The Agency

[Merryier12]

((9pmg5665 took Charles, so that's all good Oh! And Accepted gistofeverything! ))

 

Lily

 

Lily was quickly infuriated that this person would not show themselves. While she no longer felt something was wrong, it was incredibly frustrating knowing someone was there but having to catch Will for Lady Mariee. With a frown she thought over the possibilities. A realization came to her, "You're Graced. Fine. Don't show yourself. I have more important things to attend to than a lowly spy. But listen closley, if I find out who you are... And your Grace is what I think it is...? You're as good as dead. I don't deal with mind readers." It only made sense, how else could the spy have known to hide just as Lily turned around? She glared at the shadows, her threat hanging in the air before turning around again and running after her target.

 

Queen Lovissa

 

Lovissa frowned at Mariee's question. It didn't make much sense, but then... Mariee had seemed quite shaken when she had been attacked. The same way she had been when Charles made a honest attempt at her Agent Lily. He'd been banished from court to Lovissa's amusement and since no one really visited Richard he only really visited her court on occasion. Looking down from her throne Lovissa sighed. She stepped down to come to Mariee's height with a frown. "I do not pretend to understand the motives of our Brother King... But it would make him happy if you did so. It is up to you, Sister Queen, in this matter I cannot advise you. But if you were to forgive him, I would advise attending his ball tonight."

Edited August 25, 2011 by Merryier12

[Neutual Demon]

Yalio

The sounds of clinking metal, chopping, scraping and scrubbing were resounding in the large stone kitchen as servants and cooks scuffled about, either cleaning up from a previous request or preparing for another. They always needed to be ready, in case someone requested a meal or snack at the moment’s notice. The commotion didn’t bother the pale man in the corner though, peeling potatoes that seemed a golden yellow in contrast to his pale fingers. The peelings fell into the wooden bucket between his feet, the hand moving across to drop the now skinless root into a pot of cold water on the floor to his left. Pale red eyes peered up from the rippling water, watching wearily of the people around him. No one was paying attention- that was good.

 

With a small sigh, Yalio bent down to his right, his fingers wrapping around a dirt covered potato, the stool he was sitting on creaking at the shifting of weight. He straightened quickly though, bringing the paring knife to the brown skin, cutting into its flesh as he rotated the vegetable, the dirty covering peeling off and falling into the bucket, almost to the brim with the peelings. He would empty it when this batch of potatoes was done, so that he would be left alone. Yalio was always being ordered to do something when he seemed like he was done with his previous task, forced to finish up what someone already started and they didn’t want to complete. He didn’t argue though, completing the task given to him in silence and without complaint. He couldn’t afford losing this job, for where would he go? He had spent years wandering aimlessly, looking for a job, only to land one in the kitchens of the great Sir Richard. Yet Yalio didn’t know of what this king was like- he hasn’t even seen or heard him, though it was expected for a simple citizen like himself to never see their ruler. After all, how could he see him? Yalio spent all this time in the kitchens, a place not suited for a king to spend his precious time in.

 

The sloshing of water sounded as Yalio dropped the freshly peeled potato into the cool water. He watched the water ripple quietly with his pale red eyes. In truth, he was sort of glad that he wasn’t in view of the king. From the gossiping and rumors that he heard around the kitchen, Sir Richard was one who prized the latest fashion and beauty of one’s appearance and apparel. Yalio was neither beautiful looking or dressed for flashiness, so he would probably be trampled over for just that. It was hard to make an albino “beautiful” in the eyes of everyone else. He just wasn’t “normal”.

 

Yalio bent over, picking up another potato. But now wasn’t the time to think about that. He had twenty-nine potatoes left to peel, and it was his job to do peel them before someone somewhere ordered for potatoes for something that probably should’ve been done yesterday. Anything could happen in a kitchen, after all.

 

 

((The only normal person has finally posted. This is going to be fun...))

