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Post by Deleted on Dec 4, 2016 22:26:19 GMT -5
I'm so bored, it's not even funny. I've been aching to do an angst, romance, medieval ish rp. I do m×f pairings, and I would like to be the girl if you don't mind. I would like my partner to be semi advanced, so about 2 paragraphs per post. I get it if you can't do that every time, but 9 times out of ten I would prefer it to be the length or more. I have some plots in mind if you want to see them or we can come up with one. I jut want to get to rping *laughs and then slowly starts crying* 🚫Plot 1🚫
Muse A is a prince. Muse B is a princess. Both royals are from neighboring kingdoms that have had a tenuous alliance for hundreds of years. Muse A’s kingdom has a formidable army; while Muse B’s kingdom has plentiful gold and silks. War is threatening to come to their lands and the only thing that can secure peace for both kingdoms is a union of families by marriage of the next heirs to the throne. The prince and princess are set to be wed shortly after their first meeting, once Muse B is of age to bear children. At first, the betrothed couple do not get along. Bad blood between their fathers have tainted their views of each other long before they come to meet. Will they warm up to them, or will they still distrust one another?
《Spiritbound - Muse A 《Gumball - Muse B 🚫Plot 2🚫
Muse A is a princess/prince living in a peaceful kingdom, with no knowledge of the whole other realm that exists beyond its borders. While wandering in the forest near dusk, much to their escort’s dismay, the kingdom comes under attack by creatures/beings thought only to exist in fairytales and ancient legends. When a rider comes to warn Muse A that the castle has been taken, they are beseeched to flee to safety. Fearing for their parents’ lives, Muse A refuses to run away and makes haste back to the castle. Before they can reunite with their royal parents, Muse A is captured by the enemy. Muse B is Muse A’s captor, who is under orders from their king/queen to kidnap the prince/princess for the purposes of ransom. Muse A is taken to the other realm, where no person in the kingdom has ever gone. Muse A is locked up in a cell with Muse B as their guard. Despite the circumstances, Muse B treats Muse A with compassion, providing companionship, kind words and extra sustenance. After a few days of captivity, Muse A and Muse B are managing to get along; Muse A is terribly homesick and worried about the state of their kingdom. In an act of selflessness, Muse B helps Muse A escape. Muse B promises to keep Muse A safe from harm, as long as Muse A does not run away from them. Muse A agrees and Muse B keeps their promise. One night, while they’re asleep in the forest, soldiers from Muse A’s fallen kingdom attack. They rescue Muse A and take Muse B as prisoner. Upon returning to the castle, Muse B is imprisoned. Feeling for their captor/turned savior, Muse A shows Muse B the same compassion and care that Muse B showed them while they were imprisoned. With the threat of backlash from the other realm looming, will Muse A and Muse B’s budding relationship survive? Will Muse A appeal to the king and queen to spare Muse B’s life and to end the impending war between realms?
《Bloodrose - Muse A 《Gumball - Muse B
Duplicate
《Gumball - Muse A 《Semper - Muse B
🚫Plot 3🚫
In a organized society of outlaws, there is a council who rule above them. They execute who they wish, organize crimes, and pretty much control everything. Even what people's children will become. Muse A is the child of one of the council members and they decided from early on, they would be trained as an assassin. He/she was taught from a young age all of the wrong morals and values. At 13 he/she begins their rigorous training. However at that age, they are deemed old enough to be punished harshly for any wrongdoings. Muse A has been through hell and back with these punishments and flinched at every touch, cowers at the sight of their superiors, and would love nothing more than to crawl away into a dark closet. Muse A, now 17 or 18 knows that there is something out there besides their current life and is determined to find it, to free themselves. Muse A uses their latest mission as a way to escape, that is until they find out it is in the castle of the ruling family. Muse A was sent to kill the youngest royal, Muse B (around the same age as Muse A). Muse B is the trouble maker of the family. They are the ones that they call an embarrassment to the family name. Muse B is expected to do a lot, but Muse B never feels like doing it. They just want a normal life. They want to be free from everything and climb the walls of the castle and leave their hell. When Muse A comes in through Muse B’s window, Muse B is still in the room but is not worried. They are intruiged. Muse B knows what Muse A was sent to do, they can tell what they are by their clothing. But Muse B stayed silent. Muse A finds themselves unable to kill Muse B, as they didn't want to help their superiors. But now, if they go back without Muse B’s head, they will be punished severely, and if they stay near the castle, they will surely be hanged for their crimes. Muse A and Muse B start to argue, but then Muse B gets down to the question: why hasn't Muse A made their move yet? Muse A tells them that a murderer is not who they want to be. And we can go from there
《Threelittlerobins - Muse A 《Gumball - Muse B Credit to Gengar for the layout. Plot 4
{This one is a bit loose so we can adjust it how we see fit}
To ensure their kingdom's safety, the King has agreed to an arranged marriage with his daughter and the son of a neighboring kingdom. The people of his kingdom are not terribly thrilled at this new ally, and so the King decides to send his daughter to their neighbors with only one Knight to escort her. The young knight is a close friend to the princess, as the two have been practically raised together since they were ten-years-old or so. What she does not know is that he has been secretly in love with her for years and having to give her away to some other man is the worst thing that has ever happened to him.
