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Post by Analisia Moonbright on Jan 7, 2011 18:50:53 GMT -5
Analisia smiled and nodded her head. "Well, like I said last time. Feel free to leech off of any of the wrong doers, dont really care about them." She chuckles and stands up. "Of course, we could just listen to the music here, it is quite relaxing. Much more so than alcohol usually. I know you are a poet, do you sing? Or play an instrument?" She looks over at the group of musicians on the other side of the fountain and smiles, all uneasiness erasing from her face. "I used to sing when I was in the forest, I would sing with the birds every morning."
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Post by Ashemir Draemis on Jan 7, 2011 21:33:48 GMT -5
Who counted as a wrong-doer? Besides, bandits, anyway. He'd hate to ask her about a thief, and then get into a philosophical debate about good and bad and morally grey areas. "Staying here is fine with me." It was actually preferable. But the questions that came rattling after it weren't what Ashemir was expecting. He looked at Analisia blankly, debating whether or not to answer, but her own admittance pushed Ashemir to answer honestly. "Sometimes I'd sing in my home, where I was alone. I remember trying to play the violin once. I was awful," he said the last with a twitch of a smile.
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Post by Leon Von Feuerzauber on Jan 7, 2011 21:36:17 GMT -5
It was not very often that Leon found himself walking through a crowd of living people, but today was a rare exception, annoyingly so. There was such a sense of peace about the place with the music and air that made him want to disrupt it with something. He couldn't though, at least not today. Thinking of what he could have done gave he a smile, but the cold reality made him agitated again.
Something, it seemed, was happening with the vampires, but he hadn't heard word of what it was. 'The castle is probably trying to keep it quiet to not instill a panic' A thought which only made him want to know what it was even more. He listened around to people conversations to see if he could pick up on something, but most talked about flowers and the musicians which made him want to strangle somebody. The word leech caught his attention for a moment and he focused in on a girl and a.....girl? Or was it a guy? Either way one of them might be speaking about vampires, so he listened.
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Post by Analisia Moonbright on Jan 7, 2011 21:42:22 GMT -5
Analisia smiled down at Ashemir and then sat on the ground at his feet, it was more comfortable than the bench anyways. Her legs curled up under her body to create a sort of cushion between herself and the hard ground. "I am sure that you would make a great songwriter, that poem of yours was really fantastic. I have never played an instrument, didn't really have time to learn." She chuckled and looked up at him for a moment, then turned her gaze to the people around them. She was glad that Ashemir proved he could smile, but she wanted to see if he could laugh again. "Ashemir, I have to wonder, do you grow out your hair because you want to look so pretty?" She winks up at him without a second thought, that was until she noticed another man paying a little too much attention to their conversation.
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Post by Ashemir Draemis on Jan 7, 2011 21:58:19 GMT -5
Ashemir looked down when the werewolf sat on the ground. Was that really more comfortable? "Thank you..." he said quietly to her compliment. "Do you have the time now?" He'd think that without a pack to follow, she'd have a lot of free time. Finally, Ashemir managed not to blush when she commented on his hair. "I keep my hair long because someone very special to me liked it that way," he explained, his tone just a hair defensive. From her position on the ground, Ashemir noticed a few light snags that had worked into her hair. "Turn around," he said, producing his ivory, painted comb from his sash. Then he followed Analisia's gaze to the robed man in the square looking in their direction. Oh yes, they did turn heads, didn't they?
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Post by Leon Von Feuerzauber on Jan 7, 2011 22:19:46 GMT -5
Leon's frustration mounted again, more talk of music. Was there anything else on people's mind other than music? Though this question was answered immediately with the mentioning of hair. 'Oh course! Music and hair, because nothing else interesting is going on in the world. Just music and hair. What's next shoes?' He almost left when Ashemir pulled out a comb. At least one mystery was solved, that was definitely a girl. The only reason he even semi-focused on the two anymore was to find some sort of rational reason for the word leech to appear in their conversation.
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Post by Analisia Moonbright on Jan 7, 2011 22:25:39 GMT -5
Analisia kept her sharp gaze on the man, until Ashemir offered to brush her hair. Her mouth dropped open for a moment, then broke out into a large smile. She nodded and turned her head so that he could reach her dark locks. "My mother used to do that for me when I was a little girl. So you keep your hair long for someone you love? That is quite interesting." Her head bowed slightly, but she looked at the hooded man from the corner of her eye. "If you are so interested in our conversation, you can feel free to join us." She called out to the man as her eyes closed. "As for your earlier question Ashemir, no, I dont really have time to learn any instruments, I travel too often and I havent met anyone who could teach me and spend the time traveling yet."
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Post by Ashemir Draemis on Jan 7, 2011 22:38:05 GMT -5
Ashemir carefully took some of Analisia's hair, gently combing out the bottom of one section and slowly working his way to her scalp. "She's gone now. I don't have much to remember her by," he allowed himself to say. "Who was your mother?" Not that he'd know her, but Lord knew Ashemir had done a lot of gushing the past week; someone else could have their turn if they needed it.