[9pmg5665]

CHARLES

 

Charles had returned to his castle from one of his "escorts" and had gotten some information about his siblings. apparently they were trying to kill each other. And thay left him out of it "hahaha I bet they did not know I have have my own agency".On his way to his casle he made a stop by his agent's house Blade.He knew he could rely on him more then others.He entered his house to see if he was there and found him."Blade I need a favor. My siblings have been trying to kill each other and I have not been targeted yet or should I say in success. You need to move into my castle for more protection and you owe me for the army joining."

 

BLADE

 

"tell me, do you have others in your service or am I the only one.And I don't owe you anything as it was your choice to draft me into your agency. I will do as you say but I will figure out who else works with you by myself." Blade finished only to be led back to the castle with a room specifically made for him with everything his old house had."now you shall leave from this place considering you intruded upon me." and so Charles left leaving his friend to his room.

 

 

((just posting to be active))

[Merryier12]

Lisa

 

Once Lisa was on the very edge of her seat with impatience she lightly said, "I do so enjoy your comoany, Lord King... But I must go inform the chefs of exactly what shall be served. Have a pleasent time, I shall be back in moments notice. And remember Lord King... A flower may only bloom if it has room to breathe and grow..." With that she left Richard's presence. With a sigh she tugged at the bodice of her dress, willing it not to be quite so... Flattering. Muttering as she stormed down the hallway, her mood somewhat foul after dealing with King Richard so long she headed for the kitchen. Reaching the oak panneled doors Lisa walked in. Taking in all the people that quietly turned her way. Only a Graced cook daring to look her in the eye. And only a pale boy with two pale red eyes continuing his work. The clamour of the kitchen had stopped and Lisa cleared her throat unceromouniously. "Richard wishes to have a ball tonight, he wishes as many delicasies as possible to be made. Hop to it." She snapped her finger and was about to leave before changing her mind. The noises of the kitchen picked up, but Lisa didn't care she headed for the strange boy. A patato peeler it seemed who had worked when she walked in. It was very brave of him to ignore (somewhat) one of Richard's Agents. With a curious and studying frown she asked, "What is your name boy?" In several languages in case he was from afar.

Edited August 25, 2011 by Merryier12

[Sylverfinger]

Senka had heard enough from Lily. She briefly puzzled over the statement over her Grace. She had had not enough focusing time and energy to preform a reading of even the loudest of thoughts; she had been running after her. But that matter was unimportant as of now. She had heard, sensed and probed enough to bring a report to Sir Charles. But some matter made her hesitate. Her intuition told her to not mention that 'True Agency' to him, and she could not understand it. However, her intuition had saved her many times in the past, and so she often came to follow its judgement. She shrugged the thought off, then decided to not reveal it as of now. She had gleaned enough information for a full report without it. She decided to make mention of it some time later. The information could, who knows, somehow prove useful to her without blaring it out all over Sir Charle's realm. That was how she worked. Silently and secretively. And she didn't want to spoil their fun. Not yet, anyways.

[9pmg5665]

BLADE

 

Blade was just about to settle in when a boy had given him a note that said and he read aloud"grace into Richards kingdom and spy on him. I must know what is going on" and it finished.he knew he had to do it. He flipped it over and it said"take my personnel horse" and now it was finished. He took some short cuts to get to the stable and showed the keeper the note. He left for the other kings palace/kingdom for his first job. He had not encountered anything on the way there and decided he could use his grace. He found the stable and the keeper who had asked him to leave before he called his king. Blade looked at the little man and hit him with the hilt of his blade on the mans forehead which immediately knocked him out and would probably give him head damage. He took a good look at the man and grabbed his arm changing his look into him. he changed his clothes into the keepers clothes and tried to find his way to the castle kitchen looking to take a more trusted form. he waited for a royal servant to come for his way and found one and repeated what he did with the keeper and did what he was ordered too until the right moment to return to his lord.

[Sylverfinger]

((ps. I updated my profile, Merryier12. I added the history and a few other things. I also changed the link to the sword. Can you please update it on the collective character sheet post? Thx.))

