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((lakjlakjd so late.. D: And thank you very much. Happy Late Thaksgiving to you too if you celebrate that.))
This girl was going to be the death of herself and probably a thorn in his side with her constant attitude about him. He wasn't Robin Hood as many claimed him to be. He wasn't some great savior like the four original hybrids. The one that he was said to look very much alike. He didn't have any powers like they did or any special way to get this thing to stop. He didn't even have enough knowledge to say for sure that this was going to be a simple process. He didn't have a Dryad Queen to go to. Just the noble family which seemed to have disappear. Nobody knew where they disappeared off to and he didn't know if he would even have the chance to find them if he had to at one point. He sighed and rubbed his temples. He was beginning to get a headache and it wasn't going to be pretty if someone upset him. His short temper wasn't helping either since he actually thought of killing somebody when they have done nothing to him. He really didn't like this at all right now. This girl was just pushing all the wrong buttons and just wanted to stop on his toes, metaphorically speaking. Maybe literally. She seemed to have a deep hatred for him and it was something he really didn't know what to do with. He sighed. Humans are impossible sometimes. He rubbed his temples and looked at the girl.
"Listen here, Watson, and listen good. You will not like what you see once you find the way to purify this little town. You will not like the person you become or what people say you are. You will not want to purify this town once you see what even goes into attempting a purification. Don't even think you can't fail. You can fail a purification and that would probably make you even less of a person than you would be if you succeeded." He ground out in a slightly exhausted voice as if he was giving her a warning yet tired of saying it. He sighed and walked to the other side of the pole to look at the little designs on it. His eyes flickered up to the top where the five spindles stood with a lantern on them all. It was elegant and he knew that this wasn't going to be an easy thing to purify. He looked to his gloved hand and sighed. It's never turned hot like that. This isn't like the last.
He looked to the girl and shook his head. "You know, you'd be a rather nice adversary if you weren't so bitter towards me. I never asked to be Robin Hood but," he shrugged and gave her a winning smile, "If they want me to be, who am I to deny them?" His smile quickly went away and he continued to examine the post before he reached into his back pocket and pulled out a little leather book. He looked at the little leather book before he flipped it open and grabbed a small piece of obsidian and began to scribble down a couple things that he found interesting about the post. That was the first step in his head. He looked at the page just before the one he was writing on and flinched. It still had small specks of blood. He sighed and shut the little book with a snap and stuffed it in his jacket pocket. "If you really are planning on purifying this town," he swept his hands out to emphasize the town itself, "then you should start now. I'm not even going to leave before it's purified. We'll see how long it takes you to come to me, Watson." He smiled and winked at her before he started to walk off towards a small cafe he had seen earlier in his walk. He stopped when he was a couple feet from her. "By the way.. That dress is rather flattering, but you're harsh attitude is so distracting." He didn't even turn around when he said this and started to walk off once he had said what he did. We'll see who comes to who.
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7:18pm Dec 2 2013
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{(I was hoping you would like it. :D I enjoyed writing it too. :D)}
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Haa, I had an inkling that you were!
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9:53pm Dec 2 2013 (last edited on 10:03pm Dec 2 2013)
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This Robin Hood never ceased to amaze her. Under her blind hatred towards this savior figure was appreciation for that sharp tongue of his and that sly quirk of a smile. However, Olesya was too dense to take any notice of the sickening awe she held towards the boy, for his words always seemed to bury the emotion deep within her. What position was he in to tell her what she would and would not like, anyhow? It irked the girl to be thought of so weak and be told how she would react to the events he has been through. Maybe that was how he had struggled through the purification process, but Olesya would do nothing of the sort. When the she opened her mouth to tell him just that, he walked around the poll, leaving her as if their conversation had ended and he was trying to escape. "He has no right to tell me what I can and cannot stomach." She grumbled through her teeth.
To think that purifying the town had turned into a competition for Olesya. She had decided to visit the cursed ob
ject on a whim that was inspired by an insignificant thought that had left no blemish on her morning. If Robin Hood hadn't showed up she doubted that much action would have been taken in actually purifying the town that held only lost memories to her. In fact, it was quite a coincidence that she had thought of Robin Hood just this morning and here he stood before her with the superior air that she usually stood with. Olesya didn't believe in coincidences but tried not to think that fate was what brought them together. Her spine crawled with the mere thought.
