forum Private rp w/ Dances_with_Shadows

Started April 30, 2019 by Deleted user

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Miguel came into a clearing with a small pond and sat on a flat Rock out looking the rapid water. He sighed and put his face in his hands trying to calm down, "No one is here, I hope…" He mumbled.

Drax, the flying shadow demon, glided into the clearing and landed on a branch. If you didn't pay too close of attention, he was simply a black hawk. But upon closer inspection, it would be apparent that he was made of shadows, and his eyes were beady red dots beneath hooded brows. Callah crouched in the bushes and watched Miguel.
Demitri crept up to a tree, his body nothing but wisps of shadows mixing in the shade of the trees. He didn't seem all that important… Then again, Ascha seems to be losing her mind..

Miguel noticed a Black hawk staring at him from a tree and he instantly looked away. He felt gazes from most directions and ran his fingers through his hair, "Please let this be nothing!" He said a bit loud.

Callah suggested that she and Drax keep their distance, so as to not spook Miguel. Demitri agreed and sent them off to keep an eye on the area around them. They did as told, Callah darting away and Drax flying back into the air and swooping through the leaves.

When Miguel next looked, the bird was gone. He sighed and shrugged realizing all of this was probably nothing. He sat, overlooking the churning water.

Demitri watched Miguel, tilting his head in curiosity. He was interesting in Demitri's eyes, but he still had yet to figure out what Ascha wanted with him.
She's losing it. I have a feeling I shouldn't trust her with this.

Miguel pondered if anyone would try to get him, he was a prince of a large kingdom and there was a large reward for whoever brought him back alive and the promise of marriage. The problem was, Miguel hated his family, they were horrible and he didn't want to go back.

Demitri sighed before he could catch himself, then cursed himself under his breath for making noise. Miguel probably heard that, so he would be forced to reveal his presence.

Miguel's eyes widened and he whipped around after hearing a sigh, "Who…whose there?". He asked nervously.

Demitri's body solidified fully, and he showed himself to the boy. "Me," he said simply, sliding his hands in his pants pockets.

Miguel stood up, staring at the other, "And who are you?" He questioned.

"Demitri, the head spy of the Nazek Empire." He spoke calmly, face black and devoid of any emotion he may have.

Miguel frowned, "S-spy?". He didn't mean to stutter but he was scared.

"That's probably the least of your worries," Demitri muttered. "Empress Ascha sent me to watch you… but I doubt her intentions are pure." He jerked his chin at Miguel. "Tell me why I shouldn't take you to her this second."

Miguel didn't know what to say, he opened his mouth to speak but had nothing to say, "I don't know…" He mumbled.

Demitri pulled his hands out of his pockets and spread them palm up, showing that he wasn't a threat. "Alright, let's try this again. I'm Demitri, a gross halfbreed that isn't even a Nazek but happens to be good at staying hidden."

Miguel nodded, "I'm Miguel…a runaway prince with a high reward and a promise of marriage." He scoffed at the marriage part and stepped off the rock.

"Ah, I'm an expert in runaway royals. I helped my best friend escape the empress's claws. Princess Cinthia?"

"I've heard of her…" Miguel sighed wishing he could escape, "I suppose you're here for bad reasons?"

"I'm here to keep an eye on you," Demitri said.

Miguel nodded, "Okay. You…you aren't going to hurt me at all?"

Demitri shook his head. "That's not my job… And I have a hunch that Ascha shouldn't get her hands on you."

"I'm glad, I have enough problems with others…" Miguel sighed, "Why don't you think she should get me?"

"Because she basically ruined Cinthia," Demitri said sadly.