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Her eyes narrowed upon him. She was not amused.
"Well, it'd be easier to eat someone out here than in a city, that's for sure, wolf-boy." She siad, giving his chest a poke before glancing down at her dress and sighing. Part of her didn't want to get out of it just yet. There was something about a wedding dress that was.. she didn't know, exciting.

"Maybe we'll try that later, when we get near a city.. for now.." and she stood up and RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP. She ripped the train of her dress off, and began to work at tearing off the lenght of her skirts. Tossing the white fluffy remains of her skirts and train aside, she turned back to Connor with a grin, hands to her hips.

"There, much better." Now the skirt was to her knees with tatters all about. She still looked very muhc like the remnants on a bride running from a war zone, but hey, now she could travel.
"Now.. do you know which way the next town is? Perhaps there we can pay some coin to get ourselves some better traveling gear, cause currently.." she pointed down to the torn remains of her dress. "This is all the items I've got to my name."
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"Psht." He watched her get up, still amused. He seemed to constantly be in some state of amusement. It was as if he saw everything as a game in a way. As she tore up her dress, he admired her lack of vanity. He found it interesting and funny.

Connor chuckled a little at what she said, standing up as well. "Pay? Who needs to do that when they have quick hands?" It was a more joking comment than anything, though he didn't plan on paying for everything. "As for the town, It's through this forest and a bit east. I have a friend near there, too. And..." He glanced at her bare feet. "You can have my shoes if you need them, you know."

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Angel gave him a glance about his quick hands comment, pulling her skirts a bit .. er.. lower, as if she got a second meaning out of it. He was a boy, anyway, and most men would take a look at her and see a pretty face, boobs and legs (though the boobs then legs, first). But then as he offered her his own shoes? She stared over at her pair that he held and smirked.
"Oh? You want me to wear your boots so you have an excuse to wear my heels?" she jested. Then with a shrug of her shoulders she stated simply, "I should be fine for now, but thanks for the offer. One of us would have to go bare foot anyways." And she stared down at her shoes. "Since those things are impossible to walk in." And she turned from him and stared out into the forests with a sigh. "I suppose we should get going." She pressed her lips together. "Do you know how long it will take?" Afte rall, how long would it take for the news to spread there was a run away bride?

Or.. more likely the stories will say she was kidnapped.
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Connor didn't notice her pulling her skirts down. He snickered at her comment about the heels. "Of course.", he said sarcastically. He liked her sense of humour. Too many people got their skirts in a bunch over the way he jested about things. He nodded in reply to her answer. He had no idea how difficult it was to walk in heels, but he would take her word on it.

"Oh, a few hours." Meaning to him, three if they were lucky. It was close, fortunately. He knew that the news would spread fast, and that they'd seen his face. He cursed himself for showing his face. Now his reputation was stained beyond repair in Ketra. Just another city on the list of those he couldn't go to easily any longer. While he thought, he began walking.

"Out of curiosity, I have to ask; why did you run away? Was he old and smelly?" The question was accompanied with an amused glance.

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As they walked, Angel found more flowers in her hair and cursed, and worked at pulling them out, though at his question, she paused to look back at him from over her shoulder with a long face.
"Isn't it obvious?" she made a face. "A marriage has an entirely different meaning for a lady over a man, and I ain't ready to settle down into something like that. Feels like they're trying to keep me down with a bloody collar, and I'm no dog."
And with that, she turned back around and kept on walking, huffing as she felt herself getting riled up over the memory. Yes, she'd rather not think of it. Best to put that part behind her.
You know, until someone found a woman in a wedding dress traipsing through the woods... then she might have to confront such a question again.
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Connor nodded, and for once he didn't make a smile in reply. Not in the sense of marriage, but he knew how that was. Goddamn awful, it was. It made him feel better for helping her out of the city. Nobody deserved to have their life written out for them in stone. He decided to change the subject.

"So, do you know any magic? You look at least part Serenian is why I ask."