Olesya was shaken out of her thoughts by the sound of his voice. Deja vu - another thing she believed that connected to coincidences. Fate will take no part in this aspect of my life. She thought bitterly leveling her dark eyes with his bright ones. His words made her bubble with anger. That smile, those words: he had her speechless. Her features turned icy, more so than they were already. She wanted to scream at him and ask him if the people of the purified towns even knew what was coming to them; if they were confusing Robin Hood with the Grim Reaper. She wanted to ask him if his shiny new version of Robin Hood had a soul if he had to become less of a person than he was to purify a town. There were no words to express her hatred towards him, right then, and there seemed to be no way to get her words and ideals past his thick skull. She watched him behind hollow eyes with blazing flecks floating in them. She thought about snatching the leather journal he was scribbling in and throw it at the lamp post that seemed hot enough to burn it.
Though in a moments time, the eyes that had been watching Robin Hood with an incurable furry had been tamed and now stared at the base of the lamp post with intense interest. His words had taken her by surprise and she hadn't expected that wink. Her snow white skin stained a deep scarlet and her face was burning even though it never came in contact with the lamp post. She had no idea what had come over her. She was unfamiliar with the strange emotion though her mind screamed embarrassment, even though she had heard the insult in bedded in every word he spoke. The hatred she had felt before still throbbed with a burning fury, though it throbbed behind a wall of numbness and confusion. What had she been saying? The sense of hatred seemed to be within her grasp though her fingers didn't seem to want to close over it. It was infuriating to be so helpless when she had taken such care to build up her superior reputation and seal away her emotions - Olesya was a very emotional girl when all the right gears were in place.
It took a moment for the dryad to come to her senses and take a small fist full of the hatred that had been fueling her since the morning, "Riddles?" She shouted after the retreating body. "Is that the only thing that rolls off of your tongue beside lies?" Her mind was in a jumble of thoughts and she tried to decide which insult to launch at the body that seemed to be getting smaller and smaller. She found it easier to talk to his back than it was to talk to his annoyingly beautiful face, however, it still didn't help her express her displeasure in hearing him tell her about assumptions that he made about herself. Before she could get an insult mustered up, Robin Hood was already out of ear shot. Just you wait, she promised, the next time we met I won't be so swayed by you.
After a while, when his dark silhouette was finally out of view, Olesya collapse next to the lamp post. He had drained her out the energy that seemed to be seeping since she arrived to the cursed ob
ject. She had gone from insane with rage to meek and embarrassed in a matter of seconds; Olesya didn't even think that was possible. She grumbled to herself under her breath. How could she let him get to her like that? How could his words leave her speechless when so much was on her mind? How could he speak a simple phrase and erase all of the words she had been too speechless to say? Olesay felt like Robin Hood had left her with too many questions than she couldn't care less about answering. No, she thought, these useless questions aren't going to get me anywhere. Focus on the task at hand; find the first step in purifying the village.
With an exhale too big for her tiny body, Olesya heaved herself up from the ground. She had regrouped her thoughts and, although she still felt quite exhausted, she figured that it would be best to examine the cursed ob
ject just as he had done and maybe she would even ask around town about the rumors of Robin Hood and how he purified other villages. I am not going to lose to you, Robin Hood, nor am I going to come to you for help. Determination was written all over her face and she stood back from the base of the lamp post. She had already basked in its appearance the first few minutes she was here but the exquisite beauty of it seemed too simplistic, in a way. She wasn't sure if it was because it had felt alive under her hand or if it was because the beauty of it was too much for her dryad mind to comprehend. How do you purify something that seemed to be burning with life? She pondered on the thought for a moment before ashamedly resorting to: Pour water on it? Freeze it to death?
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{( xD She's so cute! In a deadly way. I don't know but so cute!!)}
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{Alright, so i have no clue what to do with Riku. Do you want me to like.. have him just keeping an eye on her or soething??}
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5:30pm Dec 3 2013
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Hm... I don't know. You could if you wanted him to. I mean, all Olesya is going to do is examine the poll more, ask around for rumors of Robin Hood and later try to find Riku and see if she could steal his leather journal. So, whatever you think will fit ^^ Maybe he could be keeping an eye on her and then lose track of her and they vould bump into each other while they are looking for each other?
