forum I summon @Starlight_I_love_Magic to the field so we can role play!!!

Started May 29, 2019 by Deleted user

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Skye picked up his pace to a jog as he led the other through the alleys to a more rundown part of town. Finally he stopped near a fire escape, "Wait here for a moment"he told the other, before climbing up it.

"Okay!" he leaned his back against the fence.

Skye climbed up and headed for a vent on the roof, there were a few of them, but between two were his most prized possessions. His blades.

He tapped his foot and started a beat with his hands while waiting for Skye

Skye took out the joined sheaths, smiling brightly as he touched them, feeling his magic power balance out and stabalize as he came in contact with the material.

He sure is taking his sweet time I would go and check on him, but he told me to stay here and I want him to trust me…

Skye strapped the straps around his torso before climbing back down the ladder. "Sorry that took so long," he said.

(Nah you're fine I fell asleep………………again)
"No, you're fine," Zoltan rubbed his head and smiled, "Are you ready to lead me?"

Skye nodded, adjusting one of the straps as he started off again.

"So…what exactly are you going to do?" he tucked his hands into his pocket.

"Get the kid out by providing entertainment." he said.

He groaned, "WHat do you mean by 'entertainment'?" he raised an eyebrow.

"A fight" said Skye, "I win: kid goes free, I lose: I take his place and do whatever dirty work they want me to do and take the blow to my police record."

He chuckles, "I wish you luck then. What weapon are you using or no weapons at all?" he hummed a soft song, but the lyrics were dark.

"I'm using these" he gestured to his sheathed blades, "That's why we stopped to get them."

He took a good look at it, "You need new ones these are pretty dull," he glided his finger along the blade, "Yep, dull. After your fight, I could make you a new or see what we have in the house?"

Skye huffed, "I haven't been able to care for them properly lately, that's all. I'd never get rid of these." he resheathed them upset that the other would even suggest it.

"Then we can sharpen them. They are durable though," he gave the knife back to Skye, "How old is the guy you're trying to save?"

(they're not knives, they're a pair of actual swords, and he's been caring for them since he was nine.)
"Not sure, but he's younger than me." said Skye, turning into a shadier part of town.

(kk)
He looked at his surrounding look at every building and crack on the sidewalks and windows, "What exactly happened here?" then again he knew what happened he once one of the people living here.

"Crime" said Skye, "And the old Nighthawk smuggling rings" he sighed turning into another alley and stopping at a door.

"Is this the place?" he looked at the door with a blank look My old place…

"Yep" he said smugly, pushing the door open and stepping inside.

"Be careful alright?" he ran his fingers through Ske's hair and took a lighter and a pack of cigarettes from his pokets