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"Magic?" She gave a casual shrug and shake of her head. "Not that I'm aware of anyways. If I did, I wish I had fire power, or some sort of power, maybe the ability to fly or blend into shadows. Then I would have been away from this all a long time ago."
THough the truth of it was, she wouldn't. Her life wasn't that bad. Just.. her fate of being married.... was. Then turning to him, she eyed him over. "I'm guessing you're only magic is your ability to shift? Into what did you say, a jackal or dog or something?" Of course she said it wrong to tease him, and just wanted to get that sort of response, as she turned away with a smile, her steps becoming a bit lighter as she went.
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He shrugged. Compared to his, her life was probably a dreamboat. Not that he had anything wrong with what he had, but he was far from rich by any standards. It was only through luck and wit that he'd gotten this far while still having enough to eat.

He chuckled. "A dog? No, a wolf. And no, that isn't my only magic. I can do a little with fire, too."

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Angel raised a brow at him. "Oh, is that so?" she'd have to keep a mental note of that for later.
"So what do you do for a living anyway? I mean, where's your family? Won't they worry about you if you're escorting me through the wilderness, or.." she paused to consider. "Do you live on your own?" She hadn't a lot of experience with cut throats or thieves, so she was a bit naive in that territory.
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"Mmhm." He hoped she wouldn't put too much stock into it; it was more for distracting and showing off, after all.

He decided to avoid the 'what do you do for a living' question altogether. Connor didn't feel like answering that one at the moment. The part about his family worrying about him was accompanied by a light chuckle. "I live on my own. My parents live in Serendipity; or last time I checked they did. Pa's in jail, Ma's probably sleeping to prepare for her...night job." He didn't mind showing Angel the reality of his life, no matter how foreign and bad it may seem to her.

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As naive as she was (or could be) she understood it pretty quickly what he meant.
"Oh." and she turned away, just leaving it at that. "So.. you never answered me what you do." Figuring to change the subject from the odd family matter to something.. er.. else.
"Do you save all women in wedding dresses from their doom, or am I the only lucky one?"
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Connor was glad she wasn't naiive enough for him to have to explain the details. Regardless of how unafraid he was of the fact that his life wasn't ideal, it wasn't a walk in the park to explain it to someone who didn't understand. He replied shortly, "Odd jobs." It wasn't really a lie; he did indeed take on the occasional job when he could. He couldn't steal everything.

"Oh, you're the lucky one." He glanced at her with a smile. "I figured that somebody who crashed into two people within less than a minute would need some help," he teased her.

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Angel rolled her eye at his comment.
"Ha,ha, very funny Connor." She narrowed her gaze upon him, but even her scolding was in good fun. And Connor.. it sounded funny on her tongue. Perhaps she should stick to wolf-boy. She eyed him skeptically. "So what sort of odd-jobs do you do? No wait, don't answer that." She gave a displeasing bat of her eyes. "I can see more jokes about you saving a girl running away in her wedding dress being used until we beat that dead horse into the ground." Even still, she smirked and continued onward before halting and putting out an arm.
"Shh.. hey.. do you hear that?"

Another twig snapped.

"There it is again," she said in a hushed voice, crouching low. She peered over at Connor. "You don't think those guys are still after us, do ya?" And no sooner did she ask it did the bushes part infront of them and an old man carrying a stick full of dead, bleeding animals appear. In an instant, Angel though she saw the devil himself and let out a scream.

"God, it's a monster, RUN!" ANd she pushed Connor over and attempted to book it, only to find herself running into some little old lady as they both fell into the mud.

"Oh, Goodness!" the old woman cried, blinking as she sat up from where she had fallen over before placing a hand upon her chest. "Blessed me!" her eyes went wide. "What on earth are you doing out here in the woods all alone deary.. and heavens, in a tattered wedding dress!"
The old man stepped out from behind the bush and helped his wife to his feet, then turned to the girl and offered her a hand.

"Well, from the look of things, it seems you've got it pretty bad." He stared between both Connor and Angel and frowned. "Run into a bit of a bad spell at the alter?"

Angel cringed. "Er.. you could say that."

"Oh Harold, we ought to help them. Look at the poor dears." And she shook her head sympathetically. "Was the wedding today?" She turned to Connor, just noticing him now and putting out an arm as if to wish him to come forward so she could comfort him as she was comforting Angel, for Angel found herself in an awkward hug with the old lady. ANd she smelled.. funny. Like.. old lady.

"Yeah the wedding was, er, today, and we ran into a bit of a spill. Apparently one of my cousins owed money to some nasty men, and the entire wedding was ruined."

