Rogue in the Streets

[mavrick]

Together they strode prideful of their positions in the military, Falron Mavrick next to his commanding officer MeRyk. The sun rose outside the mountain over the grand city of Feuergeist; its brilliant reds signaling the bloodshed of the previous night. They traveled in the portion of the city outside of the mountain’s protective rocks with the sun’s rays creating a marvelous hue blanketing the setting and its people. Common people walked about starting their normal routines while soldiers and enlisted men rushed to arrive at training, meetings, or strategy sessions relatively on time considering most men had already reported to their commanding officers and instructors. Additionally, two young boys played ball with a woven leather ball made most probably by their mother. They looked to be brothers of some draconic form of life considering their snake-like eyes and rough skin which sat on the redder side of the flesh spectrum. Their leather ball crossed the two military men’s path. Falron made no recognition as one boy succeeded in chasing after their play-thing while the other abruptly stopped to make way for the continuing stride of military uniforms.

Mavrick stole a glance at his commander; he wondered if MeRyk was in the mood to talk this morning considering the trouble he was most likely with Lord of Fire. The young soldier decided to chance it. “Permission to speak, sir.” Falron listened as it was permitted before continuing. “When do you figure it will be right to report to Fire Lord Hito. After all, don’t you think that woman has messed with him enough yet? We don’t want to exactly get on his bad side just yet, right?” A low chuckle from deep within his throat rumbled quietly just enough for Falron and maybe even Lord MeRyk to catch.

They continued to walk in the streets between fruit stands and weathered homes. With a quick hand, Falron snatched two strips of smoked jerky. Of course the tender had not noticed with his eyes too slow to catch a dragonite’s movements. A cocky smirk crossed the young dragonite’s long face with an accompanying gleam sparked within his yellow-mixed-with-blue orbs.

[MeRyk]

Wilhelm MeRyk glided in perfect sync with his comrade Mavrick, openly showing off his handsome features and military pride. On his rough featured face a cold smirk danced up to the fine wrinkles that defined his pale cheeks and greenish-gold eyes. His thoughts tracing the most recent events in his head, his capture of the beautiful enchantress Ivalia and his bought of immature fun of tempting the Lord of Fire with her unending beauty. His lust for a woman outmatches his lust for his country…MeRyk thought with a hint of solid amusement. A small chuckle escaped his tight lips as he began to take in the surrounding features of the flaming city. The morning light began to accent the rough edges of the city and life began to spring from the small crevices in the mountain fortress. MeRyk noticed a set of boys, the future of the Fire Nation, playing happily in their path. He acknowledged the boys with an amused smirk and watched the handmade object roll devilishly away from both of them, which one was more than happy to chase. He yelled playfully in the sprinting boy’s direction in a gruff yet rather smooth voice;

“Young-man I would kindly be more careful upon whose path you cross, next time you may not be so fortunate as to meet ones such as kind as us!”

He laughed openly, and turned toward the walking Mavrick. The morning was pleasant for Wilhelm, he was considering stopping in to see the Fire Lord Hito and asking him how his gift was treating him…he enjoyed rousing the Lord, especially if it involved women. The Lord was a sinful man and he enjoyed his fair share of the ladies, MeRyk would not deny that he himself enjoyed the presence of a woman every so often, but the Lord was known for his promiscuous behavior and Wilhelm thought he would accentuate and distract him from his duties, in an effort to throw him off…

Finally Mavrick’s words touched the ears of MeRyk… “Permission to speak, sir.” The formal speech of such an officer made him turn his head and look directly into the dragonite eyes of his comrade. “Permission granted Mavrick…”, he managed to grumble out before Falron started to let his tongue loose upon him. He listened intently among the silence of the early morning. When he was finished MeRyk responded almost instantly, his pugnacious manner shinning thru.

“Meeting with the Fire Lord is coming surely, that I where I plan to make my next stop, No woman could ever mess with him enough, trust me Mavrick, he is a sly one, and we have to be just as such…I have probably upset him enough with that horrendous Earth incident already, he probably has the whole Earth Kingdom breathing down upon his neck… The woman should calm his nerves if anything…” He grinned openly with his friendly words to Mavrick. “And I can assure you, there is more…” Chuckling along with low laugh of Falron they continued to walk in the Fire Military Barrack’s general direction passing the many merchant stands of the early morning market.

O.O.C. I named him, I realized he did not have a first name, and I felt he did in fact need one to show a softer side of himself... It is Wilhelm if you did not notice... I may modify him a bit yet, I am not very happy with the power choice...

[Promise Broken]

<sup>The young elfish maiden hugged her thin body as hidden emotions threatened to overtake her confused system. Her heart was so cold, so hard and made up of stone. She'd conditioned it that way, and it almost seemed as if time itself was trying to break the very molds she had fought so hard to create.

Damn all nations and their stupid pride. What crime had she commited at this moment that would give her cause to be so condemned to this torturous venture? True enough, Kaji had proved hospitable, but it was that very hospitality and open generousity that haunted her, that spurred her morality and seized her judgement. He impaired her--her and her talents, her gifts. Her illusion could not work if she did not believe in it, and her half-hearted attempts did no good.

