@CWPoofToxicRush
((What'd I miss?))
(Not much, we just started with the antagonists. You and @Blue_Flames_ could start with the protagonists)
((Okay)
((What'd I miss?))
(Not much, we just started with the antagonists. You and @Blue_Flames_ could start with the protagonists)
((Okay)
Halo flutters his wings, staring at the world around him. His usual happy eyes are dark and nervous. His fists are clenched. He spreads his wings and leaps off the building, scouting the homes.
Esmeray walked along the roads, keeping a sharp eye out. She played with the shadows as she walked, something to keep her hands busy.
“Just a little fun,” Marco replied in a lazy manner, leaning back in his seat, “As assassination attempts always are. This time they tried poison.”
Marco watched the servants exit the room. It hadn’t been the first time, and it probably wouldn’t be the last. They were just scared little things. Marco would’ve felt bad for them, but… Marco shrugged, “I like the taste of control I have over them when they fear me.”
"Yeah, I can tell." he shook his head and looked over at the servants.
"Esmeray, anything?" He calls, flying next to her. His eyes glance at the other, his eyes narrowed as he lands next to the female.
She shook her head, dispersing the shadows. "Nothing. At least, nothing to show their presence. As if they don't exist."
Halo gives a frustrated groan. "They can't disappear off the map. They have to be around here somewhere!" He sighs softly, his eyes shutting. "I've been flying around all day. My wings ache like you would not believe." He mutters.
"I'd guess." She said. "Perhaps they changed location?"
"Yeah, I can tell." he shook his head and looked over at the servants.
“Did you see Marietta on your way in?” Marco asked casually, “I don’t want to start without her.” Marco remembered his rapier and levitated it back to him, wiping the blood on his pant leg.
"No, they're here. The air reeks of blood. Of them…" he mutters, shaking his head. Halo spreads his wings, "I'll search again. Use your shadows to reach into the smallest nook and cranny." he says before soaring into the sky.
"No haven't seen her since our last meet up." he looked back at Marco.
She nodded as he left, disappearing into a darkened alleyway.
"No haven't seen her since our last meet up." he looked back at Marco.
Marco smiled fondly, “That was a good one. There was blood everywhere. One can only hope today’s meeting will turn out like it,” Marco started to clean his nails out with a knife.
"Yeah… you have always liked your blood." he replied.
Marco pulled the steak over to him, “What’s not to love when you see that look in You enemy’s eyes when they realize they’re dying. The blood is just a plus, a trophy for your kill,” Marco cut a piece of the steak with one quick motion.
"Mhm, so when do you think Marietta will get here" he asked trying to discreetly change topic.
Raven overhears their conversation and goes to help and find where the mysterious smell of blood is coming from.
(Question: How can she smell the blood from there?)
(Halo said something about the smell of blood and she overheard the conversation so she wants to find out what he is talking about)
(Ahh, missed that lol)
Raven discretely moves throughout the streets and roads trying to find a so called smell of blood. After roughly 10 minutes, she couldn't find it. None of her powers could help her unless she decided to lift every building but that was just crazy.
"Mhm, so when do you think Marietta will get here" he asked trying to discreetly change topic.
"Mhm, so when do you think Marietta will get here" he asked trying to discreetly change topic.
(I think we should prolly wait for @Impossible_Girl)
(ok)
"I prefer to be fashionably late. Good for the image." Marietta said, walking into the room.
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