 

Senka strode quietly through the forest surrounding Sir Charles' capital, Le Pew de Capiton. She had never fully understood exactly why he had named it a name so sounding like The Capital of the Sewers. She thought the man himself was rather mad, as well. But orders were orders, and her Grace would've been revealed sooner or later, so who better to serve under than Sir Charles, who was brainless enough to fill in a couple or two of her own means between missions though intelligent enough to not be a total bosjeneur, a pile of sheep droppings, unlike his brother Sir Richard. He was mad. They all were. That was why they needed their Agencies for levelheadedness. People like herself, to slave for them.

 

She was going to make her report to him, only to find that he had gone. Probably to Blade, she thought wryly. It seemed that, these years, he was glued to him. Senka had often considered simply melting away to leave that man and his servants to themselves, but had decided against it mainly because it made things more complicated when they didn't need to be. Not loyalty. Loyalty was just another word for total brainless devotion and blindness. Madness, really. She had learned that loyalty could be harmful yourself, so she frowned upon it.

Edited August 25, 2011 by Sylverfinger

[gistofeverything]

Lady Mariee

 

She paused to consider Lovissa's words. Richard was holding a ball? She hadn't heard about it. Then again, it would be the perfect opportunity to see Richard again.

 

"I think I will, Lovissa. Would you mind letting Richard know?"

 

"If it doesn't inconvenience me, perhaps I can -" she said snootily, when she was interrupted by Mariee giving her a tight hug.

 

"Thanks so much for your help Lovissa!" Mariee said as she turned and ran out of the room.

 

"Uhmm, you're welcome..." Lovissa said awkwardly said. Mariee had shown affection that she hadn't displayed in years.

 

Mariee had her dress with her, and the ball wasn't too far away. But she needed Roxanne and Lily with her. Dannen would be nice as well, but wasn't a necessity. Oh Lily, where are you?

 

Roxanne

 

Roxanne was sitting in her room watching the sunset. Mother had left some time ago to visit Aunt Lovissa. She was just now getting ready to go. She had also heard wind from one of the chambermaids that Uncle Richard was holding a ball tonight. She was just going to go meet Mariee in Lovissa City, but she decided that she wanted to surprise Mother by going to the ball.

 

Fifteen minutes of smart detouring and nice knowledge of the city had her at the edge of the marketplace. There were a few people of note there; there was a huge man with an even bigger weapon. He was, uhmm, one of Uncle Charles' Agents, I think. Nikolai, was it? And there were two other women that she suspected were Graced, but had no idea who they were. She also noticed that they had their eyes shifted away from Nikolai. Hmm. What's so scary about that?

 

"Nikolai. How has it been going? I haven't seen you around here lately."

 

((@Merryier - If I'm getting out of character with Lovissa, please let me know! ))

[9pmg5665]

BLADE

 

"great just great" he said as the servant was waking up. He took his regular form and raced to the stable for his ride. He did not care if anybody saw him but he needed to get back before they notice he was there if anybody was in an agency. The stable keeper had woken up also but only wearing his undergarmits. He knocked him out again and took his clothes and hopped on his horse.The horse knew straight back to the castle and it took about 2 hours to get back,it was a royal stead of course. hence he got back he got a note saying,come back to my area of the castle and tell me what you learned. Blade arrived only to see another one of the agents but no Charles."might I ask what you are doing here and your name?"

[Packgoater]

Nikolai

 

Nikolai felt the sensation of someone watching you. He turned sharply, his eyes narrowed as he spotted two girls, both who looked like the might be Graced. And then someone called out to him. Nikolai was curious as to whom called out to him, and finally spotted the person he thought might've. A girl, Roxanne was it? It was Roxanne... right? Oh well, he was bad with names. "I- um... I know you right?" he said gruffly, momentarily confused. "You're...." Nikolai said slowly, feeling hte light stubble on his chin as he thought. Why on earth was he so bad with people? Why?!