"Oh, blessed! Harold,"s he looked to him imploringly, then back to Connor and gasped. "Good heavens," her eyes went up and down his body. "Where is your suit?"

"Eleanor, Eleanor, now now, stop with the fifty questions. It looks like the pair of them had a rough day as it was. To think, to be attacked on your wedding day!"

Angel cringed at their sympathy, but what other choice did she have but to play along, and she gave Connor and uncertain look and shrug.

"Now, why dont' the two you come back with us? Get cleaned up and you can stay the night htere, where its' safe." ANd Harold gestured for the pair to follow. "Our cottage is up here.." and as they walked, he inquired, "Say, where the two of you headed anyway? Surely you've got some place safe to go?"

"Um..." Angel found herself at a loss of words, and looked over at Connor for answers.
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Grand Duke Calent Allarrick // Aella Coleridge // Blaith Harmond // Kella Harmond  // Hope Allarrick // Krah Mordeth // Mehtwald Allaen // Zannrick Austengarde // Katahnia Harmond // Jinai Rinstgate  // Leif Arrant // Dekka Blade  // Kentamin Dhelsbar  // Dahnny Quills  // Victoria Armani  // Ohna Waitsmith  // Jarrett L'isson  // Trest Arristaire  // Clayton "Jack-in-the-Box" Wilson // Cullen  //  Vels // Shay // Killian  // Fluke  // Mellesta // Danning // Petrin // Gavriella // Dornsley // Miersck // Aelith // Iyla // Angel // Ellarrah // Persea Ah'nikh // Phone // Jace // Ne'friss // Opus Dey // Lord Amalin // Ehvren // Narophne // Edward // Dehzrehn // Chase Vander // Valeska // Jayo //Layana // Rezvek // Red Sun // Harmanaija // Mirajah // Liana // Oska //Hay-gee // Beatrice // Ninn // Dao'bachpa //Pao'orha // Mae'leena // Davishire // Davina// Gemla // Hyathia //Thethysis // Urd // Missendria // Ina-herit // Feni'tat // Phen // Evelyn // Kell // Striker // Ithica // Connor // Vlint // The Gambler // Lord Aegis // Thomas // Quince // Althea // Vaeyna // Ihlsepar Asawa'eht // Krazxick // Djchastese // Katoma // Na'o // Moonlight // Bluesong //Caollette // Artemis // Arrick // Evetta //Jackal // Winston //Lenny // Anphis // Hebara //Ibra // Dre'hn // Veride // Arthund // Kao

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At her remark about the jokes, he smirked. All the better that he wouldn't have to explain that. He could only be glad that he wasn't in the position of his mother. Suddenly, he was stopped by her arm. He too listened carefully; although he couldn't imagine the bandits from on top of the hill had chased them this far, he didn't have time to say so.

Connor shrank away when she screamed, quite more startled from her reaction than the man in front of them. He'd seen too many hunters on his travels to be bothered. Apparently, she hadn't. Within moments he found himself staggering after being pushed. Gods, how many times had be been knocked over today? Probably still less than Angel. He didn't fall this time, though.

It took a moment for it to click; they thought they were married. Well wasn't that ironic. He let Angel answer the questions, as she seemed to have it on her own. He simply nodded when it was appropriate and tried to look lost and dejected. He returned Angel's glance quickly, giving a look that said 'I find this about as weird as you do'. But he did nod subtly back.

He quickly jumped to answering the question after Angel hesitated. "Serendipity...we have family there. From here we'll head north and stay with some relatives along the way."

It wasn't entirely a bad idea to try and make their way there. However, he wouldn't voice this until later. It was her escape, after all...no matter how bad she was at it.

"Thank you for your hospitality, we appreciate it more than you know." With that he flashed a charming, close-mouthed smile; best not show them he had sharp teeth. If possible, that could wait.

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Eleanor and Harold smiled at the pair, Eleanor sticking close to Angel, who was still looking over at Harold warily. It wasn't that she was afraid of hunters, he startled her that moment when he stepped out of the bushes, all cast in shadows and stuff, and thought he had been, well.. maybe one of those mean looking bandits, but the more time she spent with the pair as they walked towards their cottage home, the sillier she realized her thoughts had been.