Oh, and do you want the rumors that have been spread about Robin Hood to be specific or all over the board? Cause I have no clue what Riku has done and I would need to know the jist of it. |
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{Well, most of the rumors can be blwo out of proportion since he never said what really happened there and the only way to know what happened, was to be there. Which doesn't seem very likely.}
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{They can be all over the place too. I mean, it's not like he ever said that any rumors weren't true because he doesn't know some of them either. XD}
Riku walked around the little village, mainly using the rooftops to get around since there were too many people on the sidewalks and streets. His hood was pulled up and over his hair to keep himself from attracting too much attention. He stayed kind of far from everybody and when others would look up, he would duck and try to keep himself hidden. He sighed and continued to walk alone. He didn't even know where he was going to go or where to even start. He sighed heavily and finally sat down on the roof and looked out over the village. Everybody seemed rather happy as if they weren't going to disappear once it was purified. He rested his cheek on his hand and tried to think of saomthing to do. He lost that girl once and didn't feel like finding her again. He shook his head. There was nothing to do right now.
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Mmkay! I shall have fun with these rumors >:)
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Black eyes traced engraved designs and pale fingers hovered around the poll, following the etchings with her fingers. This pole, though seemingly normal, was anything but. Olesya couldn't pinpoint the strangeness of the lamp post but something inside of her screamed abnormality. The dryad hybrid let out a short breath and walked around the pole just as Robin Hood had done. What was he looking for when he examined the pole? What was he noting in his stupid leather book? She stood right where Robin Hood had and glanced up. Four prongs looped out of the pole and held four lamp heads and in the middle of all four was a elegant piece of metal work that resembled a fleur de lis. Olesya followed the pole down and watched as the engravings got more complex and bountiful as the pole grew thicker. Nothing. Nothing except the pole itself held strange and abnormal qualities. How was she supposed to know how to purify the damn thing if everything looked the same?
Olesya sighed, giving up on the intricate lamp post, though, surely she would return, for the end was always at the beginnings start, or at least, that was always what her mother would say. Mother, she thought with a quivering heart. Tears pricked in the corner of her eyes and in a moments time they pooled in their darkness turning them glossy and blurring her vision, Now is not the time, sorry mother. Olesya inhaled sharply and squeezed her eyes shut. Two tears escaped though they were gone as quick as they fell. The pitiful girl quickly wiped a dark sleeve across her face, Before I can think of you I have to find out have to purify this town. I am sorry, but maybe I will find you along the way. Of course she didn't mean physically, she had forced herself to believe that her parents had already died. Earlier this morning, when she was pondering on purifying the town, she had gotten this absurd idea that she might be able to recover her memories of her parents if she were to relieve this town of the heavy curse looming over everyone's head. It was a far fetched idea but it was possible, for nobody truly knew the effects of purification except Robin Hood.
I am not coming to you for help! Olesya thought furiously as she started for the town, walking the same direction Robin Hood had taken off to. Every thought and ambition of Olesya's seemed to always end with Robin Hood as her only resort. It infuriated her to think that she needed this impostor. Sure Robin Hood had many advantages over her; unlike Robin Hood who was admire by everyone and could make any girl swoon over him, she was hated and despised. People of this town knew who she was and knew what she was. Unlike Robin Hood who could easily walk the streets and get what he wanted by simply asking for it, Olesya had to take what she wanted. She knew that she would have to listen to the rumors discreetly and hide herself in the shadows of the town just so she wouldn't distract the people from talking, but that didn't mean that she wasn't capable of purifying the town.
Olesya had to shake herself from her sour thoughts as more people started to occupy the streets. It was ironic to think that even though Robin Hood wasn't around, he could still get under her skin. The dryad let out a hot breath and disappeared into the shadows of alley ways, buildings and street vendors. Olesya had buttoned up her overcoat to conceal the brightness of her scarlet dress, "By the way.. That dress is rather flattering, but you're harsh attitude is so distracting." In an instant her face turned a bright pink. Stupid, stupid, stupid! Why am I thinking about this now?! I don't need useless words poisoning my thoughts. Bewilderment crowded her mind, though her bashful face spoke otherwise. Why was she thinking about his words now of all time? She didn't need him to distract her from her goal.