[Neutual Demon]

Yalio

Someone had walked into the kitchen, but Yalio didn’t concern himself with who it was. It was either another kitchen aid or someone coming in to order the kitchen to make something. The latter seemed to be the correct choice, for the room became rather quiet, apart from the occasional sloshing of water from when he dropped a freshly peeled potato into the bucket. It really was none of his concern what the person was ordering the kitchen to make, for he was nothing but a simple peeler, and got his orders from the chefs who needed the potatoes.

 

Soon the room was back to the clattering and clanking of utensils as everyone went back to work. Yalio let out a quiet sigh, reaching down and picking up another potato. As he began to peel the vegetable in his hand, someone had walked over. He nearly jumped, startled as the woman spoke, dropping both the potato and the knife he was using into the bucket of peelings. Pale red eyes snapped up to look at the woman, and his heart sank. Two different colored eyes stared down at him. He had heard about Agents that Sir Richard had as personal guards, and they all had two different colored eyes. If it was she who came to order the kitchen, then she probably came over to scold him for ignoring her.

 

“I, uh… Yalio, ma’am…” he stammered, now wringing his pale fingers nervously. It dawned on him that he was staring right at her eyes, and he looked away quickly, to gaze over her shoulder at one of the cooks’ back across the room. “C-can I help you with anything, ma’am?”

 

[Merryier12]

Lisa

 

The boy seemed awfully nervous, but he obviously wasn't Graced. She thought he might've been with his red eyes but wasn't sure until now. It then struck her that this patato peeler, for that seemed to be his job, was looking her straight in the eyes. It was very brave of him. Startlingly so, but he too seemed to make this realization and his eyes slid from hers to rest above her shoulder nervously.

 

"Well, Yalio, I would actually like to... Thank you. For treating me like a normal person. Most people avoid the Graced, but you... You're different, I can tell. So, thank you, but please, if I have disrupted your work, by all means go back to it. I think I shall just stay down here awhile, Richard is not the best of company you see..." With a content sigh, Lisa kicked off her pinchy little heels, and unpinned her hair. It feel softly to her shoulders in sleek black waves. She must've been quite a sight with her hair a mess, and shoes resting on the ground beside her. She grabbed a stool and simply watched the activity in the kitchen. It was calming to her, "I'm Lisa by the way."

[Neutual Demon]

Yalio

The woman spoke again, but it wasn't a scolding, it was a thanks. Yalio blinked, his eyes flickering back to gaze directly at her. "O-oh..." he stuttered, bending down to grab the knife and potato from the depths of the peelings, his fingers unsteady as he went back to paring the vegetable, his eyes back to his work. He didn't know what to say to her since no one had ever said that he made them feel normal. Was that a compliment, or criticism? Did he make her feel normal by the way he reacted to her, or the way that he looked? Yalio sighed deeply, dropping the peeled potato into the water. Probably the latter. He glanced up at her as he bent down, gathering another potato from the pile. "Well...nice to meet you Miss Lisa..." Yalio started peeling the potato, eyes on his work. "I-is the king really fashionable?" He had to say something, didn't he?

[Chuzuka]

❝〖T〗essa〖M〗arie〖G〗rey ❞

|| WAH! My original post got erased T-T ||

 

"Well, other than my Grace, I really don't have any other skills - so yeah, you probably can." Tessa agreed, her tone laced with notable amusement.

 

The Graceling moved through the increasing crowd of the market place, trying to tune out all the shouts and sales that were echoing off the buildings, causing the loud buzzing one would hear the minute someone entered a noisy environment. Tessa grew up in the city before living in the palace, but even then, King Richards kingdom didn't have this many people. Certainly not on the streets. People who lived near swamps weren't exactly the out-going type. Tessa looked over her shoulder at Addy before settling her gaze on the unfamiliar man she pointed out. He was standing alone when she looked at him, but a few moments later, a unfamiliar woman joined him.

 

"I can't see his eyes from this distance, but he's not alone. Do you think the girl is Graced too?" Tessa asked, crossing her arms over her stomach, cautious as usual.