《Gumball - Princess 《 -- - --
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Post by Deleted on Dec 4, 2016 22:46:19 GMT -5
BUMP...
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Post by Deleted on Dec 4, 2016 22:58:14 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Dec 4, 2016 23:12:59 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2016 2:48:45 GMT -5
{Sorry, I fell asleep. I probably will again in a couple minutes but I'll be on around 6am central time}
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 5, 2016 4:49:18 GMT -5
(Yo gumball im good for those kind of RP's I'm open to the plots you have in mind )
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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2016 8:59:03 GMT -5
{Cool rose, I'll be kinda poofy because of school but I'll try and get on when I can}
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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2016 12:31:40 GMT -5
☆Plot 1☆
Muse A is a prince. Muse B is a princess. Both royals are from neighboring kingdoms that have had a tenuous alliance for hundreds of years. Muse A’s kingdom has a formidable army; while Muse B’s kingdom has plentiful gold and silks. War is threatening to come to their lands and the only thing that can secure peace for both kingdoms is a union of families by marriage of the next heirs to the throne. The prince and princess are set to be wed shortly after their first meeting, once Muse B is of age to bear children. At first, the betrothed couple do not get along. Bad blood between their fathers have tainted their views of each other long before they come to meet. Will they warm up to them, or will they still distrust one another?
☆Plot 2☆
Muse A is a princess/prince living in a peaceful kingdom, with no knowledge of the whole other realm that exists beyond its borders. While wandering in the forest near dusk, much to their escort’s dismay, the kingdom comes under attack by creatures/beings thought only to exist in fairytales and ancient legends. When a rider comes to warn Muse A that the castle has been taken, they are beseeched to flee to safety. Fearing for their parents’ lives, Muse A refuses to run away and makes haste back to the castle. Before they can reunite with their royal parents, Muse A is captured by the enemy. Muse B is Muse A’s captor, who is under orders from their king/queen to kidnap the prince/princess for the purposes of ransom. Muse A is taken to the other realm, where no person in the kingdom has ever gone. Muse A is locked up in a cell with Muse B as their guard. Despite the circumstances, Muse B treats Muse A with compassion, providing companionship, kind words and extra sustenance. After a few days of captivity, Muse A and Muse B are managing to get along; Muse A is terribly homesick and worried about the state of their kingdom. In an act of selflessness, Muse B helps Muse A escape. Muse B promises to keep Muse A safe from harm, as long as Muse A does not run away from them. Muse A agrees and Muse B keeps their promise. One night, while they’re asleep in the forest, soldiers from Muse A’s fallen kingdom attack. They rescue Muse A and take Muse B as prisoner. Upon returning to the castle, Muse B is imprisoned. Feeling for their captor/turned savior, Muse A shows Muse B the same compassion and care that Muse B showed them while they were imprisoned. With the threat of backlash from the other realm looming, will Muse A and Muse B’s budding relationship survive? Will Muse A appeal to the king and queen to spare Muse B’s life and to end the impending war between realms?
