<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>Timestamp: Who: Ryhaneu Jhugtypi Where: Trilok, Vjysti Plains When: 13th Dyo, year 81379, 2 o' clock pm This is a plot where Ry meets her half-sister, Havana. You may enter it, though.</td></tr></table> Ryhaneu plodded across the plains, her features showing a clear frown. She had never been to this area before, and she wanted to explore. Only, there was nothing to explore. With a grunt, she opened her wings and buffeted the air, hovering a few metres off the ground, then soared north. She realised the plains were quite... boring.... but then again, it was better than drawing in a tight study. Feeling in a playful mood, she spiralled smoothly, flattening and rolling like a bronze torpedo. After a while she became bored, and made a graceful arc to land, her claws stretched out ready to grip the earth. With a decent 'thump' she landed, and began to pad steadily on, her neck snaking out to view the horizon. The sun was still high in the sky, it would be hours yet till it sank from the sky. Taking a deep breath, she sat down, and examined her claws lazily. The dirt had become stuck between them when she had landed, and now she scraped it out, flicking bits back as she did so. This was incredibly boring, and soon she was back up on her four paws, running swiftly, her tongue lolling with pleasure, the wind buffeting her sides.
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>whaddya mean boring?! I made this place y'know! :P lol j/k Anywayz on to the IC-icles!</td></tr></table> Kojset had given the Steel Wings a break for the day. It had been a while since he walked around the plains. More like walked around at all. He jumped, flipped, and landed on his right hand. He became much more aerodynamic since he had been practiced flying. Now, even without wearing the wings, his energy took a steep rise. He ran off a bit, and climbed up a couple of tree branches. After he was pretty high, he jumped off and rolled into the snow covered plain. Koj loved the snow. After living in Bhim for most of his life, it was good to have a change. He got up and streched his arms. <span style='color:green'>"I'm FREE!!!!"</span>he shouted,<span style='color:green'>"And soon, the world shall be MINE!!" </span>It's been a while since he done that. Shouting for no apparent reason. He loved hearing the soft echo of his voice in the distance. He plopped himself back on the ground, looking up at the fluffy sky. <span style='color:green'>"It's quiet for a change. No sounds, merchants, machinery, people yelling at me. Just silence..."</span> He breathed a deep breath, and put his arms behind his head. |I'll just lay here for a while, I guess..| And with that thought, he closed his eyes.
Ryhaneu skidded to a halt as her acute hearing picked up a loud yell. The world will be mine? What the hell? she thought, sauntering in the direction of the voice, her wings fluffed in a disgruntled look. The snow crunched under her feet, and her head snaked down to admire the sparkling crystals, as white as paper. She frowned. Paper wasn't always white... What are you thinking about? her concience snapped in her mind, and she shook the stupid thoughts out of her head. At last a figure came into view, clearly slumbering in the snow. Chuckling, she padded up, and bent slightly to see if he was okay. "Er... you ok?" she asked, raising a bronze paw to shield her eyes from the low sun. The male looked young, still adolecent, but nearing adulthood. She prodded him gently, backing off a few strides in case of him being hostile. She didn't want that to happen...
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>Is it Ok if another lad may join? I could disappear easily if not!!!</td></tr></table> Ionni soared the sky, holding the bag close to her. Her eyes were sharp and she looked below, trying to find a good place to put it. There was an opening, a small areas where trees had been cut down. She slowed down and stopped in the open. She darted forwar through the snow, until she was under the trees. She dropped the bag and rubbed her shoulder. Ionni had been carrying it for hours, from Bhim. There was shouting, and she quickly drew a sword. The bag lay on the ground, a lump in the snow. Ionni quckly unloaded it and buried the empty bag under the snow. The pale body of a pendragon male came from the bag. Its neck was gashed, hence, blood covering the body and container. Ionni had recently manipulated him, allowing Ionni to go into his home. She quickly murdered him and stole his valuables. She would be disposing him here, as she dumped wads of snow ont him. She took flight again, this time in search of the yelling, and she still kept the sword out...just in case...