"Yeah, he is in this town!" A young girl, about her age but probably much older, squealed. Instantly Olesya was no longer thinking about Robin Hood's words, she was now determined to strain her ears for any information. "No way! You know, I heard his hair was as white as a snow blanketed wonderland and his eyes as green as pastures in the spring." Another girl, though her voice pinned her around the age of seven or eight, though her real age was probably mid to late twenties.
These would be the girls who would swoon over Robing Hood, she thought with disgust.
The first girl snorted, "Maybe!" She laughed for a moment then doubt crowded her voice, "Even though he is supposed to resemble one of the four saviors, I am sure he doesn't have the exact features of the snowy-haired savior. I mean, I heard that they were supposed to be pretty good looking but still."
The younger girl shook her head furiously, "No! I am serious! I heard from the Baker by the border that he watched the boy just step into the town as if there was no curse! Anyways, the Baker said that the boy looked so pristine and pure that he felt his soul being cleansed already."
This time the older girl laughed whole-heartedly, "Preach it, Savanna!" Olesya's temper wasn't holding with these girls. They were becoming a nuisance and their conversation was utterly insulting. She didn't need to hear how attractive Robin Hood was, she had witnessed him first hand; what she needed to know was what they knew about his past purification.
Olesya was about to ditch the two girls when the eldest said something that pricked her interest, "You know, I heard that when he purifies the town we won't age. I heard that when he purifies cursed areas the people inside get to go along with their lives as if the curse never existed. We get another chance, Savanna." Her voice had sobered along with her emotions.
"Hmm..." The younger girl, Savanna, was thinking about what this elder girl had said finally she contributed her share of information, "Maybe, but the purification takes more than just simply vanquishing the curse. If we want to stay our age and not lose the time we lost, we have to sacrifice a piece of our self."
The eldest girl stopped in her tracks to stare at Savanna and soon Savanna stopped to look back at the eldest, "S-sacrifice?"
"Yeah, sacrifice. We have to give up something to the Savior that is pure within ourselves." Savanna's voice was quiet and Olesya almost didn't catch her words, "I think that the Savior has to sacrifice something pure to purify our town, also. There are many things in a person that is pure, but I wonder what will happen when he runs out of purity."
The eldest girl now caught up to Savanna and her face looked like it was contemplating something, "Sacrifice," she said under her breath and then, "Hey Savanna, what are you going to sacrifice?"
Scarification, Olesya could do that, right? Offer up a limb or two to the lamp post to purify the town? She felt sick, what else could she give up that was pure within her? "My virginity," Olesya's head snapped up and she stopped in her tracks. Her dark eyes beamed at the small child, Savanna, horrified. Savanna had a mischievous smile that was too impish to fit such a young looking girl. The eldest girl laughed with jealousy and told Savanna to be serious, that the Savior would never take such a young body, that she would be much more suited for the job. Olesya's face turned white as if the conversation wasn't a joke. What were they talking about? The conversation that Olesya was no longer in ear shot to hear made no sense to her. She was mortified and it took her awhile to snap out of picturing Robin Hood contemplating on which girl to take.
The dryad shook her head fiercely, trying to shake the thoughts from her mind. This is was karma. This is what she deserved for eavesdropping on a conversation. No, this was why she avoided people. Scorn started to reacquaint itself with her mind and she saw the absurdity in the child's answer. Who would want to give something like that up to Robin Hood anyway? She thought with detest. "By the way.. That dress is rather flattering," The dryad flushed red and her hands flung up to her burning face, she felt like screaming all the anguish she had inside of her or scorching her mind of the words that seemed to be on constant repeat. This wasn't what she truly thought, it was Robin Hood trying to make her go insane to the point where she would give up or give in. So, She tried to focus on wrapping her mind around the middle bit of the conversation she had just heard, I just have to sacrifice something to the cursed ob
ject then? Olesya remembered the gloved hands, the beautiful sword and the leather book. Maybe the leather book holds his secrets. If I had that I would be able to figure out what I need to sacrifice and how.
