<OOC NOTE: o: To save time and make it easier on Rin, I'm skipping to the part where the King reads the letter. There is no questioning the word of the King. For his word is the laws you live by. Etched in your daily lives: Aldous L. Dúcume : You live to serve me~ Of course someone announced the arrival of the young messenger. Flaming is the only way to describe the gaze of the eyes the king had at the moment. He didn't mean to turn the death stare on the newcomer but it couldn't be help. So while the boy stayed where he stood and the message was delivered to him via guard. The king was finally able to attempt to put fear into something that could feel anything, the paper letter. The fire was extinguished, and the paper handed off to the queen. "Messenger boy. Go out and seek Captain Meiko of the Royal Guard. Tell her to stop that hunt for the scholar and start 'redeeming' herself by building protection around the current diva and dragon. If she fails again..it's off with the heads of you both." * o I can finally see.. That you're right there beside me.. "Sister..I'm one step closer." Were his thoughts to himself as he smile inwardly and outward from the Jester's words. Golden tufts of hair were pulled back from his face as he stomach rumbled when they took a few steps more. "Wouldn't happen to know where food can be found, Celio. I'm willing to pay for us." A odd yip came from they're heels and it made Klad turn around out of pure curiosity. It took a few minutes to take in the odd fur color and the odd eye color too. But when that was done, Klad dropped on his haunches and spoke to the creature. "What are you doing out here little wolfy?" Klad's blue eyes searched in the dog before them as if there would be an answer.
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@At Kitten O' Hell: FACEBOOK EEET. Lol that's what it reminded me off. And I hate that it does. :l @Sir Knight of the Twilight: D: I am envious of your place in the Utahian mountain ranges. For Florida is a hot snowless place of sunshineness.
*on Which is why my book was on the floor. >.> I thought of three possible endings that involved no one dying. :l
DESCRIBE UTAH'S GEOGRAPHY!!!!! I'm curious about it. And thank you for that, O Kitten of Hell.
I have toast. And I'm here. Interwebs was out for weeks. @.@ Jayn was my only connection too the outside world.
o A terrible sight, We're scared tonight. Dying in a winter wonderland... Jake's heart connected with his lover's. So he was easily able to pick up what she meant, and it warmed his soul to know she'd like him in her bed. Even if it was for a cuddle or two. Picking up her cue without her permission he took over, "It wouldn't make much sense..for a beautiful young lady such as yourself to sleep all alone in a big place like this." He couldn't help it, his fingers glided across her cheek, tucking a strand of loose hair behind her head. "So how about, your boyfriend, watch over you. Just until you fall asleep." He also added, to assuage any fears. "I'll make a pallet for myself on the floor, so you know you'll be safe. From anything."
o A terrible sight, We're scared tonight. Dying in a winter wonderland... Jake softly nuzzled his head into the brown curls of the girl before him. Inhaling her scent, letting that smell stay in his system like a drug. In a way it did, it certainly blocked out all other smells surrounding him. And he was thankful for that, thank for for her. Softly he broke away from their odd intimate dance. Taking her hand and starting up a move that could only done right there and now. Though the dancing they did was not made for it. He made sure to keep her hand connected to his, being selfish as lovers can normally be. His smile was even brighter despite the multiple colors flashing down upon them from the ceiling, his active body working the chill of winter out of him. He could dance, and so could she. He knew and of course let his own almond colored eyes hit her in full charm effect. He couldn't help it, he was happy, so his eyes showed it. When they got closer and brushed each other. Or when he had her circle him like they were doing some kind of dance from Elizabethan times before breaking out the dancing of modern times. Jake loved it, he loved her. And for that, this drunken mess was the best party in the world.
