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Post by Nymiane on Oct 11, 2009 11:31:53 GMT -4
Breena's dry lips parted as she went to speak, she found her throat just as dry as her lips, and her mouth felt as though all the wetness had run dry. She cleared her throat as she sat up right, her legs tingling from lack of use, and her muscles aching from over use. What had she done? Groaning she wiped the sleep from her eyes, looking to and fro as she noted that all of her brothers were present.
" Did ye hear that? " Fallon grumbled, as he brushed the cabbie curtain aside. " Hmph.. be lookin' like we 'ave some visitors.."
Breena quirked a chestnut brow in question as she leaned over her brother's lap to gaze out the window. She wrinkled her nose up in distast at them, then moved back into her seat. Who were those men? She sat, waiting for the cab driver to come to a halt, the pit of her stomach churning as she did not have a good feeling about this..
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Post by kelador on Oct 11, 2009 11:42:10 GMT -4
The remainder three came up behind the cab and riders, the other two standing firm in front. The middle man of the 3 behind spoke loud and clear "We will not detain you long, we only wish to know if you have come across a dangerous wanted man." The same man rode to the side of the cab, sensing darkness, but did not make any sudden movements. He shifted on the horse, his white cloak moving a bit revealing a sword exactly like Kelador's fastend to the steeds saddle. "He's have tanned skin, black hair, just up to his chin...or at least last we saw. He wears simple boots, tunic, pants, and a brown coat." The man rested his hand on his sword, not in a threating manner, but just point it was there "and he carried a sword like this. Have you seen him?" The white cloaked man, looked toward the cab, his hood hiding his face, but anyone in the cab would feel a sureal piercing gaze, clearly not natural.
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Post by Nymiane on Oct 19, 2009 19:53:06 GMT -4
Fallon pushed the door to the cab open, exposing the other three within the cab [Breena, Finn and Liam.] He let a grumble rumble deep in his throat as he stared down the curious looking figures before him. A dangerous wanted man? He wanted to laugh at them. The realm was riddled with chaos, and he was asking about a dangerous, wanted man? Everyone was a danger, and nearly everyone was wanted nowadays. He took note of the sword fastened to his saddle, the gears in his brain shifting as he tried to recall where he had seen one similar to it before. He looked to his sister, perhaps she would know.
Breena was still dazed by her exhaustion, and her body still craved sleep. She had a hard time processing their information, and currently nothing tugged upon her memory. Confusion spread across her face as the man went into a full description of the man, still - quite honestly Breena did not recall a thing. What the man described could have been anyone, a simpleton.
"I don't recall ever meeting a man that suits your vague description. I'm sorry, but we must be on our way.."
Breena almost rolled her eyes as the man's hand slid toward the hilt of his sword, he had fallen back on using his brute power, now that he could not simply use words? What an insult. She scoffed.
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Post by kelador on Nov 5, 2009 12:25:44 GMT -4
The man leaned back from the cab and quickly turned his horse the other way "It's clear you know nothing, we will not hinder you any more than we have. But please remember the men in question is dangerous"
The man's horse slowly trotted back to his companions "He is no friend of any man, but save himself, we will persue this man relentlessly, so please if you do come across him, get away from him quickly as we will not hesitate to strike down those in our way to him. It is justice we are after with him, and we will not waver from this"
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Post by Nymiane on Nov 20, 2009 7:43:05 GMT -4
Breena grit her teeth as the man droned on, she was still so very exhausted and her body as well as mind craved, needed sleep. When the man was done with his speech she muttered a thanks for the warning and found found herself sinking back into the plush cushion of the cabbie.
Fallon gave the roof of the cab two loud thumps, and the driver pushed his team forward once again. The sound of the hooves landing upon the Queen's highway echoed upon the quiet road, birds flittered away as the horses announced themselves long before they were ever in sight.
" If the man truly is dangerous, what a vague description. Fools. "
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