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This town was interesting to say the least. His boots continued to clack on the roof shingles and one even broke under his foot. He caught the pieces before they tumbled to the streets below and he somewhat fixed it back in place by shoving it under another loose shingle. He rubbed the back of his head and sighed. This was going to be a long day if he couldn't figure out what exactly he needed. Maybe the locals would know something of the lamppost. He slid his way down the next roof and landed on a brick fence where he noticed a man had been taking out eh garbage to the butchery. Their eyes locked and the young man opened his mouth to say something. Riku's eyes widened and he quickly brought his index finger up and pressed it to his lips, not wanting the man to say a word. He hissed when the back door opened again and a young lady stepped out. He panicked and made a mad dash for the next roof. He bounded off the brick wall and managed to snag the ledge to the next roof before he pulled himself up. He quickly darted across the next few rooftops and came to a stop when some information was introduced to his ears.
"You know, I heard that when he purifies the town we won't age. I heard that when he purifies cursed areas the people inside get to go along with their lives as if the curse never existed. We get another chance, Savanna."
He stopped and slid down the roof until he was closer to the two girls. They seemed to know something about purification, then again, humans always had some kind of theory for the purification. He laid himself down flat so that the girls wouldn't see his shadow. He had to listen to whatever they were saying. He bit his lip, unsure if that would even happen here. It was a rare chance, but it came at a very high price to the people and to the one who purified the town. He continued to listen to the girls talk about how they would need to sacrifice something they had that was pure. He sighed and shook his head. Not you... You don't give up anythi-
His thoughts were cut short when one of the girls said she would give up her virginity and the other argued that she was better suited. Immediately Riku's face flushed bright red and he had to cover his mouth with his hand to stop himself from making a noise. They weren't even.. he wouldnt... they.. he.. that was.. Even his hand couldn't stop the small noise that escaped his lips. It sounded like a cross between him squeaking and making a noise of disapproval. He lost his grip on the roof and tumbled down the shingles before he reached his hand out and snagged the end of the roof, keeping him from falling near the two girls. He had no clue this is what the people thought about this kind of thing. He struggled to pull himself up but managed to do so and he pulled out his leather book and the piece of onyx. He quickly scribbled down notes on what he heard and then more about how he might be able to purify the village itself. He bit his lip and shook his head. Humans are so weird...
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Although Olesya felt superior to the humans and thought that they were problematic creatures with bad fortune following them everywhere, she couldn't help her naive human half. How was she supposed to take his leather book? She knew that waltzing up to him and asking for it wasn't going to work and she knew that if he saw her approach he would assume that she was crawling to him for help. Of course it was absurd notion, but she didn't expect Robin Hood to know any better. She pondered on this thought for a second before coming to the conclusion that stealing his leather book wasn't considered seeking help from the impostor. Yes, she would steal it, though there still laid the matter on how and where. The young dryad had, in a sense, stolen before but she had never stolen an item off of someone. Bread, sitting on a counter or on display, was easy to take. While the Baker's back was turned she would simply sneak in and take a loaf, leaving coins where the loaf had laid. Stealing a small leather book off of someone seemed quite a bit more difficult. Robin Hood seemed to cause her more trouble than she cared to have.
While Olesya still stood in the shadows, the girls now out of sight, she glanced up at the roof above her. Nothing was to be seen but she could have sworn she had heard some sort of rustling a moment ago or caught an unusual shadow lingering in her peripheral vision. She had been lost in thought, but as she blinked back into reality she realized that something unusual had taken place above her. Common Sense whispered in her ear and told her that it was just a silly cat bathing on the roof, but Curiosity nudged her, saying that it was something more, something that wanted to be discovered and found, while Logic told her that it could have been something or nothing but a bigger problem weighed on her shoulders. Logic was correct, of course, but Olesya couldn't stop the curiosity that seemed to prick her interest.
From the shadows of the roof in question, the girl quickly scurried unseen to the opposite side of the road and into the shadows of the building parallel. From here she could hardly see anything. She was short in stature and the building was tall in altitude. From the place she stood and the angle her eyes met the roof, she couldn't see anything. She needed to find Robin Hood and not dwell on the occupant of the roof. Though, where was Robin Hood? She needed to find him before sun down, which didn't seem like a difficult task considering the time of day, however, she wanted to observe his moves in case there was anything note worthy, and find an opening to steal his leather book along the way. Maybe, just maybe, she could kill two birds with one stone.