Ryhaneu's ears pricked as she heard a metallic sound, like a knife or something being drawn. Her eyes grew wide, and she began to poke the male more urgently now, her wings wide, ready to take off; if he didn't wake up she'd drag him with her. Baring her fangs, she glared round, her hackles raising angrily. "Wake up," she hissed, scratching him gently, just making a small nick on his shoulder. "Come on, wake up!" she whispered, more urgently now as she scented blood. No... surely this couldn't be an assasinator? She gulped. If this 'dragon had wings, she would obviously be totally dead. As for the male that lay below her... she was unsure. A few miles away, Havana was soaring across the plains, her polar-white fur simply appearing as a moving cloud against the clear blue sky. But - what the hell was that? A character was below her, holding a sword and... below her was a body! Her neck-spikes quivered furiously, and she snarled quietly. Whoever this girl had murdered, she felt great sorrow for the innocent creature. A little way on she spotted another two figures, and her eyes grew wide with alarm. If that girl found them, they would be killed! Without a sound, she glided down, landing neatly beside the two. "Hurry - you are in great danger. You!" she cried, adressing the sleeping Koj. "Wake up!" Ryahaneu watched Havana, her tail lashing. "What is it?" "A girl - she had murdered an innocent 'dragon already - you must fly, and quickly. She is terribly close." The bronze femme nodded, and her gaze returned to Koj.
The poke felt no more different then the fluttering winds. Until it got more rapid, and somewhat more violent. C'mon mom... just... five more minutes... He had opened his eyes and saw the two femmes there. They were frightened and scared. Of him? No, they would have ran by now. Kojset sat up and streched out his arms. ... |Strange.. why do I smell blood? Is there food nearby? Do they have food? | It was no time for food, however, as he noticed there was no meat, or any other sort of edibilia* on them. But blood is distinguishable, and has to come from something. <span style='color:green'>"Hey, do either of you smell that? Smells like raw food of some sort. And I'm getting kinda hungry..</span> Kojset would have rambled on, if something shiny in the air had not caught his eye. It was a pendragon, no doubt. holding some sort of shiny object. It seemed as if he or she were heading in their direction. Maybe that pendragon had the food. He jumped and flew off to meet whoever it was. Well... he would have. But his Steel Wings weren't on. Neither were they with him. So he just jumped and landed back in the snow on his feet. A personal awkward moment followed.. Eager to make sure their attention wasn't on him, Kojset pointed to the shiny-object-holding-pendragon. <span style='color:green'>" Uhh.. Is that guy with you?</span> He said swiftly.
The two females shook their heads grimly, orbs flicking continually up to Ionni, watching and limiting her distance. "Definately not. And that's not food... it's an innocent victim of that girl." Ryhaneu answered briefly, her eyes narrowing as she squinted at the figure. "I see you can't fly," Havana pointed out, running a finger down his back. "If she comes closer, we better carry you." The other female nodded in agreement, her gaze lowering to where Havana had rubbed her fingers along the male's back. "Are you content on being carried? Or do you have something that will help you?" the bronze 'dragon asked, her tone unusually steely. Havana looked down and fingered one of her lacy hold-ups, her neck-spikes drooping slightly, but bristled.
Ionni sensed the precense of dragons. <span style='color:yellow'>Shit</span> Her eyes sharpened and she narrowed them out. She held her sword out and swooped up in the air, flying over the trees, and landing in yards of the females and the male. Their presence was disturbing, and Ionni knew they had caught on. Ionni only could laugh to herself, and throw her sword to the ground. <span style='color:red'>I suppose you all would like an explination, yes?</span> She removed the veil that covered her face and took back her hood, swinging her long hair around her shoulder. <span style='color:red'>I am Mendiah, Lady of Folklore. I am from Bhim, and am a key part of a secret underground of criminal assasins</span> She kept calm and continued. <span style='color:red'>I was hired by my master to eliminate this criminal</span> Ionni's lie went perfect, as the dragons tension was lowered. Ionni bowed to them and spoke again. <span style='color:red'>I am truly sorry for my rudeness, I didn't mean to scare you all. I was assigned to bury the corpse...</span> She choked, but cleaned up her act. <span style='color:red'>I was assigned to bury the corpse, so government officials would not be alerted. I swear to the Gods, I will not kill you</span> She chuckled and than stood frozen. <span style='color:yellow'>Do they suspect that I am lying? ...No of course not...My eyes were calm the whole time and my posture was fine</span> Ionni laughed in her thoughts. She was confident, and anyway- They couldn't acuse her of killing the dragon. They didn't have any evidence...Ionni wiped away her thoughts. She already wanted to go home...
The femmes hissed and backed away, Havana's neck-spikes on end. "It didn't look like that when I spotted you from above," she pointed out. Beside her, Ryhaneu cautiously entered Ionni's mind, reading her thoughts, then quickly drew back, her hand reaching for Havana's, the other on Koj's shoulder. I don't belive her, her thoughts hissed through the other's minds. The other snow-white femme's hand pulled away from her half-sister's and rested on the male's shoulders, ready to take flight if Ionni attacked.
