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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/7/2017 10:30:28 PM
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[i]Being roughly five o'clock, it wasn't in the middle of the night, yet Rose would succeed thanks to the darkening skies and the rush of the Trayvens to find warmth within the Dojo's walls, alongside her stealthier approach. She would remain unnoticed as the Trayven convoy would enter the Dojo, the doors welcoming the army's small numbers and the proud horses that accompanied the carriages embarking into the Dojo. She would have to get inside.[/i]
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Inside, she proceeded on foot. The girl was determined for answers and revenge, she didn't care for the rest. Sprinting every now and then, she was well enough in shape to keep up, using short cuts and alleys to follow the convoy further in.
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[i]The convoy would eventually come to a halt, as two of it's passengers would head inside, accompanied by guards. The only people that didn't head in were the wagon's masters, and two young adults..[/i] "Niki, you know that we can't go in-" "So what, it'll be fine.." [i]A male and a female, looking aa if they were a pair of arguing twins. Their hair was combed, yet maintaining a silver glare, the girl's hair reaching down to her shoulders. Both wore purple and white uniforms, and were unarmed as well. They seemed important.. but they weren't, either.[/i]
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Watching them for a bit, those two could be her ticket inside. If not, she would find another way.
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[i]The two that would enter were seemingly with the council, while the two youths seemed to be practicing in the courtyard next to the Dojo's great building. Taking one hostage, or persuading one, would be an opportunity, or simply beating the hеll out of them too.[/i]
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She couldn't risk beating them, and taking a hostage would cause problems. What would work the best was trying to persuade them.
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[i]Rose's best opportunity came when the two had split, leaving only the girl. The male twin seemed to have been returning soon, so now was the time to go.[/i]
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She took her chance walking towards the girl. Somehow she needed to convince her, somehow...
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[i]Soon, the young woman would notice Rose as she approached. She could have been twenty, judging from her appearance. She waved a little, looking about slightly.[/i] "Hey.. you aren't with the council meeting, are you?"
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"No, but I was wondering how I could join up with you're groups militia or army or whatever it is?" For the love of god she hoped it would work...
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"Oh, the Trayvens. I doubt that my sister, Freya.. or well, half-sister, is really available right now. Council stuff.. I could take you to an officer, though, if you're still interested. Oh, or I could get Freya to come. Not Isabella though, she'd make some rude jokes.." [i]Freya and Isabella Trayven were both briefly mentioned by the one returned thief, but that was it. Now it was a guessing game of who committed the acts.[/i]
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Edited by Frigid_Jackal_: 11/9/2017 1:24:27 AMShe couldn't tell who, but for now she went along with it all. "If you think bringing the Freya woman is the best choice, go ahead. I'm just hoping to make it in." Rose shrugged, acting innocent for now.
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"Mm.. okay, be right back." [i]Soon, the young girl would return with her sister, Freya Trayven. Freya wasn't as intimidating as one may have thought her to be, and although she only had a dagger kept at her waist.. Rose could feel that something was wrong, as if the air had changed direction, or it had become darker. It was not Freya herself, but something upon her..[/i] [i]Freya[/i]: "-Ma'am, I.. take that you were interested in meeting me? Forgive me if I seem bothered.. already, conflict's broken out."
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Rose gave a slight bow, a small dip in her head as greeting. So this was Freya. "Forgive me for bugging you then, if there's conflict, then I don't want to distract you from it." Going for this, she hoped she could guilt Freya a bit. "If you stay though, I was inquiring on how to join you're ranks."
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"No, it's alright. And joining.. If you don't mind, will you be available tomorrow? Likely at the garrison in the Dojoville. I don't mind another pair of boots on the ground, and I do thank you for it, but.. the current situation is distasteful, at the time." [i]If Rose sought to leave and follow Freya's instructions.. well, it would be a good idea to at least get a look at Isabella, speak for a few minutes or less.[/i]
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"I'll get on that. Could I ask what's the standard expected aside from usual military doctrine?" She tried to keep the conversation going, hoping her chance at seeing this Isabella would show.
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"Well.. certainly don't be late for training. Since you are a recruit, you will be training with the officers for some time, though.. ...We can skip that, if you like. You seem to be beyond simple training, to say the least." [i]Freya smiled a little, at that.[/i] "Armoring will be awaiting you once you are promoted. If you have any abilities, I can lead you to a Libertas tend and get you a Libertas to both boost yourself and enable your powers in the barrier. Civilians are not to be harmed, nor are prisoners of war.." [i]Odd, since one thief had turned up without a hand and branded. Perhaps Freya was trying to keep her composure.[/i] "...That should be it. Standard things. I think you'll fit in nicely, though I should catch your name.."
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"Asami Vernal, or just Vernal, I hate my first name." She grinned, internally she flared with anger at the mention of prisoners of war. "Wish I had abilities though, metalmancy has always interested me. But that'll never happen most likely." She shrugged then, acting cheery. "And yeah, I can handle myself. I don't carry this weapon for no reason-" She patted her gladius, attached in a sheath on her right leg. In truth it wad far more than just a simple short sword.
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[i]Freya would study the weapon for a few seconds, before nodding in approval.[/i] "Hmm. Niki could help with the metalmancy, whenever she has the spare time. Glad to meet you though, Vernal. I suppose that I will be seeing you tomorrow?"
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"If it means some kind of cool power and a shot at making money again, since my last job got squished by artillery, then yeah, I'll be here tomorrow." She beamed then, a truthful one, not excited for working for the people she hated, but metalmancy? Hell yeah.
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"Good, then." [i]Freya would depart, soon enough, for the council.[/i] ((Timeskip? I'll have Niki help Rose with everything, since the outcome of the council is unknown.))
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(Yessssssssssssssssssssssssh)
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((Alright)) [i]In the morning, Rose would find an opportunity to continue her plan: the garrison's gateway opened, as the young woman from before would walk out, passing the barrier as she then waited for.. someone. Likely, Rose. Rose hadn't caught her name, but it seemed like she would be helping.[/i]
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Deciding now was a good time, Rose went to meet with the woman.
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[i]As Rose would approach, the silver-headed girl would look up, giving her a slight wave. Up close, her features were a little more distinguishable than from the night before. She was pale - pretty in a regal manner, but pale, her body maintaining a certain thinness, certainly not with athleticism backing it. She was bounded within violet and white robes, while a yellow-gold lion rested upon the back of the article of clothing. Lime green eyes studied Rose as she approached, as she then stood and delivered a bow.[/i] "Good morning, my lady. You are Lady Vernal, yes?" [i]In her hands was an odd circular object, with a dark ink-like substance within, accompanied by a sharpened pen object.[/i]
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"Yeah, I am. Was told to find you about getting a gift." She looked up, Rose's own features seemed a lot sharper now, a strong jaw accompanied a chiseled face, short pixie cut hair and silver eyes. Internally, she was eager beyond comparison to get metalbending, she couldn't deny that it made her so ecstatic she could forget the past wrong doings from the group, but she knew she couldn't, her friends where mutilated and tortured, and that wasn't something she would forget.