Instead of residing in the shadows, she could bask in the sun. Instead of hiding, she could out smart everyone and be invisible without the help of the shadows. Instead of being hated and looked down upon, she would be so high and mighty that hatred wouldn't see her. A sly smile lit her face. Still gazing up at the roof, she wondered how safe it would be to walk on but the thought wasn't given much thought as she wondered how she would get up to the roof in the first place. Maybe there were some crates near the side of the building she could climb on or - the air around her felt thick. Whispers on the road in front of her grew louder and louder, taking the place of normal conversations. This was all too familiar, not just the whispers but the burning gazes on her persona. Dark eyes dropped from the roof and onto the people around her. They had spotted her in the shadows and now whispered about her presence. The fleck in her eyes flickered as her pearly black eyes grew dull. There was no way she could climb on the roof without being seen and noticed.
Olesya emerged from the shadows and looked past the humans. The air of superiority radiated off of her but she could still feel the way their eyes made her feel diminished. She straightened her posture and threw up her chin and walked down the road. The whispered grew louder as she walked away and she knew that they would turn into conversations. She could already hear some of them manifest, "There she goes. That useless dryad hybrid. She is nothing like Robin Hood. She keeps to herself and looks down upon us. She probably doesn't care if we die or not. She probably is counting down the days until our century is up. That ungrateful child." Olesya ignored these comments as she walked down the road. They hurt but she wouldn't show it. They hurt but she was already accustomed to the feeling. No words could ever hurt her. She tuned out the rest of the whispering happening all around her and thought of a way to find Robin Hood. She ruled out the possibility of climbing the roof tops.
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Sorry for a lame post. My brain isn't working correctly right now. Next weekend should be better for me.
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Riku sighed and crossed his legs from where he was perched on the front edge of one of the buildings. He looked down and noticed that there was a large crowd under him. He blinked and watched as the girl from before emerged from the shadows and had actually walked past the humans. His eyes widened and he listened to what they were saying. They were rather hurtful towards her and glorified himself. He found that truly disgusting. The heroes from before were insulted and beat. They were the ones who should have waited for the humans' last year to live. They should have just let them all die, but they didn't. They found a way out of the cursed zone and found the dryad queen before their year was up. They, the four heroes, basically saved a whole other race. A race that despised them and everything they were because of something that happened when they weren't even born.
He sneered down at the human group before he stood on the roof and scowled. "Seriously? Seriously you bunch of people? You would berate her for being a half breed who has done nothing when she knows not even what to do? DO you realize you are doing exactly as the humans before you did to the Four Heroes? Do you? They were beat and berated and told that they were nothing! They were nothing to the humans of their time. They were lower than dirt and you know what they did? THEY.SAVED.THE.HUMANS. The same humans that were telling them they were nothing at all. And here you are telling her the exact same thing they were told. Even Robin Hood has a limit. Even the Heroes had a limit. You know nothing of what they went through, what we went through when we first discovered this curse was happening all over again."
He growled at them, wanting to take his sword and drive it through a couple of them and leave them by the cursed ob
ject to show them that they relied on him and other half breeds to even fix it. He rubbed his temples, his eyes changing color. From the bright neon green to a dark bloody red. His lips twisted up into a wicked grin and he put his hands on his hips.
"You are having some issues with us."
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The autumn air blew; a fast and cold gush of wind snaked through the stunted buildings that towered over the young dryad hybrid willing her back the way she came. Her raven black hair twisted in the wind, her curls fluctuated, the dark ringlets tightened and loosened making her hair look like a stormy black sea. Her overcoat flapped against her scarlet dress that seemed to dance around her legs. She had stopped in her tracks and brought an arm up to shield her face against the abrupt gale. The wind nipped at her nose and her cheeks turning them a light pink and her eyes felt the need to water to insure that they wouldn't dry out. However, just as fast as the wind had came, it quickly ceased.