She sighed, wondering if she'd done right in leaving unknowningly from his abode. Surely, he did not expect her to fully trust him, and trust him she didn't. She'd seen how easy it was to acknowledge his gestures and kind face, and that was what set her mind into a confused tumble. She just wanted to be rid of him. And rid of him she was... well at least for the immediate moment. She was still in the city of Fire with only a little direction to go on. She needed to reach the outer gates--where the city ended and the world began. It would be a matter of trial and error, and a dangerous one at that if she was not careful.

She raised her head, looking up with sad eyes as she stared out of the ally that she currently crouched in. The morning shadows were scant but with her abilities she twisted the minds of those around her to see little more than a lowly begger huddled in the dark. For once in her life, she felt real fear... a real aprehension to exactly what was transpiring about her. It had appeared to her that Kaji had not truly known why she was aprehended, and being as she herself had no clue, it almost imprinted her with omitted guilt. She could not help but feel the impending emotion, as if she'd done wrong even in her obvious innocence.

She sook her head, dropping her illusion as she stood. She bore a thin black cloak around her revealing bodice, but it did little good against the mountain air, and she quickly wished she'd not discarded the Lord's petticoat so swiftly. She sighed, drawing a cold haggard breif and crept to the ally's mouth. It was mid-morning, and the streets were reletively packed, providing her some comfort in her ability to blend.

Still her elegance and beauty betrayed her with the ebony locks, so full and conditioned, along with a faultless copper complexion that accented her bright amber eyes. She still stood out, and drew the eyes of young men, still unbound by moral or marriage. She ducked her face, and did not smile, did not meet their eyes. Her eyes were the source of her power, and they could hold any man's attention if they so desired. And attention was the last thing she wanted.

... still, it found her.




She lingered from cart to cart, pretending to observe, but finding much more interest in glancing at faces and scaffolds. She felled, cornered, and blocked in and when THE voice hit her recognition she felt a touch of anger, a hint of fear, and a dousing chill of ice course through her blood.

"The woman should calm his nerves if anything… And I can assure you, there is more…”

She knew that voice, and didn't even have to look at the face. She could remember it. The burning fire around her, the greedy hands of an unknown man holding her back, fighting and overpowering her, shackling her for crimes she didn't understand. She remembered...

Like an animal, she reacted--pulling her magic around her, she foolishly put most of her energy in the sheild fighitng to become nothing, as she swiftly turned her back and ducked back into a second ally. The unknown streets confused her, and she cursed herself for her mistake...
... she'd raised her eyes, and found the face--MeRyk's face. She knew not his name, but knew his crime well, and was smart enough to attempt to avoid him. Her rage began to overpower her fear, and she began to passionately hate that man that had thrown her into this untamed world. If she had power enough, she would harm him, hurt him, mutilate him, destroy him. But her strong will did not match up with her non-physical abilities, and thus it would be unwise to let irrational wrath overrun judgement.

She stuck to flight, soon feeling confident that she had turned enough corners, she slowed back to the walk, finding a closed end, where she could rest and catch her breath.
She didn't know if the officer had acknowledge her... she prayed he had not.</sup>

[mavrick]

Observing those around him, the children, the merchants, the animals, Falron Mavrick walked steadily forward in step with his commander Wilhelm MeRyk. He listened carefully to his mischievous words with a wry smirk smacked across his elongated face. “Of course there is. But, sir, is it not wise to keep the Fire Lord’s trust. I do not mean to question you, but I must wonder how we know where the line is.” Cat-like eyes followed the dust of the street to the marketplace in front of them. Noticing another couple of soldiers passing by – most likely on their way to the training grounds – Mavrick wondering how his twin was faring within the Fire nations military influence. He’s too kind to survive for long under a commanding officer’s rule let alone the Fire Lord’s ultimate command. Falron could not help himself but laugh at his brother’s flaws as a soldier. In his mind, his brother Arcite was not made to be a soldier of the Fire nation.

It was then during his pondering that Falron was unexpectedly interrupted by a surprising copper-toned face in the crowd. He watched nonchalantly from an angle as she took on the expression of a sort of shock almost like a deer in the head lights look. Her hesitation allowed Mavrick to let loose a few extra words. “Sir, isn’t that the woman?” The young dragonite gestured towards the crowd to their left. With a word, the dragonite prepared to take her when she took off running. Instantly, he began the chase into the alleys and upon the rooftops of the city while in his humanoid form. Due to his speed granted by his heritage and race, Falron soon caught up with the enchantress Ivalia. Following her from the rooftops, he watched as she stopped to catch her breath. Moving ahead of her, he found his seat on top of the wall which blocked her progression forward. Quietly he watched and waited. The soldier hoped his commanding officer had pursued the chase from behind while he had worked to cut her off.

ooc: Yea.... it's not the best.... not much muse at the moment, but I wanted to get something up just in case I can't get on later.... if I'm back with something better before anyone replies, I'll modify.... if not, don't worry about and please continue ;D