☆Plot 3☆
In a organized society of outlaws, there is a council who rule above them. They execute who they wish, organize crimes, and pretty much control everything. Even what people's children will become. Muse A is the child of one of the council members and they decided from early on, they would be trained as an assassin. He/she was taught from a young age all of the wrong morals and values. At 13 he/she begins their rigorous training. However at that age, they are deemed old enough to be punished harshly for any wrongdoings. Muse A has been through hell and back with these punishments and flinched at every touch, cowers at the sight of their superiors, and would love nothing more than to crawl away into a dark closet. Muse A, now 17 or 18 knows that there is something out there besides their current life and is determined to find it, to free themselves. Muse A uses their latest mission as a way to escape, that is until they find out it is in the castle of the ruling family. Muse A was sent to kill the youngest royal, Muse B (around the same age as Muse A). Muse B is the trouble maker of the family. They are the ones that they call an embarrassment to the family name. Muse B is expected to do a lot, but Muse B never feels like doing it. They just want a normal life. They want to be free from everything and climb the walls of the castle and leave their hell. When Muse A comes in through Muse B’s window, Muse B is still in the room but is not worried. They are intruiged. Muse B knows what Muse A was sent to do, they can tell what they are by their clothing. But Muse B stayed silent. Muse A finds themselves unable to kill Muse B, as they didn't want to help their superiors. But now, if they go back without Muse B’s head, they will be punished severely, and if they stay near the castle, they will surely be hanged for their crimes. Muse A and Muse B start to argue, but then Muse B gets down to the question: why hasn't Muse A made their move yet? Muse A tells them that a murderer is not who they want to be. And we can go from there
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 5, 2016 12:41:35 GMT -5
(Oooooh I like Plot 2!!! These are really well thought out Muse A's position interests me)
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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2016 16:07:02 GMT -5
{Yeah we can do that one}
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 5, 2016 17:45:05 GMT -5
(Right.... how shall we start this off then? Would you like me to?)
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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2016 17:51:28 GMT -5
{Up to you, what do you think would be best?}
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 5, 2016 17:53:56 GMT -5
(I'll give a go at starting, give me ten to write a decent starter )
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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2016 18:01:08 GMT -5
{Okay cool}
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 5, 2016 18:06:08 GMT -5
The young Prince Cain stretched as he enjoyed his morning walk through the forest, rebelling in the soft, slowly declining sunshine that filtered through the green leaves above him. He brushed fair blond, almost white locks from his face, and blinked lovely blue eyes at a nearby bird he could see nesting in the branches. All was peaceful; he kept a gaze set on the skies, waiting for the first star to appear in the sky. All of a sudden there was the crashing sound of hooves thundering towards them; his escort drew their weapons with caution and ushered him behind them. A rider burst from the trees, horse rearing up, his face red with exertion and sweat plastering hair to his face. 'Prince Cain, my prince!! You must flee at once; the kingdom is- its under attack. The castle has been taken by... by vicious beasts and soldiers- you must go!' He spluttered. 'You speak no sense.' Cain demanded, fear rising in his chest. 'Who sent you?' 'Your mother, my prince, she beseeches you to leave-' 'I go nowhere without them!' Cain instantly replied. 'Give me your horse!' 'My prince-' 'Your horse!!!' The rider fearfully leapt down from his animal and Cain took his place in an instant, wheeling the horse back around to face his kingdom. With a shout and a kick he whirred it into action once more, and they sped back to his kingdom and castle. His eyes widened as he got there, leaning low over the horses neck in order to allow it more free reign and speed. He led it through battling soldiers and strange beasts of which he had never seen before- hellbent on getting home. They flew through the castle gates and inside the doors, Cain not bothering to even dismount, instead using its speed to his advantage to quicker scour the castle and keep himself better out of harms way... not many would stand against the might of a horses hooves. 'Mother! Father!' He yelled, hurrying towards he thought they may be; coming close to a pair of double doors he leapt from his horse and staggered into a wall; racing towards them with a heaving chest and anxiety rising in his heart, fearing the worst for them.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2016 18:30:59 GMT -5
{Sorry was eating hot pockets and waffles Don't ask why I chose that combination}
It shouldn't be all that hard to get a prince to fall for a trap made for the mind. Most royalty were mindless anyhow. Who was to say this prince was any different? Especially with his parents most likely dead he would be even more vulnerable. He would be afraid, and cowards believed anything they thought would help cope with the reality of what was happening. She had to do this too. For her own kingdom, and herself. Arabella's parents never favored her anyway. Maybe thus act of loyalty to her kingdom would give them something to be proud of. After all, they weren't proud of her when she began working for the king in special missions. Maybe this would turn their views of her around, to show them that she wasn't useless and never was.