The ruckus that had sparked due to her presence seemed to be washed away by the gale and caused the street to hush. She turned and looked back down the road the way she came. Olesya was far enough away from where she had hidden to hear what was happening but close enough to see the silhouette of someone standing on the roof she had been curious about. The person who resided on the roof seemed to have captivated the residence on the street, for they seemed to no longer pay any heed to her. It was strange to see the townsfolk ignoring her presence. Although Olesya grew fond of standing in the sunlight without ridiculing words following her, she had never witnessed such a spectacle. Usually the people of the town loved to note how useless she was - she was the gossip of the town when she showed her face. But now? Now they ignored her and flocked to the figure standing on the roof. Fool, she thought, though she was grateful that the person had taken those hateful eyes off of her.
A small smile lit her face and there was no one around to witness it, for everyone on the street was now below the towering figure. They were drawn to the silhouette as if it was beckoning them forward and luring them against their will. Olesya, too, felt the pull of curiosity and allurement, though with much hesitation she found herself slowly walking towards the humans and the figure standing on the roof. She wouldn't get too close, just close enough to see the face of the strange person and not be recognized by the humans and afterwards she would tear herself of any lingering curiosity and find Robin Hood.
Slowly but surely, she had made her way back to the rooftop in question, though there was now a crowd of people who stood awestruck and dumbfounded by. They were so fascinated by the occupant on the roof that she doubted that she would catch anyone's attention. Still, she approached with care and trained her eyes to be attentive on the slightest movements in the crowd. Finally, when she had found a, more or less, obscure place to stand she followed the humans gaze up to the roof. As soon as her dark eyes locked onto the culprit she regretted feeling grateful to the figure and took back the gratefulness she had felt. Robin Hood, she scowled at him standing so high and mighty on the roof, though in an instant, her scowl melted and her eyebrows knitted together. Was that Robin Hood? He wore the same attire, had the same sword strapped to his back and had the same beautiful snowy hair but his eyes, they were no longer a chilly minty green, they were as red as her scarlet dress. Olesya was curious as to what was going on. Her spine danced at the sight of his mischievous grin.
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Riku looked down at the humans like they were the scum of the Earth. They dared to e mean to this other dryad when they should know that they are in fact the only things that can save them from this pitiful existence. He once again sat down on the roof edge, crossing his legs and his eyes glaring down at the people below. He had an itch to just run his beautiful onyx blade through them and just let them perish at the end of their time. He sighed heavily before he looked back down at them, not as hateful, but with as much menacing aura as he could put into a stare.
"You do know that there is no way to really get rid of this whole... situation without us right? Only Dryads, even half breeds, are the only people who can pass borders and get the necessary things to get rid of this." He sighed and let the whole situation soak in.
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2:04am Jan 1 2014 (last edited on 12:11pm Jan 2 2014)
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OoC;
It's okay! I gave you nothing to go off of. Happy New Years, by the way!!!! 2014, whoooh!
BiC;
Had she missed something when she first met him? Was there something about his eyes that her memory didn't care to remind her of? Olesya couldn't be too sure that her own eyes weren't deceiving her now. However, she was sure that the red gleam that shone in the sun and twinkled with detest and disgust were genuine, but she knew that they weren't the ones she remembered when she first met Robin Hood at the lamp post. It was entirely plausible that Robin Hood had a twin or a brother but with the words that flowed out of the boy's mouth, Olesya was instantly reminded of the Robin Hood who had teased her and challenged her at the lamp post. This red-eyed Robin Hood's words were exactly what she would expect of the green-eyed Robin Hood, though she pictured them more directed at her than his fan-based crowd.
Certain that the boy on the roof was the same boy she had met earlier, Olesya let out a loud yet short ha as she revealed herself to the crowd and to Robin Hood, "So, Robin Hood," Her voice was strong and steady as she spoke above the constant murmurs of the townsfolk, "If you have enough time to lecture these humans about breaking this godforsaken curse, then it seems to me that someone is getting a little cocky, don't you think?" The dryad hybrid made her way through the crowd - the mob of people easily peeled away and made her a path, curious as to what foolish thing the shunned yet feared dryad would say. Olesya waltzed up to where Robin Hood sat perched on the roof and looked up from beneath his shadow.
