aiyana
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Post by aiyana on Oct 2, 2006 19:31:56 GMT -5
Tessa moved through the dark alleyway of the underground, stepping in long, confidant strides. There was an eerie but beautiful grace about her, the way she seemed to glide along the floor without a sound....it almost appeared as if she were floating.
At the moment she was dressed in a way that was completely foriegn to those that knew her. Instead of wearing a simple dress and a pair of slippers, she was now clad in a pair of black, skin tight britches and long black riding boots that reached all the way up to her knees. She wore a simple shirt, that was...of course, black in color, and a riding cloak that was one again, black....with silver embroidery. Her blonde curls fell about her shoulders and her silver eyes gleamed with determination.
This was Tessa behind the mask. The theif, The assassain.
And she was looking for something down in the underground. She wasn't sure if it was employment, a person. or a place to stay...but she would know it when she saw it. Of that she was sure.
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Post by Shikoba Ikubi on Feb 1, 2008 9:54:52 GMT -5
Shikoba quietly walked through the underground. She had no way of describing her emotions. And, as usual, she did not know where she was, or was going. Shikoba was a bit like that. Walking one way for the sake of it. Usually regreting the choices she made. She walked. Waiting to bump into someone. Or something. She was in the mood for adventure now.
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