The blonde glanced back to the robed man. He was STILL there? Creeper.... He narrowed his brows slightly, but he supposed if the man was over here, they could keep a closer eye on him in case he was up to something less than savory.
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Post by Leon Von Feuerzauber on Jan 7, 2011 22:56:32 GMT -5
Their conversation keep getting less and less interesting by the second. However the invitation to join them made him stop and think. He really didn't want to hear about anybodies mother, but it might be depressing and at least it wasn't hair or music. Besides they had already noticed him if he just stood there they might be less likely to say anything useful, though if he was with them the chances were just as slim. Reluctantly he walked over to Ashemir and Analisia and took of his hood to seem more friendly, not that it would really matter at this point anyway since he had already established himself as creepy.
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Post by Analisia Moonbright on Jan 7, 2011 23:07:02 GMT -5
Analisia watched the man walk over, her body relaxing from her hair being brushed. She motioned for him to sit beside Ashemir, and then ignored him. "My mother's name was Mariana. She is still with the pack, just another hunter for them really. But I remember she used to sing me lullibies every night." Analisia chuckled at the memory, and then closed her eyes again. Then returned her attention to the new man. "Who if I might ask are you?" She took a descrete whiff of his scent. Human. Well at least it wasnt another vampire.
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Post by Ashemir Draemis on Jan 7, 2011 23:16:27 GMT -5
Ashemir watched the hooded man make his way to him, glancing over him. When the other pulled down his hood, the blonde seemed to be analyzing his every feature. He seemed to deem the man tolerable, because his expression returned to its usual blank one. "That's nice," he said to Analisia when she described her mother singing lullabies. "My mother was distant, but I think that it was better that she was that way." Both his parents seemed distant from his activities, actually. Oh well. It wasn't as though he stuck around the family for long, anyway. He looked back to the robed man. "And what brings you here?" Ashemir added to Analisia's question.
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Post by Leon Von Feuerzauber on Jan 7, 2011 23:35:37 GMT -5
Leon sat next to Ashemir as Analisia motioned him to do so. As he sat down he was attacked by the smell of oranges, this person had to be a girl. He listened to the person talk again with no real interest, but once she said the words, the pack his walking over there had become worth it. 'Only a werewolf would say her mother was still part of the pack. This means she might know something about what's going on and would explain the word leech earlier. But what about the person with he comb? Probably a human since there is no way a werewolf would let a vampire or werecat comb her hair'
While he was thinking he missed whatever it was the person next to him said about his mother, but he did catch the questions they asked him. Well it wouldn't hurt telling the truth, not like they could do anything in a crowed place. "My name is Leon and I actually came here because I heard rumor that something was amiss with the vampire and humans. Since that is a pretty big thing I thought it might be worth looking into."
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Post by Analisia Moonbright on Jan 9, 2011 17:38:21 GMT -5
"Analisia, a pleasure."Analisia said dryly. She was sorry that Ashemir didn't seem to have a relationship with his mother, but she figured it was probably for the best. Then she turned to face Leon, moving her head just enough so that Ashemir could still reach her hair. "As for what you are looking into, I can tell you myself, I was amongst the last to be apart of the action there. The Vampires attacked the human forces up at the mountains. Plain and simple all but a handful were slaughtered. There is all the information you need." She said dismissively, if she had a small, sweet smile on her face. "What is your curiousity in the matter? You do not seem to be a soldier, and even if you were, you would be seeking for information at Cados rather than in Issilt."
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Post by Ashemir Draemis on Jan 9, 2011 17:57:16 GMT -5
Ashemir pulled the comb gently through Analisia's strands, gradually using a firmer pull as he worked out more of the snags. "I'm Ashemir," he said to Leon. Vampires attacking a whole unit of soldiers... it still struck Ashemir a bit numbly, but the more he thought it, the more he didn't like it. "And if they were smarter, they'd have stayed hidden. But I suppose you can't expect bright ideas from everyone," he added to Analisia's explanation. The blonde then looked over to where Leon was sitting next to him, too close in his opinion, and gave him another critical look. Why come to Issilt for information? It was awfully close to the real base of operations... Ashemir had to wonder if it was just coincidence.
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Post by Leon Von Feuerzauber on Jan 9, 2011 18:40:27 GMT -5
'Why were the humans in the mountains and what were the vampires using to 'slaughter' the humans? Well they are vampires, but still.' As one question was answered more emerged and Leon was still curious to know more, but she seemed unwilling to divulge anything else. He would have to play this carefully. "The matter interests me because I am curious on current relations. The rumor seemed unsettling if it was true which it seems to be the case. Also, since it is still in the rumor phase I'm sure the officials in Cados would wan to keep it quiet to not create mass panic in the population. If what you said was released to the masses we wouldn't be sitting here peacefully listening to music."
He suppressed at laugh at Ashemir's comment, 'Someone is bitter about it. Wonder why.' "If they managed to slaughter the human troops as she says, I don't think that their move was that stupid. If they were able to pack enough firepower to take stand up, then they really don't need to stay in hiding." He turned to Analisia,"What drew you to the conflict?"
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