Arabella was on foot in the castle, her horse was outside where she would make her get away with the prince. Right now she just needed to convince him to come with her. Arabella dashed through the castle, her short dark brown hair flying behind her. Well, as much as short hair can fly behind someone. Her dark red clothes were toned down as to not bring her enough attention, but from the fact that she wore a guards tunic, pants, and sash, she looked like she belonged in some sort of high status position. One that would give her enough of an excuse to be here.
Arabella heard horse's hooves ring out through he hall and figured the prince must be here. No one was insane enough to ride a horse indoors unless you had good reason to. She grinned mischievously before giving herself a look of fear she had practiced well. Arabella dashed in front of where she had heard the prince coming, but gave enough room so he had time to slow the horse down, "Halt! I have word from the king!" She lied and held her hands out in front of her to motion him to stop.
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 5, 2016 18:38:04 GMT -5
{Sorry was eating hot pockets and waffles Don't ask why I chose that combination} It shouldn't be all that hard to get a prince to fall for a trap made for the mind. Most royalty were mindless anyhow. Who was to say this prince was any different? Especially with his parents most likely dead he would be even more vulnerable than before. He would be afraid, and cowards believed anything they thought would help cope with the reality of what was happening. She had to do this too. For her own kingdom, and herself. Arabella's parents never favored her anyway. Maybe thus act of loyalty to her kingdom would give them something to be proud of. After all, they weren't proud of her when she began working for the king in special missions. Maybe this would turn their views of her around, to show them that she wasn't useless and never was. Arabella was on foot in the castle, her horse was outside where she would make her get away with the prince. Right now she just needed to convince him to come with her. Arabella dashed through the castle, her short dark brown hair flying behind her. Well, as much as short hair can fly behind someone. Her dark red clothes were toned down as to not bring her enough attention, but from the fact that she wore a guards tunic, pants, and sash, she looked like she belonged in some sort of high status position. One that would give her enough of an excuse to be here. Arabella heard horse's hooves ring out through he hall and figured the prince must be here. No one was insane enough to ride a horse indoors unless you had good reason to. She grinned mischievously before giving herself a look of fear she had practiced well. Arabella dashed in front of where she had heard the prince coming, but gave enough room so he had time to slow the horse down, "Halt! I have word from the king!" She lied and held her hands out in front of her to motion him to stop. Cain gasped with surprise as he saw and heard her, and immediately dropped down from the animal he road. He took a moment to quickly glance over her, and then immediate suspicion entered his gaze. He kept a safe distance from her, one hand on a delicate knife that hung from his belt. 'And what would this word be?' He replied, backing up, trying to reach the doors. Something didn't feel right; Cain was always one to trust his intuition, and something was just... off, with this scenario.
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 5, 2016 18:38:31 GMT -5
(No problem lol, I'm currently sitting with a box of brownies and a bottle of Diet Coke)
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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2016 18:48:35 GMT -5
Arabella almost breathed a sigh of relief when he stopped the horse. Being trampled to death was not the way she wanted to go down. But life was full of surprises, good thing God held this one at bay. She put her hands up in an almost surrender sort of way, to show she meant no harm. Although when he reached for a knife, she wanted to grab her own rapier. Her sword was something she cherished more than her own family. She always kept the blade free of blood and sparkling clean. The hilt had intricate carving thay looked somewhat like Celtic knots and the very base of it was a ruby. The stone of her home country. Arabella thought she looked better in red than blue anyway. But hopefully the stone didn't make him suspect anything, if it did, he was smarter than what she took him for.
Arabella cleared her throat, and made sure she looked both serious and afraid, like she was actually concerned about their wellbeing. Which of course, she couldn't care about less. If they didn't live, someone else would come up with the ransom money. They would have to to keep the kingdom running. "He tells me that both the him and your mother are safe my lord." She hated having to call him 'my lord'. It was a lie, he would never rule over her. "I was sent to retrieve you, since they are hidden away. I can't speak of their hiding place aloud, forgive me."