 

Loki, on the other hand, was totally at ease in the new setting. He sniffed and affectionately licked all those who passed him, relishing in all the affection he got in return, his tail wagging frantically. Tessa watched with tenderness as a little boy of four summers squealed out 'Puppy!' and released his mothers hand to wrap his chubby arms around Loki's neck. Loki shifted on his paws, licking the boys face until the boy started giggling. Tessa made the mistake of looking up at the woman, whom she assumed was the mother, and mentally winced when the woman gasped at the sight of Tessa's one grey and one blue irises. She took hold of her son and disappeared into the crowd.

 

"Looks like Agents are feared here too."Tessa muttered dryly, reaching down to pat Loki's head to realize he was no longer sitting beside her. Tessa looked around in alarm, clutching Adelaines arm when she spotted her companion running towards the man with the axe and the strange woman with canine curiosity. "This can't be good."

 

 

[DarthDestiny07]

Krystal

 

Krystal was sitting alone by a fountain. She was unsure of what to do, she had no orders and had no interaction with and other agents. She started to play with the necklace she had. Her sword was sheathed, but it was laying beside her, where she could easily access it.

[9pmg5665]

CHARLES

 

Charles woke up from his mid-noon nap.He apparently had another "escort" in his bed. He helped her do the regular things he does with the others and sent her home. he saw his agents in the room and asked"well what have you come here for? I know I asked for blade,thank you for not waking me up, but what about you Senka I believe you have a report for me?"

 

BLADE

 

Blade interrupted before the other could answer."sir I have found that Richard is having a ball in the next few days. I suggest that would be a good time to eliminate him or any of his agents if they are there. And before you ask nobody noticed that i was your agent. but I would not like to live there, to much fashion."

[Kokay]

Adelaide Bond

 

Adelaide watched the crowd's movements. They were like a river. Pulsing and flowing. The young woman watched the people who interacted with the dog and smiled. Everyone liked dogs. After a moment or two, she looked away, back towards the man and his companion. "They're definitely Graced. Watch the people react around them. As soon as they get a glimpse of those eyes, they look away and walk away from them." Adelaide said quietly. She wasn't the most perceptive normally, but when it came to avoiding Graced Agents, she took her job very seriously. She couldn't use someone's Grace against them until she observed it.

 

Adelaide watched in horror as the dog approached them. She sighed and looked at Tessa. "You know what this means? We're going to have to keep our eyes away from him as we retrieve Loki." Adelaide didn't like the look of the man, but his companion looked dangerous too. All she had to do was see what they do, however, and she could do it too. "I'll stay back so I can see what they do. If it looks dangerous, my whip will remove their weapons quite easily." She grinned, taking the whip into her hands. She let the long, hide whip trail behind her. The people sensed the danger, and, somehow, no one stepped on her whip.

[Sylverfinger]

Senka shot a look at the other Agent, Blade. Wimp, she thought. He wanted the best seat in the house. "Yes, sir." She had been lurking at the edge of the room, ever watching, and had been the first to see the telltale stirs that signaled the waking up of Sir Charles. She did not like being surprised. Her voice reflected that, smooth and silky and with a hint of superiority. "I tracked the Graceling Lily, from Lady Mariee, and found her in the company of Graceling Dannan tracking down a boy, William Jones, Graced with Stealth. They were on the orders of Lady Mariee to bring the boy to her, likely to be incorporated into her Agency. The boy has hidden his Grace well, it itself aiding in that, but he must've been found out more than that once judging by his reaction to them. Sir, I believe that his Grace might serve us well, though he might be hard to find. He is already wary, but he will be a necessary addition." Senka found that she was holding her breath. She let it out slowly. Would Sir Charles approve of her deduction? And if he did, she herself hoped to be the one to bring him to him. Did she dare ask him?

Edited August 25, 2011 by Sylverfinger

[9pmg5665]

CHARLES

 

"Thank you Senka and Blade now I request that you are the ones that attend the ball and I will come later and Blade I do hope you returned the horse. As you will be the one driving Senka's carriage to Richard's ball. you know I reward the more valuable and Senka. you will be the one to recruit the one you called will and both of you please dress appropriate to it. can't have two people with the weapons out now can we. Now go I will talk with you after your job is done and remember to stay secret. if you expose yourselves I can not promise your safe return. and if you need me I will be in my chambers."And so Charles left for his room so much talk. He was ready for another women.