The cottage was small and cozy, nestled in small clearing amongst the trees, and as she looked to the mossy roof, she turned back to Connor.
"If we play this up, maybe we can get some directions to the next town. I doubt my parents will know to look for me here," she whispered.

"Come on, inside," Eleanor said, opening the door and waiting for the pair of youngin's to enter. Angel forced herself to smile, and took a step into the dimly lit place. It smelled musty, and the dirt floor kept it cool, despite it being away ftom the majority of the shade of the forest. She glanced around. Seemed quaint enough, with furs and hides hanging along the wall, a few antlers used as coat racks here or there, and a table with some white daisies in water at it's center.

"There isn't much to our cottage, dearies, but if you're hungry, I can make us up a batch of rabbit stew."

At the mention of food, Angel felt her stomach rumbled.
"Yes, ugh, food sounds wonderful about now."

And Eleanor gestured to the house. "Go ahead and make yourselves at home. I'll get to cooking and the two of you can relax. THere's a wash basin in the back room. perhaps the two of you could use a bit of a wash?" she said with a chuckle. Angel's eyes brightened at the idea.

"Oh that sounds wonderful!" and as she moved to the back, Angel realized.. there was only one tub.

She inspected it carefully before looking at the flimsy partition, and to a smaller tub (or wash basin, rather) on the other side. There was obviously one for bathing, the other one to simply use to dip a wash clothe in to wipe up or wash one's face in the morning. Angel sighed.

"Well, looks like we'll be taking turns.." Angel began. She came from a large family, and had been used to having a few tubs on hand, so only spying one in a home was awkward for her at first, and as she was about to mention Connor could go first when Eleanor called through the wall.

"The pair of you can take your time in there! The rabbit will need time to season." and the old woman gave her husband a playful smile and chuckle. It has been years since they had young ones to entertain, and she was only thinking the bride and groom might want some... 'privacy' after their run from the alter. They were 'adults' now, and surely wouldn't need the likes of Eleanor and Harold to watch over them as they got cleaned up. Eleanor recalled how it was to be young, and whispered a few memories to her husband as they both worked at preparing the stew.

Angel only made a face, hissing as she realized the pair were now stuck int he back room together, assumign to be er.. 'bathing'. ANgel groaned.

"Hey look, I'll just stay to one side of the partition and you can stay on the other side and we should be fine." and she took a seat at the stool inside the room, sighing as she worked at pluckin ga few pesky rocks that had been clinging to the mud caked at the bottom of her feet and had be jabbing the soles of her feet for a time. "I mean we might as well humor them." She then added with a roll of her eyes. THen she turned to him, "Say, can you help me with these laces? I doubt I can get out of this thing unless I can get them loose." And she sighed again, putting her back to him.

Ugh, dresses.
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Connor nodded. It was true; an excellent turn of luck. They were in the middle of nowhere and fortunately so. He highly doubted they'd be looking in the graveyard yet or find the cart for a while. They were safe for now. It was a welcome feeling...even if they did think that he was married to Angel. The thought made him want to laugh outright. A poor thief, married to a rich girl; the most ridiculous thing he'd thought of in quite a while. 

When they reached the cabin, he glanced around. It was quite a nice place by his standards. The walls were adorned with furs, hides, and antlers. Hell, there was even flowers. Better than he'd ever had. He wondered to himself if he could have become a hunter rather than a thief. A quaint and unlikely idea.

Connor thanked Eleanor, smiling genuinely. Rabbit stew sounded delicious. He'd only eaten a roll all day, and that was lucky. Under the light leather armor he was skinnier than he wished he was. He was having a bit of a hard time lately. So much for turning it around in Ketra.

Connor caught on faster than she did to what the old woman was eluding to. It brought a mischievous smile to his lips and he followed after Angel into the back room, erasing it off of his face so she wouldn't see. He replied "of course" to her statement about the partition.

At her request he moved over to help with the laces. He began to loosen them with a surprisingly delicate touch. The truth was, he wasn't sure what he was doing exactly, but it seemed rather straightforward. He asked the question that popped into his mind.

"How do women breathe in these things, anyway?"