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 5, 2016 18:53:21 GMT -5
Arabella almost breathed a sigh of relief when he stopped the horse. Being trampled to death was not the way she wanted to go down. But life was full of surprises, good thing God held this one at bay. She put her hands up in an almost surrender sort of way, to show she meant no harm. Although when he reached for a knife, she wanted to grab her own rapier. Her sword was something she cherished more than her own family. She always kept the blade free of blood and sparkling clean. The hilt had intricate carving thay looked somewhat like Celtic knots and the very base of it was a ruby. The stone of her home country. Arabella thought she looked better in red than blue anyway. But hopefully the stone didn't make him suspect anything, if it did, he was smarter than what she took him for. Arabella cleared her throat, and made sure she looked both serious and afraid, like she was actually concerned about their wellbeing. Which of course, she couldn't care about less. If they didn't live, someone else would come up with the ransom money. They would have to to keep the kingdom running. "He tells me that both the him and your mother are safe my lord." She hated having to call him 'my lord'. It was a lie, he would never rule over her. "I was sent to retrieve you, since they are hidden away. I can't speak of their hiding place aloud, forgive me." Cain paused, then offered her a very charming and gentle smile, which fitted well on his kind face. 'That's a relief to hear.' He replied, nodding, giving her another swift once-over. He took a step forwards, watching as she let down her guard; and then very swiftly pushed off, sprinting the complete opposite way. Nobody in his kingdom called him 'Lord'. He had no trust whatsoever that her words rang true; and his parents loved him too much to not tell him directly where they would be. He swerved with ease through the corridors that he knew so well, heart threatening to beat directly out of his chest it was thumping so quickly. He HAD to find them; he had to get them out of here!
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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2016 19:11:56 GMT -5
Arabella figured he was suspicous from the moment he smiled. Who smiled at a time like this? Only someone who had lost their marbles. He was onto her, but did he have a choice really to not trust her word? For all he knew, she could be right and they were in a location she couldn't say aloud. If she was hidden away somewhere, Arabella knew she wouldn't want anyone saying where she was hidden in the midst of all the chaos. She didn't expect him to run though, and she cursed under her breath when he did.
Now it was time for the hard way: brute force. She glared at his back while he ran before sprinting after him. She was lithe, and kept close to him. She could almost reach out and touch him, but the sharp turns left her a couple steps behind. And just as she was catching up, he turned again. Finally though, she was able to get close enough. She took out her sword in seconds, as she was very well trained to, and held it up to his neck. They slowly stopped as he must have realized what was happening. "Bas****." She panted before her breath started coming to her normally again. "You're going to follow me. Because for one thing, I could kill you right here and now, and for another thing, your mom and dad are probably dead. Don't bother searching for them." She pushed the sword into his skin some more, not to the point where it would hurt him, but just enough.
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 5, 2016 19:21:55 GMT -5
Arabella figured he was suspicous from the moment he smiled. Who smiled at a time like this? Only someone who had lost their marbles. He was onto her, but did he have a choice really to not trust her word? For all he knew, she could be right and they were in a location she couldn't say aloud. If she was hidden away somewhere, Arabella knew she wouldn't want anyone saying where she was hidden in the midst of all the chaos. She didn't expect him to run though, and she cursed under her breath when he did. Now it was time for the hard way: brute force. She glared at his back while he ran before sprinting after him. She was lithe, and kept close to him. She could almost reach out and touch him, but the sharp turns left her a couple steps behind. And just as she was catching up, he turned again. Finally though, she was able to get close enough. She took out her sword in seconds, as she was very well trained to, and held it up to his neck. They slowly stopped as he must have realized what was happening. "Bas****." She panted before her breath started coming to her normally again. "You're going to follow me. Because for one thing, I could kill you right here and now, and for another thing, your mom and dad are probably dead. Don't bother searching for them." She pushed the sword into his skin some more, not to the point where it would hurt him, but just enough. Cain swore loudly as he was forced to a halt, a shiver of fear crawling up his spine. He lifted his chin, swallowing tightly as he tried to catch his breath. 'Do it then,' he replied; voice husky from tiredness, though his brave words were laced with trembling fear and pain of loss; were they alright? He couldn't stand the thought of his beautiful mother and his father coming to harm. He wanted to hurt this woman with a vengeance, but could not move.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2016 19:32:57 GMT -5
Arabella laughed when he told her to kill him. He was a coward, judging by the fear in his voice. He had no wish to die, he was only trying to be difficult. That was to be expected, Royals were a royal pain in the a**.
