Anyone Altair. Time September 1, 2650 Afternoon. Alexandria felt a blush sweep across her cheeks, though she knew it extended much farther than just her cheeks. Had she been wearing something other than her high-collared gown, it surely would've been noticed. Only that thought made her blush all the more. I feel rather silly, she then said softly. Alexandria hadn't thought about the potential dangers she'd be subjecting herself to. Her sole focus had been to lose James, to get away from him for a while and taste a bit of freedom. But this man was indeed right and wise in his words and she'd be foolish not to take him up on his offer for protection for the afternoon. Besides, she rather enjoyed his company and manner and already she felt much safer with him than she ever did with James around. I do hope you'll forgive a silly girl's lack of forethought. Though I would very much like to take you up on your offer, Alexandria said, her face brightening as she smiled. By the way, my name is Alexandria. Alexandria Donnelly. She gave him another low curtsey and giggled. I am pleased to meet you, sir. When she stood up, her face was even brighter than before. And I thank you for offering your services to escort me on my little adventure this afternoon. I couldn't ask for better company. She giggled yet again. Or better protection. Name Nickname Mathilda Molloy Mattie Attire White short-sleeve peasant top, brown leather corset, pink lace handless gloves, olive green and white skirt showing off leg in the front with a brown leather belt, pink lace garters, olive green and pink striped stockings, brown leather boots. Weapon Knife sheathed on her left hip. Location Inalt town square. Tagging Anyone. Time September 1, 2650 Afternoon. Red... pink... white... yellow... Mattie called out. Roses for sale... She felt light and happy and more than ready for the Winter months now that she'd received such a gift from the mysterious man who'd approached her not too long ago only to disappear into the crowd of people on the streets of Inalt. She wondered where he came from and why, on this day of days, he gave her the precious gift he did. To her, it was indeed precious since it would help her tremendously. She wondered if she would ever find out, if she would ever see that man again. Just then, there was a sound of carriages and horses rolling over the stone of the streets. Mattie turned her head a little to see who or what was approaching. She squinted slightly to get a better look through the mass of people, but it was difficult to tell. That was, until she saw someone on stilts suddenly rise above the crowd. She gasped delightedly at the sight, giggling a bit when she realized who had suddenly come. Carnival, Mattie whispered to herself. She should've known. The carnival always came around this time of year and the timing couldn't have been better. People tended to get a general sense of unease with the oncoming of Winter, so it was a nice way of lifting their spirits and bringing smiles to their faces and warmth to their hearts just before the harsher times ahead were upon them all. It brought everyone together one final time before the onset of the snows and the cold. Smiling and humming to herself, Mattie thought that with her extra money, she might be able to catch a show this year rather than stand outside the tents and just listen in. The thought was a nice one and brightened her day even more. Little did she know that someone who knew where she lived in the slums, who even knew her name, was watching her from the shadows. He watched her as she smiled, as she called out happily to the people of Inalt. His barely blinking eyes focused on her while she danced and laughed, while she looked at her pretty flowers and extra money... and his thoughts? They wreaked of dark, wild and sinister. Name Nickname Genevieve Marist Gen Attire Black and white striped corset top maroon, black and white skirt lowrise skirt, black leather boots black shawl black lace choker. Weapon None. Location Inalt town square. Tagging Anyone. Time September 1, 2650 Afternoon. Gen pinned up several fliers for the circus all about the square of Inalt, each one making her smile. She was more than excited to perform her aerial act for the people given how much she'd improved it since her last time doing it here in this great city. But then again, it had been about year since then. In some ways she feared when their time in Inalt was done, she'd heard talks amongst her fellow performers that the ringmaster wanted to travel back to Uscat, but that they'd held off merely for her sake, knowing that she might not yet be ready to return to the desert city. And quite honestly, the man would be right. She wouldn't be. In fact, if they went back, she knew she wouldn't be able to go with them. It was for own safety really. There was no way she could return to a place where her life would be at risk. The more Gen thought on the potential return to Uscat, the more she realized she needed to find out what the circus' plans were in that regard. If they needed to go there, then perhaps she could arrange to stay in Inalt for a time and then they could pick her up on their way to the next stop. She wouldn't mind a brief vacation so long as the ringmaster didn't mind. But she couldn't go to Uscat. She'd never return there so long as her father and ex-boyfriend were alive. Not ever. She supposed she'd have to eventually explain all of this to the man now. The time to tell her secrets had finally arrived whether she liked it or not. She knew the old man would listen and more than likely understand, but still... she didn't want to burden him. Pushing off the thoughts for the time being, Gen decided to focus on happier things. It had been a year since she'd been in Inalt, so she wanted to look around and and enjoy the sights and sounds and people. The air was cool this time of year. Not a surprise in the least and it made her smile. Running her fingers through her hair, she made her way over to where she heard some musicians playing and threw a few spare coins into their change cup, smiling at them as they played.