Edited August 25, 2011 by 9pmg5665

[Merryier12]

Lily

 

Lily had never been much of a climber, but she had excellent balance and agility on her side so it couldn't be too hard right? With a small frown she examined her area, she'd have to move quickly to catch Will, especially if he did this often, which Lily would be quite sure he did. Aha! A barrel, and full of something by the looks of it, she could use that to jump off of to grab the bar of the balcony. Then from that jump to the roof obce she had her balance. Content with her plan, she positioned the barrel just so and backed up. She ran quickly and took a flying leap off of the perfectly pisitioned barrel. She slammed into the balcony a bit harder than planned and took a moment to catch her breath before hsuling herself up. Once on the bar of the balcony, balancing precauriously she jumped up, and snagged the ledge of the gutter. It was weak and just after she hauled herself onto the roof it snapped. Lily shuddered to think what might've happened had she held on a moment longer. She could see Will's shrinking form though, but this was Lily. She didn't need to be close. And Lily was quite sure she had made no noise coming up. Her shoulder screamed a silent protest from the slam against the balconly railing, but Lily ignored the pain and drew an arrow. It flew from the bow with a small twang, and Lily knew he couldn't possibly dodge. Unless his Grace encompassed more than aticipated. She hadn't shot him anywhere harmful, just his lower calf. It would be too painful to run, or at least, that was the intent. As Lily's Grace was Killing, she was exceptionally good with any weapon. Adapting easily. She can shoot to maim, injure, seriously injure, or to kill. The last Lily prefered not to do, and it was good to have Mariee as a Queen because if she didn't. Her power would be quite useful to other Lords and Ladies. With a worried look she sprinted to the edge of the house, leaped, and landed on the other. She repeated this twice before reaching Will's.

 

Lisa

 

Lisa almost laughed at Yalio's quiestion, but felt bad that he seemed nervous. This poor boy, why was she so rudely imposing her prescense on him? Everyone feared and despised the Graced. Especially the Agents. If this boy didn't she'd fear some sort of fever had touched him. She had thought though perhaps this boy would understand, her sorrow and discomfort at the treatment of others. She snapped out of her thoughts and finally said, "No, at least... I don't think he is. Always striving for it though, and for that I admire him. King Richard is a driven man, and I respect that. But also worry about it. Sometimes he blathers on for so long I fear I'll either go deaf or die of boredom." Lisa gave an easy but small laugh and was astonished at the absurd honesty she was saying this to Yalio with. She had just slandered the King in his own kitchen! It was treason! But strangley, Lisa didn't care. "But... As they say... It takes one to see one."

Edited August 26, 2011 by Merryier12

[gistofeverything]

Roxanne

 

"Uhmm, I know you, right?"

 

"I would think so, Nikolai... That hurts my feelings, you know. Not remembering me like that..." she said playfully.

 

"Hmmm, sure I do. What's your name?"

 

*scoffs*"You don't remember my name? I know you can forget things, but of all people... I'm Roxanne, and my mother is Lady Mariee. I'm going to Uncle Richard's ball tonight, do you want to come with me?"

[Sylverfinger]

Senka stared after him as he went back to his bed. The mere thought of discarding her cloak was repulsive, let alone get into fancy clothes for a ball, going in a carriage... and not have her sword as well. She hoped that she could somehow conceal her saxe knife, at least, somewhere on her. Perhaps I could have the sheath sewn into the clothing... she mused. Of course, she would sew it herself. She did not trust anyone, not even a maid, to the location of her knife. Who knows who might see it with a crossed alliance and report it to her enemies. Better safe than sorry, went the old proverb.