Against the crisp and vibrant blue sky Robin Hood looked like he belonged. His light blue jacket melted in with the mixture of colors that painted the world above them; his dark jeans was a shadow that sat crookedly on the roof; and his snowy locks were the passing clouds as the wind blew. Almost everything about him seemed pristine and holy - she expected nothing less from the Savior - that Olesya couldn't help but smirk and narrow her raven black eyes at the curious boy, "I wouldn't let your guard down too much, Robin Hood, for before you know it this town would become purified by my hands and that smug smile of your would have to claim defeat and deny any rumor about being this so called Savior or Robin Hood and that you are no where as stupendous as the four saviors of the past and are in no way, shape or form an ancestor of those heroes." The short girl crossed her arms and stared at Robin Hood with her nose scrunched and her eyebrows knitted together. She would not lose to Robin Hood and she wouldn't let him taint the four saviors's name with his elusive purification.
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Riku, well his other half, Oni, looks down at the girl in the red dress. He smiled a bit and then let out a small chuckle. He didn't know what was funny until he realized what she wanted. She wanted to purify the village herself. He smiled down at her, not his normal smile, but his slightly more wicked grin. He began to chuckle which turned into a laugh and he fell back onto the roof, keeping himself on it though. He finally settled down after a minute and then look at the girl. He uncrossed his legs and placed his elbows on his knees, his hood had managed to snag on his head when he fell back and was now casting a shadow over his face. He smiled at her and reached into his jacket and pulled out his little leather book. He held it over her and flipped it open to a page that looked like it had just been weritten on, not even that long ago.
"Oh? You think you can do it? I already have the answer. What exactly the little lamp is. What exactly has to be done and what shouldn't be done at all. How long this would take adn how long it would take to get everything. Most of this stuff is hard to get... Especially this one ingredient." He snapped the book closed and put it back in his inner pocket. "Now tell me... who's really going to purify this little village?" His face was completely serious.
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Laughter exploded from the roof and rumbled down the walls to reach the people standing below. The quirk of his smile irked the young dryad and his abrupt laughter made her cringe with detest. She truly despised this Robin Hood and if her hatred hadn't bustled with life before, it was now thriving in the high and mighty attitude that Robin Hood was emitting profusely. There truly seemed to be no restraint on how far this boy would go to make a scene or ridicule a person. Irritation rubbed restlessly against her.
Suddenly, though, that irritation turned into a impulsive sense of curiosity when the sight of the small leather book appeared in the hands of Robin Hood. If there were any doubt she felt towards this Red-eyed Robin Hood then all of it was erased with the sight of the booklet. Suddenly eager for Robin Hood's words, Olesya stood patiently awaiting for the foolish Robin Hood to spill all of his secrets. Her dark eyes watched his swift moves as he flipped through the pages, finally flipping to one he was satisfied with.
However, the words he spoke weren't the ones she had been hoping for. They left her cold and filled with hatred. Although she would benefit from the word choices he chose to prove her challenge void, now wasn't the time for her to be elated with the new information she received. Filing his words to the back of her mind, this dryad hybrid stood still for several moments. It was true that Robin Hood had more insight on the cursed ob
ject than she would ever become familiar with, however, would be be so cocky if he had that notebook?
She scoffed, "Robin Hood," she declared as if she would be prosecuting him, "you are no different than the humans and the words you just spoke prove it." She snuck a peek at the eavesdropping humans that stood eagerly behind her; looking at the two dryads with suspense as if this was all but a mere act. Sharp black eyes tried to pierce the strange red ones that now looked at her with a sudden seriousness, "Telling me what I can and cannot do, taking me as a joke, undermining me and diminishing me," She needed to find a way to steal that notebook before he could obtain the so-called ingredients. "You have done nothing less since this morning and I have done nothing less than accuse you of falsely proclaiming the name of Robing Hood, though it seems that I am right. You are no Robin Hood, it looks to me that you resound perfectly with these humans." How would she steal the notebook though? She had found Robin Hood, so would she just have to shadow him until night fell and then take it from him while he slept? "Tell me, Sherlock, what makes you think that I won't be able to purify this town? You don't even know me." Her words were filled with disgust and hatred and her eyes gleamed with a challenge.
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