Arabella moved him towards her, considering she was quite a bit shorter than him, but not less deadly. She hissed to him, low enough to sound menacing but loud enough so he would hear, "We both know you wouldn't really wish that. If you want to save your skin and your kingdom's I suggest you follow without any further interruptions." She turned around with him still held against her sword and starting taking him back the way they came. She remembered the way she came in, and once they left, she would be home free. Well, once he was taken to the dungeons and she recieved her heavy amount of pay that is.
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 5, 2016 19:36:14 GMT -5
Arabella laughed when he told her to kill him. He was a coward, judging by the fear in his voice. He had no wish to die, he was only trying to be difficult. That was to be expected, Royals were a royal pain in the a**. Arabella moved him towards her, considering she was quite a bit shorter than him, but not less deadly. She hissed to him, low enough to sound menacing but loud enough so he would hear, "We both know you wouldn't really wish that. If you want to save your skin and your kingdom's I suggest you follow without any further interruptions." She turned around with him still held against her sword and starting taking him back the way they came. She remembered the way she came in, and once they left, she would be home free. Well, once he was taken to the dungeons and she recieved her heavy amount of pay that is. 'What have you done with my parents?' He finally demanded, desperate to know what had happened to them and if they were okay. 'If you or any of your people have harmed them in any such way, Gods help you I will hurt you.' He hissed. He felt helpless and weak and this angered him more than anything. Cain considered himself an intelligent and strong person, and to be demeaned as he was was worse than any fate she could have planned for him; he would genuinely prefer to have been killed.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2016 19:42:46 GMT -5
Arabella wanted to take back what she said about his parents most likely being dead. To put that fear in someone was a little too harsh. Even for her. She didn't soften her grip, but her expression softened, not that the prince could see it. She readjusted her grip on the sword and made her way to the main hall before finally answering
"I didn't touch them, calm down. If anything go to them, it would be those beasts." She implied the ones outside and then led him to the front. She opened the door, but it seemed like everything in the area was fleeing or finishing up the battle. Arabella led him over to her own horse. Of course, she wouldn't be riding it. The prince would with his hands tied. She got out rope from he saddle bag and started to tie his hands after sheathing her sword. "Get on the horse." She told him bluntly.
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 5, 2016 19:46:37 GMT -5
The glare he turned at her was as ferocious and wild as a stray dog. He turned and did as he was told, no longer in the position to argue; he had a little trouble getting up but finally managed, and blew a strand of hair from his eyes. 'What even are those things?' He snapped, flinching as one of them came too close for comfort.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2016 20:04:55 GMT -5
Arabella stared back with a blank expression as he glared at her. She had been given plenty of those already. His was nothing new. Sort of. His hit her a little more than he liked, but she kept her face still while the inside of her winced. She moved and grabbed onto the horse's reigns but turned her attention to the creature the prince was talking about.
They were ugly beasts, with tusks like boars, paws like wolves, and the size of a small horse. "I have no clue. I figured they were native or something." She tried to turn her attention away from them, as they truly were a horrendous sight. Arabella started to pull Merek, her horse, along and deeper into the woods. If he planned to give her a hard time, this would be a very long trip for the both of them.
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 5, 2016 20:10:27 GMT -5
Arabella stared back with a blank expression as he glared at her. She had been given plenty of those already. His was nothing new. Sort of. His hit her a little more than he liked, but she kept her face still while the inside of her winced. She moved and grabbed onto the horse's reigns but turned her attention to the creature the prince was talking about. They were ugly beasts, with tusks like boars, paws like wolves, and the size of a small horse. "I have no clue. I figured they were native or something." She tried to turn her attention away from them, as they truly were a horrendous sight. Arabella started to pull Merek, her horse, along and deeper into the woods. If he planned to give her a hard time, this would be a very long trip for the both of them. 'How can you not know what they are?' He stubbornly argued. 'Did they not come with you?' He strained to keep his balance on the horse, holding the saddle with his tied hands was more difficult than he liked. He already wished that the journey was over, or that an opportunity for escape would hurry and arise. He'd take either at this moment in time.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2016 21:17:53 GMT -5
Arabella paused when she saw him struggling. She went over to his hands, and attached another rope to them and to the saddle horn. He would have to squeeze his legs to Merek to hold himself upright. But at least he can't go far.
"I didn't send them. Maybe someone else did, but I haven't seen them before." Her tone softened a bit. If this was going to be a long ride, she wasn't going to keep the tension up in the air. She hated uncomfortable silence.
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