Edited August 26, 2011 by Sylverfinger

[Kokay]

William Jones

((So mean to Will D:))

 

Will was almost gone. Almost free. He felt a biting pain in his leg and didn't have to look down to know he'd been hit by something. It would be impossible to continue running in this condition. However, Will was crafty. He bent over and snapped the shaft of the arrow, leaving just enough to pull it out later, and continued, slower than before granted. Will would have been fast, but not now. Now he was wounded. Luckily for him, however, the blood flow was staunched by the arrow still embedded and left it to just a tiny trickle that left nothing behind. His clothes soaked it all up before it could even begin reaching the point of leaving a trail. So, that would never give him away. The young man, however, had to move quickly.

 

His eyes scanned the surroundings. There was no way to escape unless he hid once more. And, that was his plan in the first place. Lady Luck was on his side. The young man thanked his lucky stars. While he was at the end of the houses, he was lucky enough to come upon a grain carriage that was on its way out of the city, no doubt to another kingdom for trade. He didn't think twice. Will jumped, all of the previous thought had been done while moving. His Grace came into play, of course, hiding him from those who might have seen him jump, and most likely making it appear as though he had jumped straight when, in reality, he had jumped at an angle to land in the carriage. It was moving fast.

 

Will was free now, he knew it. No matter if they saw him go in or not, the horse drawn carriage was moving far too fast for anyone to follow. Now was the time to look at his wound. The young man had to, quite literally, crawl out of the grain he'd fallen in. It was dark colored, and he wasn't familiar with the crop, but that didn't matter. All that mattered was that it matched his cloak just enough to conceal him. Grace included, the young man cloaked himself and looked at his wound. It wasn't too deep, luckily, but it hurt more than anything he had experienced. He bit his knuckle as he pulled the rest of the arrow out. Even so, he found himself hissing with the pain. It was brutal. As soon as the arrow was out, he quickly proceeded. Biting a plant he knew to be good for keeping infections at bay, he spat the juices into the wound. He winced as it came in contact, and applied pressure to it with a scrap piece of cloth. One could say that Will was prepared for anything.

[Merryier12]

Lily

(You should not anger a Lady with a Killing Grace Will... It's unwise )

 

Lily cursed as Will continued running and as she was running after him, launched another arrow. It should have hit him mid thigh, and Lily had a deadly aim... But it sailed through mid-air. It landed with a thunk in some wood of the next house but what had astonished her was that it sailed seemingly right through him. Blinking once, twice she immidiatley scanned around. Had he jumped a different way? Had he gone down? Was his true Grace to make illusions? No, his Grace had confused her and now she did not know where he was. She had to rely on Dannen to block the exit of the city while Lily fetched herself a horse. With a scowl on her face she found a ladder from some roof patcher left carelessly in the open to be leaning against the wall. Scaling downwards she quickly sprinted back the way she had come to the Inn that held her horse. Luckily she hadn't come far and it took but five minutes there and back and now Lily was cantering through the streets at a breakneck speed. Will had made her angry, and Lily feared her anger. Shoving it down she reminded herself that Will was her fish and she only the bait to flush him out. Dannen with the speed of his Graced legs could catch him if Lily failed. But Lily had no intention of failing and these streets had a way of clearing when she was around. Now all she had to do was catch Will in this game of Cat and Mouse. Lily gave a gleeful laugh at the chase that scared even herself as she cantered through the empty streets, word of her traveled quickly. For where the Lady Killer was involved... Not many stayed around.

[Kokay]

William Jones

(( I ended up listening to Moves Like Jagger... Will has the moves like Jagger.))

 

Will was busy taking care of his wound. He realized, after a moment, he should keep an eye out for the girl. Her Grace was dangerous. He wasn't sure what it was, but he was sure he'd gotten off scott-free. Just a wound to the calf was nothing compared to what an expert archer could have done. He winced as he shifted his weight back and forth, disappearing into the grain. The bottom of the carriage was wooden and he sat on it now, his face under a layer of grain. Now even if they had seen him jump into the carriage, they'd never be able to find him. Will was more than proud of his Grace. It allowed him to jump away from other people and disappear. It only took a second for him to hide and never be found again. Only a blink of the eye and he'd disappear in thin air. It was better than any other Grace, and that he was sure of.