Username: Fuzzy B. Real Name: Connor Kent (Kon-El) Super Name: Superboy, The Kid Rank: Young Justice Age: 16 Gender: Normal Normal Appearance: http://i188.photobucket.com/albums/z129/deven5/Superboy.jpg Costume: http://i188.photobucket.com/albums/z129/deven5/superboy_by_abraaolucas.jpg Bio: Superboy is a clone grafted with Superman's DNA (as opposed to a younger version of Superman), who was introduced in 1993. He was created by Project Cadmus to replace Superman following the Death of Superman story, and was artificially aged to mid-teens and implanted with the necessary knowledge of someone his biological age (in regards to general studies, such as math, reading, etc). Before the experiment could be completed (i.e. aging him to full adulthood and implanting him with safeguards to control him), he was freed by Young Justice. And Superman took him in, and gave him his name (Kon-El), recognizing him as a family member of the Man of Steel himself. Has also taken in some training from his days with Knockout, therefore giving himself more control over his abilities. Personality: Flashy and energetic. He is always positively positive. Mostly immature in his flashy ways, it isn't until something serious happens, that he'll act an appropriate adult-like age. Powers: Tactile Telekinesis: At first, Superboy's only superpower was "tactile telekinesis", a telekinetic force field that surrounds his body as a protective shield and allows him to simulate Superman-level speed(Mach 3+), strength(500+ tons, flight(Mach 3+) and invulnerability. The tactile TK field also lets Superboy break free of an opponent's grip by pushing the field outward to force the opponent away. Other creative uses include rendering an opponent immobile by extending the TK field as long as they are both standing on the same ground. Healing Factor: Superboy has a super-healing factor which allows him to recover from injury a lot faster than a normal human being would. Superhuman Reflexes: Superboy's reflex action is also increased allowing him, with concentration, to knock bullets out of the air, and deflect arrows. And the rest of Superman's Kryptonian powers. Equipment: A red visor that was destroyed by himself. Other: If you stop his TK then he's just an average 16 year old male. If he uses his powers to the maximum to much, his body will start to feed on itself, bringing him to death or a near death state.
There is no questioning the word of the King. For his word is the laws you live by. Etched in your daily lives: Aldous L. Dúcume : You live to serve~ It was as if he believed that with his gaze kept on the man, he'd be able the man frozen their until death. But eventually the death gaze was cut short by the appearance of his wife. One flitted glance told him everything he needed too know. "Consider it done," his voice was stony tinged with something dark. With that aside, he turned the death gaze back on to full capacity. His fist curled and slammed down on the ornately decorated throne. The sound echoed about the silent room, "The scholar has escaped." * o I can finally see.. That you're right there beside me.. A part of Klad was still worried about his new Jester friend. But the concerns melted into the back of his head as they traveled along the city streets. He always applauded the man's acts and feats of astonishment. And as they moved along, he pondered about what he wanted to do. He couldn't go to the castle and simply barge in.., could he? He shook his blond curls. So deep in thought that a trance like quietness enveloped him, to the point of not being able to see where he was going nor hear Celio's voice. There she was again. His sister. When the heart ache was bearable, the sights and sounds came. It was like watching a live play, but the actor had no way of knowing you were even watching nor could they hear you trying to warn or tell them one thing! Suddenly, it was over. Kladamire jumped like always when he entered the sights and sounds of his sister then thrown into the world of where his physical being lay. "You are a guide..correct? And Jester to our king also? Then lead me into the castle. That's what I want to get the grand tour of." Though he wanted to go there post-haste, he said it as simply as possible. Still hoping to play the common tourist. "I hear the diva's there are stupendous dancers."
o A terrible sight, We're scared tonight. Dying in a winter wonderland... The half smile quickly turned into a knowing smirk on his face. And no matter where she was leading him, he'd have followed. Four years of an intertwined life would do that to a man. Especially one as in love as him. Jake flicked the cigarette bud in the direction of endless snow and didn't watch the path it followed or the place where it landed. He squeezed her hand and moved faster in his pace to get and stick by her side. With that done he began to sing softly in her ear, "Is it the look in your eyes? Or is it this dancing juice?" An insignificant song to most, but to them it was their current "Love Song" of the moment. As they reentered the scene of the party, he felt his eyes readjusting to the light and bringing his gaze away his lover he was able to see that the party was reaching it's maximum. Which meant they came at the right time. The music was exciting him, giving blood to his heart. And even more warmth in his hand as he took hers and gave it a loose grip. The beat was fast, much too fast, and he was a kidder, sometimes too much of a kidder. But that didn't stop him from bringing Jessica's slim frame into his arms, from drawing her waist into his hands, and from gently rocking them in time an invisible slow song. Whether she liked it or not.
