Re: Mini-Grand 5101 [Round 2: Medieval Village]
07-04-2011, 11:15 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by Solaris.
If any villager were around, they would see quite the oddity. Lying in the dark alley would be the largest bird any villager would have seen. Had anyone seen it, the first thing to come to mind would be how many days it would feed them. However, no villager was around to be shocked at the sleeping bird because no villager would dare come close to this dark alley, especially this close to the night.
Laying above the alley, watching down with it's yellow eyes is a cat. The only black cat in the village. As it went down to the bird who had appeared in it's usual quick and slick fashion, the feline meowed to the moon. Or at least that is what an onlooker would have seen. In reality the cat was calling someone, not just anyone, but a someone, a someone who is the reason why the alley is feared.
Had there been anyone around they would have seen a flash and some smoke come from the alley, they would have heard an indescribably dark sound. And then as they heard the first footstep hit the stone floor, they would have heard something that has no business being in that time, but that the someone could care less about.
Walking out from thin air, to a theme that she sees as made for her, with a single exception, was a tall, beautiful, and smirking woman, dressed completely in black with her hair as dark as the sky and flowing down wonderfully. Taking care to have each step as graceful as the last, The Witch walked down to the hurt bird spirit and ruffled it's feathers, rubbing the creature with her soft and perfect hands. The Witch stood up and with a snap of her fingers, she, her cat, and the bird were gone from the alley.
Diana only purrs in reply.
Still a bit woozy from being shot, Kekarie stands and looks around to find itself in a nice and cozy room. Standing on top of a rug and staring at the lady and cat who had been speaking moments before, Kekarie stares angrily about to charge.
The Witch however, ignored the attitude and gleefully lunged at the bird. "Aww, you are awake you cute thing, I noticed you were hurt so I made you a little something nice, here, it tastes great!" Procuring a mug of a hot and golden liquid from no where in particular and putting it in the birds direction.
After a few moments, the bird decided that with the cozy atmosphere and nice smell of the drink (and how pretty that lady was), was enough to trust her.
After Kekarie accepted and ingested the drink, The Witch smiled from ear to ear.
Feeling stronger than before and chipper, Kekarie stood up tall and began to turn to leave when, The Witch loosened her smile and sweetly said, "Stay."
And Kekarie did just that.
If any villager were around, they would see quite the oddity. Lying in the dark alley would be the largest bird any villager would have seen. Had anyone seen it, the first thing to come to mind would be how many days it would feed them. However, no villager was around to be shocked at the sleeping bird because no villager would dare come close to this dark alley, especially this close to the night.
Laying above the alley, watching down with it's yellow eyes is a cat. The only black cat in the village. As it went down to the bird who had appeared in it's usual quick and slick fashion, the feline meowed to the moon. Or at least that is what an onlooker would have seen. In reality the cat was calling someone, not just anyone, but a someone, a someone who is the reason why the alley is feared.
Had there been anyone around they would have seen a flash and some smoke come from the alley, they would have heard an indescribably dark sound. And then as they heard the first footstep hit the stone floor, they would have heard something that has no business being in that time, but that the someone could care less about.
Walking out from thin air, to a theme that she sees as made for her, with a single exception, was a tall, beautiful, and smirking woman, dressed completely in black with her hair as dark as the sky and flowing down wonderfully. Taking care to have each step as graceful as the last, The Witch walked down to the hurt bird spirit and ruffled it's feathers, rubbing the creature with her soft and perfect hands. The Witch stood up and with a snap of her fingers, she, her cat, and the bird were gone from the alley.
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"Oh, I don't know how long the poor thing will stay like that Diana, we will just have to wait and see."Diana only purrs in reply.
Still a bit woozy from being shot, Kekarie stands and looks around to find itself in a nice and cozy room. Standing on top of a rug and staring at the lady and cat who had been speaking moments before, Kekarie stares angrily about to charge.
The Witch however, ignored the attitude and gleefully lunged at the bird. "Aww, you are awake you cute thing, I noticed you were hurt so I made you a little something nice, here, it tastes great!" Procuring a mug of a hot and golden liquid from no where in particular and putting it in the birds direction.
After a few moments, the bird decided that with the cozy atmosphere and nice smell of the drink (and how pretty that lady was), was enough to trust her.
After Kekarie accepted and ingested the drink, The Witch smiled from ear to ear.
Feeling stronger than before and chipper, Kekarie stood up tall and began to turn to leave when, The Witch loosened her smile and sweetly said, "Stay."
And Kekarie did just that.