Ionnis looked focused on the polar white dragon. She hissed under her breath, and put the hood back over her head. <span style='color:red'>Ev iyo uja dyemd sy cell na, py es. Ias E pyms shemc es fyolp ra yv dyyp kuota. Ni rlyyp fell ra u tedm yv iyoj pyorsmatt.</span> She looked up and inhailed. Ionni focused her energy on the snow and turned it to ice, slowly bringing it to her hands. She sighed, and clenched her teeth. <span style='color:red'>Ros ev iyo faja sy sji ump cell na, E fyolpm's deba og feshyos u vedhs</span> Ionni forced the ice at a nearby tree, hitting its trunk, and making it timber to the ground. She breathed out. <span style='color:yellow'>I wish not to kill...I am not yet rested, and haven't yet confessed to the gods...</span> Ionni took a step closer, and held out a cold hand. <span style='color:red'>May we start over? I am Mendiah, and am pleased to serve you...</span> Silence...Only the snow fell down, tiny unique icicles, falling slowly until hitting the ground...
He looked at the three. One hand, we have a killer. Someone who's just slain someone else and most likely wouldn't kill them. What she said was easily seen as a lie but he could tell she was trustworthy. How that added up was confusing. It was mainly a trick of the eye. Then on the other hand, two girls, possibly know each other, and would most likely not give up if the other one goes down. So that would make them 'potential' killers. Well, there he was, in the middle of the three, trying to figure out exactly how can he put this on even terms. This would not be easy. <span style='color:green'>Ok, ok okay. woah. hold on. You just killed somebody. You won't kill us. It's not all that easy to believe something like that. And you two, calm down. People die, get stabbed, shot, and murdered in any and every way. Mainly because someone didn't feel like paying things on time. I would know.. trust me. If she's not gona kill. She won't kill, and I doubt she would. What ever that guy did, he obviously had it coming. </span> Kojset scratched his head wondering if that was enough to do it. Then he realized he had his gloves on. |These might come in handy.. just in case...|
Ionni took back her hand. <span style='color:red'>Excellent point...If I were to kill you, I would've shot you all and murdered you now, because I wouldn't want dragons running around saying that I killed somebody</span> She dug into her pockets and revealed a gun in each hand. She tossed them on the ground, and than removed another from her boot. She willingly put that one down as well. Ionni opened her jacket and removed a knife from her inside pocket and threw it into the ground. <span style='color:red'>You happy now? Im not going to kill you, so just calm down now...</span> Ionni sighed and stuffed her hands in her pockets. <span style='color:red'>My real name is Ionni Kyluu</span> She looked down and put her hood overher head. <span style='color:red'>No hard feelings...</span> She wanted to go home. Home towith her father was...
Havana's nails dug sharply into Koj's shoulders, her stony glare focused on Ionni. "That settles it now." Ryhaneu broke in, poking her half-sister. The polar-white femme gave the slightest of nods. "No hard feelings." Her head tilted to look at Havana, who was shuffling awkwardly, looking slightly embaressed, but confused. The bronze quadruped looked away lazily, relaxing but on her guard. Who knew what any of them did?
<span style='color:green'>"Good. NOw as to what are you two doing all the way out here?"</span>He directed the question to the first two dragons he saw. <span style='color:green'>"Looking for something."</span> Kojset shifted himself to the side and plopped himself back where he was sleeping before, only this time, he was sitting up.
"It's not illegal to fly around, is it?" Havana snapped, examining her nails. "I was flying, too. Only because I need to stretch my wings - I don't have much living space." Ryhaneu anwered, glaring at the polar white femme. "Calm down." They waited, Havana impatiently wandering a little way off, Ryhaneu studying the soil beneath her claws.
<span style='color:yellow'>Typical...</span> Ionni sighed and played with her hair. <span style='color:red'>So do you all know each other?</span> Ionni looked back at her weapons. She began to put the back in her coat and boot. She tied up her jacket and stuffed her numb hands in the pockets. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>Short...</td></tr></table>
Havana eyed her as Ionni put the weapons back in their places. "Nope." Ryhaneu replied, gesturing for the other femme to come back. Shrugging, the polar white teen strolled back, her large pink wings ruffled in a disgruntled manner.
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>*bored expression*</td></tr></table>
