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Post by Smokey Feather on Sept 20, 2018 23:16:05 GMT -5
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Post by Smokey Feather on Sept 20, 2018 23:16:19 GMT -5
Hamilton Slade: A lean, 6'3 build with olive skin, striking hazel eyes and thick, dark brows. Even has some stubble he likes to keep. His hair is a dark brown that appears black, and goes down to just past his shoulders, though he will usually keep the hair tied up somehow. He is 27, and is rather serious and watchful. His own family had served as bodyguards for the Graysons for the longest time, so he is no different. With an array of weapons hidden throughout his person, he is the shadow that follows the rightful crown. However, he's got a few... tricks up his sleeve, though he keeps them hidden from his ward. Word has gotten around to everyone but Baxter though, that his guard is almost too good at his job. Also, no one gets to call him anything other than Slade besides Baxter.
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Sept 20, 2018 23:28:56 GMT -5
Post Options Post by Hawkeyes2581 on about an hour ago Baxter Grayson: Baxter has short, black hair that he tries to keep neat and clean. He has grey blue eyes and a round looking face. Baxter stands at around 5'10 and has a above average build. He has fair looking skin and has his family ring on his finger. Baxter is around 24 or 25 years old. Baxter is is a outgoing and loyal man. He is quick on his feet and can be quite witty. Baxter can be a little to trusting and wants to help everyone. Baxter has a certain aura that draws people to him. He is a flirt and likes to mess around a little.
(Want me to post a starter or?)
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Post by Smokey Feather on Sept 20, 2018 23:30:59 GMT -5
(You can post a starter if you want)
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Sept 20, 2018 23:44:54 GMT -5
Baxter looked back longingly at his home for a few moments before turning away. Baxter hated that he had to flee, but he had no choice. One minute, he was enjoying some wine with some nobles and the next thing he knew, someone fires a pistol at him. Thank the Outsider for Slade for somehow pushing him out of the way. Everything happened so fast. People were screaming and the guards fought one another. Baxter runs his hand through his hair and shakes his head.
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Post by Smokey Feather on Sept 21, 2018 9:59:19 GMT -5
Glancing down at Baxter, Slade shook his head before gently turning him away from home. "You'll go back one day. I'll make sure of it, after we figure out what happened." He would have liked to snatch someone for questioning, but Baxter was his top priority. It was obvious when he moved to protect him like a guard dog. And had Slade not been paying attention, his ward would have been dead. Pay attention he did though, and three men lost their lives to his hand because of it. The method of death... was to be kept as a story for another day. "I might know somewhere we can hide out, but you must keep your status on the down low. Most of the people there are good, but there is always a mole somewhere, no matter where we go."
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Sept 21, 2018 11:56:56 GMT -5
Baxter nodded his head. He hesitated for a moment before running his hand through his hair and messing it up. "I suppose, I'll have to use a fake name. Well, I'll figure that out while you lead the way." He said giving his bodyguard a nod of his head. He hated to ruin his hair but desperate times called for desperate measures.
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Post by Smokey Feather on Sept 23, 2018 10:58:06 GMT -5
Slade merely raised a brow. A fake name. It was only logical. Remaining silent, he led the way toward the destination he had in mind. They'd need to rest a few times along the way, but they eventually made it. It was in another city, but in an area much more rundown than the rest. It wasn't complete trash, but it would hide them well enough unless they did something stupid. Guiding Baxter over, he walked up to one of the larger buildings, the door to which was guarded by someone. They didn't even need to do anything to be let in, but Slade was told they'd have some explaining to do. Probably because of Baxter being there.
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Sept 23, 2018 21:11:39 GMT -5
Baxter stayed close to Slade the whole way. He couldn't help but feel anxious during the trip. He half expected someone to jump out and lunge for him. Once they reached the rundown section of town, Baxter couldn't help but frown. A part of him wondered why no one told him about the poor section of his city.
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Post by Smokey Feather on Sept 24, 2018 23:33:54 GMT -5
Slade put an arm around Baxter, but only for the purpose of keeping him close really. He didn't like some of the looks they were getting. Guiding his ward through the building, he said softly "Some are unhappy you haven't done anything for the poorer parts of your land." Though he noticed the advisers always changed the subject when it came up, as if they didn't care for the poor. Slade never got involved with the lawmaking, despite wanting to, due to it not being his place. "No one will try anything with me around though. You're safe."
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Sept 24, 2018 23:53:58 GMT -5
Baxter nodded his slowly. Without thinking, he presses himself some more against Slade. He felt guilty for not helping out the poor people. "Once, I'm back on the throne, I'll make it my top priority to help these people." Again, he was forever grateful for his bodyguard. "Anything I should know?"
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Post by Smokey Feather on Sept 26, 2018 21:32:40 GMT -5
Slade humme thoughtfully. "It won't be easy to be kind. Kindness gets you killed if you aren't ready to use force." That wouldn't be the case for Baxter though. No one would ever kill him. When asked for info, he shrugged slightly. "The people here are wary of newcomers, and even more so of important people. They don't know who you are though, most of them, so don't go talking about your status. That would surely bring you trouble you don't need or deserve." The thought made his grip tighten slightly, almost in a possessive manner as he looked around, asking a few people for who could only be the one in charge.
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Sept 26, 2018 22:24:58 GMT -5
Baxter glances at the curious people and flinched a bit as a man waved his knife at him. He could only imagine what these people would do if they knew of his status. "I'll make something up. I'll be a working man or a simple servant."
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Post by Smokey Feather on Sept 30, 2018 21:15:09 GMT -5
Slade smiled slightly. "You're too spoiled to pull it off." And half of that was Slade's fault, seeing as he'd always shoo tutors away when he knew Baxter was bored or tired during the younger years, or sneaking him extra treats even when it was said he couldn't have any. Heck, he did almost anything Baxter told him to do. It was what he was trained to do after, having given up schooling past 10 to train. "Don't overthink it. I'll be around."
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Oct 1, 2018 23:27:20 GMT -5
"All right." Baxter said feeling a little embarrassed. He rubbed the back of his neck feeling a bit silly for suggesting it. Baxter had to agree with Slade. He was used to the finest things in life and expected people to do things for him. Baxter makes a face wondering how much he was going to have to do without aid from his servants.
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Post by Smokey Feather on Oct 8, 2018 22:17:15 GMT -5
Slade eventually got them situated. They were too share a room, though it wasn't one of the nicer ones, and even those weren't impressive. He wanted ad much attention away from his ward as possible though. "Maybe I can set you up for a small job or something. I suspect we'll be away from home for a while." As he examined the room for anything suspicious, he added "Plus, this will be good opportunity to live like some of your own, to better relate perhaps."
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Oct 16, 2018 21:30:05 GMT -5
"I can handle that." Baxter said as he settled down on the bed. The more he could relate to his people the better he could make their lives easier. Baxter takes a deep breath and exhales as everything starts to sink in. Baxter bites his lip and lays back on the bed. "I could be dead right now."
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