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I CAN PLAY NOW!!
oh wait i should be quiet so she doesnt come back... 0~0
Hello again|´・ω・)ﾉ~
I hope you remember meeee!! but if you dont thats ok, im just your friendly, neighborhood Ghost! and ive got something to show you! Myriad makes really cool stories but doesnt like showing them to people. SO IM GONNA SHOW YOU A REALLY SHORT ONE! shell never know hee hee ^-^
hmmm now i have to find a good one... OH THIS ONES FUN!!!
its kinda out of context cause she rewrote it from a roleplay session she was in, BUT ITS STILL PRETTY NEAT.
ok ill stop talking now, but if she finds this DONT TELL HER IT WAS ME THAT SHOWED YOU THIS OKIII?? THANKS BYYYEEEE
(〃´▽｀)ﾉ^^^^ ミ☆☆sweet dreams!!☆☆彡
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Sora rushed away from the rebel camp in the woods, anger burning in her chest. After that thief had stolen from her magic room, taunted her, and disappeared into the woods by her tower, she had sworn to kill him. Sora made the decision to follow him to his home, hoping to catch him in a moment of weakness and cut off his head but had instead found a secret group of rebels. And now to top everything off she, the greatest assassin in the kingdom, had been spotted by the peasants in the camp.
“Bunch of stupid rebels. Well, wait ‘til I tell the King. You will all wish you hadn’t been born!”
Unfortunately for Sora, she wasn't looking where she was going and ran into one of the many traps surrounding the camp. The rope grabbed her booted leg and she was flung into the air.
“AHHH!”
She swung for a moment in shock, then looked up at her leg, which was now caught in a rope trap and had her dangling from a tree.
“Worst. Day. Ever.” she growled in disgust.
“Worst. Day. Ever.” she growled in disgust.
Quickly, she unfurled her beautiful, white wings and began flapping them, trying to get herself into a position to escape, but nothing worked.
Ryan, the thief who had stolen from the Angel, heard the noise coming from behind him and ran over to see what he caught. When he saw the flying “rat” hanging from his trap, he couldn’t help but laugh.
As soon as Sora heard laughter, she snapped her head to see who it was. When she saw it was the thief, her face darkened and she glared angrily at him with her bright purple eyes.
“I hate you so much.” she stated as Ryan pulled out his dagger.
He walked over to her very smugly.
“So, what brings you here?” he asked as he poked her in the nose with his dagger.
Unfortunately for Ryan, his face was within Sora’s range of motion and she took advantage of that. She slapped him hard across the face and continued to glare at him.
He was surprised by the action and reached up to his face and rubbed it gingerly.
“Ow….”
“Get. Me. Out.” Sora spat.
Ryan stepped back and made a face like he was thinking.
“Well if I do, then you would be able to tell people where my camp is.” He reasoned.
Sora shifted herself so that she was still looking at Ryan then grumbled under her breath.
“Now why would I do that? No one would want to come here.”
“Well you did.” He laughed and gave her a goofy grin.
As she wriggled her toes, trying to make sure they still had feeling, she responded in a flat tone, “I wonder who’s fault that is?”
Ryan walked around her a little and shrugged.
“Well the way I see it, if you hadn’t stolen my items then we wouldn’t be here now would we?” She hissed.
He didn’t look up.
“I needed it.”
“For what?”
“For the doctor.” he continued to answer vaguely.
Sora’s patience ran thinner and thinner as time passed.
“That makes it sooo much more clear.” she huffed.
His face just looked like he had given up trying to explain himself to his unwanted guest.
“Look pal, I’ve got better things to do then sit here and chat about…. whatever it is you hobos talk about. I’ve got a business to run.” she squirmed.
Now Sora was speaking of her potion making and selling services, but she was also referencing her other service. She was an assassin for hire and just a few days before she had been given and very lucrative assignment. Now she was stuck with this weirdo. At this point she didn’t even care about telling anyone about the rebels, she just wanted to go.
Ryan looked up at his trap and congratulated himself on how well it was holding up the Rat. Then decided to mess with her a little bit.
“Seems to be doing great so far.”
She squinted at him.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
He shrugged.
“Nothing.”
Her face twisted with rage.
“Why you…” she tried reaching out and grabbing him to kill him but she was held back by the trap. She gave up and relaxed.
“Uhhgg!!”
Ryan gave her another look.
“LET ME OUT!!” She screeched.
He rubbed his chin, pretending to consider letting her down.
“I don’t think I want to.”
Many thoughts rolled through Sora’s head at that moment and most of them were ways to slowly murder the Thief boy in front of her. She closed her eyes and took in a deep breath.
“Look, there’s got to be something ELSE you need. We could trade for it.” she tried to reason.
He turned to her, looking earnest.
“I need more people to join my cause.” he began, “The king is corrupt on greed and power.”
Sora rolled her eyes.
“Pfft, what do you know about the King?” Even as she said this, she knew Ryan was right. She just didn’t want to admit it. She still felt a sense of loyalty to the man who took her in and trained her to become what she was. He also paid her well when she completed the assignments he gave her.
Ryan again, tried to persuade Sora.
“We need to overthrow him and end his rule. He killed my parents.” his face darkened for a moment, “He claimed they were thieves.”
Sora wasn’t really paying attention to Ryan’s pleas, she instead was playing with her tunic.
“Well their son certainly is.” she quipped.
He clenched his hands.
“But really they were traders and hunters. He killed them because they wouldn’t sell their goods to him for a really low and unfair price.”
Sora dropped her arms and just hung in resignation to the fact that this boy wasn’t just going to let her go.
“Fine, so he’s a little on the crazy side.”
Ryan didn’t respond.
Sora crossed her arms in annoyance.
“I don’t see how any of this applies to me.” she grumbled.
He stepped over to another trap and crouched down to check it.
“The fact you could warn the king after I let you go keeps me from freeing you.”
A deep burning rage welled up in her chest and she finally snapped. She gave Ryan the most devilish grin and leaned towards him.
“What if I swear on your mommy’s grave?” The words sliding slickly off her tongue and burning into Ryan’s ears. He stood slowly and walked over to Sora, without looking at her. He then grabbed her and pushed her with all his might into the tree to which she was tied. Her head slammed into the trunk and she swung for a bit.
“AH!” she rubbed her head and began to giggle through the ache, “Sore there aren’t ya?”
He didn’t respond, instead he just turned and walked off. Sora panicked a moment and called out, “HEY! You can’t just leave me here!”
Ryan stopped in his tracks and pulled his trusty bow out. He nocked an arrow in it’s string and aimed at Sora without looking. Fear flashed in her eyes, her mind racing at a way to avoid the sharp projectile if he planned on killing her.
Then Ryan let go. The arrow left it’s string and flew straight through Sora’s ankle and the rope holding her there. She dropped with a scream and a thud. The pain filled her eyes with tears and she rolled over on her side, clutching her bleeding appendage. Ryan simply put his bow away and grinned at his handiwork.
Sora looked up from her place on the forest floor. With labored breathing and gritted teeth she made him a promise.
“You’ll... pay for that….”
Ryan gave Sora a thumbs up as he walked away from the bleeding Angel.
She pushed herself to her knees, wincing with every movement. She grimaced and clamped her eyes closed as she opened up her wings again, this time using them to hold her up.
She turned to fly away but her anger made her consider going after the Thief.
“I could get him now…”
But as she pulled out one of her blades, her ankle twisted and she curled up a little. She shook her head and flew out of the forest as fast as possible to lick her wounds and plan the Thief’s demise.
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