o A terrible sight, We're scared tonight. Dying in a winter wonderland... She appeared on his right, so Jake's right cheek drew up in a half smile as he tilted his head too her. Both his hands were gone, hiding in the depths of his green, puffy hoody, an odd fur trim around any holes on the jacket's surface. At her approach however a hand made contact with her smaller one, drawing her to his slightly warmer side as his gaze drifted back up to the clouds. Eyes following the trail of skyward smoke as he dragged their combined hand up towards the dancing stars about. "You see it..? Right up there? By the Big Dipper?" To anyone else, this random pointing would seem like nonsense. But to them, it meant something. It was his first gift to her. A star so big and bright it rivaled Jupiter's sight on a clear night. He'd named it, "Sica is out and so clear from up here.." There was an awe in his voice, as if he couldn't believe that she was his and that if you went to a high place with few lights, the view of the sky was a grand vista for your eyes to cruise. His chest rose as he took another puff. The cold not seeming to bother him as the snow swirled and moved around the two teenagers, unmoved by the gesture or stars above them.
Name: Jake Hudgins Appearance: Age: 18 Grade: Senior Personality: Princely. Regal. Noble. Lion. Other: Rich parents. Unloved. Loves sweets and his girlfriend more then anything, also the opposite of Jessica. He doesn't flirt, but attracts girls with a charm he doesn't even know about. He also has random bursts of wisdom and intuition.
You made an entire song out of that. >.> I remember it faintly.
Empty shells and scrape marks were the only signs of a scuffle. Klad's trained eyes saw blood. But not enough to give any clue as to where the rest had gone. His sister had stayed behind at the camp. Touching things before pointing him in this direction. He would need her again if they wanted too get going. Perhaps a general direction could be given if they could find something. Just then, something that looked like it belonged in a forest. Klad moved too it, scooping it up and examining it. It had to be something relating to what went on here after the fight. Flipping it around and around in his fingers, it turned out to be a plastic piece to a cell phone. Which he deduced because part of the cell phone's company name was placed on the plastic's clear side.
o: I thought you'd pick a orange or yellar colour!
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The king narrowed his his eyes. A unforgiving look on his eyes as his Commander of the Guard gave his report of the events unfolding inside his own kingdom. "Wretched, cursed, bloody, scholar! How can he run amok!? Are our warriors not prepared for one such as him?! What am I paying you and that woman for!!" His voice was that of a lion's and this was his din. He had to make a good show from whoever displeased him, lest the ever watching, ever present, court vultures found some weakness and took opportune of it. Shaking his head and causing the golden brown mane of his hair to move with the motion, he slammed a battle thickened fist upon his regal throne. "Send out more guards, I want him contained, even if you have to level the prison to do so! Make it happen!" And after a simple motion the Commander was dismissed to do what he been ordered to do. That damned scholar knew things, dangerous things that could lead to uprising. Catastrophic risings'. An aura or pressure began to emanate from their king, an anger so large that it could be felt, even by the vultures of the court. If the scholar was not contained, the real vultures would have something of a delicacy to eat among their winged kind. The human head. * o I can finally see.. That you're right there beside me.. He envied how the slightly older man could down the drink without any seeming consequences. As his display of acrobatics clearly showed. With a smile Klad stood up and clapped. Completely convinced that Celio was okay and good to go. He weaved his way too him and his smile turned into a bright grin, almost childlike in it's innocence. "Let's go to the castle!" Young Kladamire was revved up and enthused even more to find his sister. His new companion's energy being absorbed by him as they stepped out into the sunshine. The castle was visible even from here. But Klad wasn't even focused on it. There were many sights in his own city that he'd never seen before. Everyone had seen the castle at least once or twice, but never took the time to observe the things that made up the kingdom for it to even be called a castle. It was these things that the hero-to-be looked at and learned from.
* o I can finally see.. That you're right there beside me.. "Celio! Celio?!" His hands reached out to stable the man without hesitation. Balancing him on the stool, before checking him out with his eyes to see if he was okay. Other then a slight paleness about the face, and an expression that Klad couldn't place. Celio seemed okay. But worry began to etch it's way into his skull. "Maybe we should have you rest a bit before moving out." He suppressed the part of him that said 'Your sister cannot wait.' This silver haired stranger was vital though, where else would he find someone who'd take him to the castle, what better clearance then the Jester. Klad shifted his eyes to the man's face once again wracked with worry before remembering he'd be asked a question before the episode. "Ah...no Celio, sir. I've been out in the farms and fields all day." He smiled reassuringly and with such pure innocence that he couldn't have been lying. Though, he wasn't so there was no need to even doubt.
What would that be sweetness?