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Angel laughed as she felt the strings come loose and held the front of her dress against her with a hand. "We don't!" she tossed a smile his way when he was done and turned around. "Thanks." then she moved over to the bath tub, studying it a moment before glancing his way. "Do we really look that dirty that they expect us to bathe?" Then she looked at the mud all voer her and smirked. "Well.. I guess so." then looke dowen at her dress and all the stains, only laughing. "Well.."s he drew in a breath, looking over at him while givin ga shake of her head to brush her hair out of her eyes. "Guess it's time for YOU to get on the other side of the partition."s he said, a playful glint in her eyes. "It's not like we're really married so we could share a bath."
And she let just the strap of her dress slip down her shoulder to expose a bit more skin, knowing full well Connor would be looking. If anything, Angel was a horrible tease.
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He chuckled at her reply. She had a good sense of humour, he liked that. At least if she was going to hang around with him she'd be not too bad of a companion. As she turned around, he glanced downward a little but averted his eyes before he could stare.
He nodded vigorously at her comment about the dirt. He knew they looked filthy. It was somewhat amusing that she even asked.

The playful glint in her eyes was returned by a spark in his. He knew the game she was playing; he'd had it played before. It was amusing indeed. Deciding to make a play of his own he kept his eyes on hers, his mouth tilting into a smirk before he turned around and went to the other side of the partition. He sat down on a little stool that happened to be there, deciding to shed his leather armour ahead of time to be more efficient. Under it he had a plain black shirt and pair of pants. He took his shoes off, tossing them to the side.

"How's the bathwater, Princess? Warm enough for you?" He stretched and yawned.

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With the boy on the other side of the partition, it was time to get naked. Her white dress fell to the floor, pilowing at her feet, which she simply stepped out of and into the tub.
She made sure to make a loud, contented sigh as she sunk intot he waters.
They were cold, but it felt good to just lay there nad let the dirt begin to soak off.

So at his words, she smile with her eyes closed and leaned back, resting her feet agianst the lip of the tub and curled them.

"Oh, the water's fine. A little cold, actually,but perfect." she purred. "How's your water basin?"
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I ran the Connlaothian civil war. For more info, check out it's page here. The war has now turned into a 'Cold War' with it's plotting page found here. It's no longer a huge site wide event but the scars are there.

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Grand Duke Calent Allarrick // Aella Coleridge // Blaith Harmond // Kella Harmond  // Hope Allarrick // Krah Mordeth // Mehtwald Allaen // Zannrick Austengarde // Katahnia Harmond // Jinai Rinstgate  // Leif Arrant // Dekka Blade  // Kentamin Dhelsbar  // Dahnny Quills  // Victoria Armani  // Ohna Waitsmith  // Jarrett L'isson  // Trest Arristaire  // Clayton "Jack-in-the-Box" Wilson // Cullen  //  Vels // Shay // Killian  // Fluke  // Mellesta // Danning // Petrin // Gavriella // Dornsley // Miersck // Aelith // Iyla // Angel // Ellarrah // Persea Ah'nikh // Phone // Jace // Ne'friss // Opus Dey // Lord Amalin // Ehvren // Narophne // Edward // Dehzrehn // Chase Vander // Valeska // Jayo //Layana // Rezvek // Red Sun // Harmanaija // Mirajah // Liana // Oska //Hay-gee // Beatrice // Ninn // Dao'bachpa //Pao'orha // Mae'leena // Davishire // Davina// Gemla // Hyathia //Thethysis // Urd // Missendria // Ina-herit // Feni'tat // Phen // Evelyn // Kell // Striker // Ithica // Connor // Vlint // The Gambler // Lord Aegis // Thomas // Quince // Althea // Vaeyna // Ihlsepar Asawa'eht // Krazxick // Djchastese // Katoma // Na'o // Moonlight // Bluesong //Caollette // Artemis // Arrick // Evetta //Jackal // Winston //Lenny // Anphis // Hebara //Ibra // Dre'hn // Veride // Arthund // Kao

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Connor glanced up at the partition at her sigh, then began to wash his face with a cloth and water from the basin while waiting for use of the tub. Or, technically, he didn't really need to bathe in it. He could just run out later, change into a wolf, and go splashing through a river. But wouldn't that be suspicious? Too many stupid questions hanging on the edge of his mind, he almost rolled his eyes at himself.

"It's stunning. Now, I have a question for you. What do you think about heading north to Serendipity? I think you'd be hidden there for sure."

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