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Post by "Lady" Anna Glenn on Oct 27, 2009 15:40:22 GMT
The marketplace was Anna's escape. She could go there and blend in. No one ever questioned you more than your name and where you come from, not even that much sometimes.
She could almost be her real self there. Not Anna Glenn. Alexandria Roberts. Of course she could never let the ruse of Anna down, but he real self did shine through.
All the sights and sounds, the smells of produce. It was a whirlwind of intoxication, that easily swept you up in it's arms and carried you away.
Anna was feeling very talkative as well, and she would randomly entreat passerbys with hellos, including a man who passed by. "Good day sir."... |
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Post by Ulric Brom on Oct 27, 2009 16:17:25 GMT
Ulric was doing his usual afternoon stroll through the marketplace. Of course he was wearing a robe, because Camelot and he had issues. And he didn't want to be seen. But that is when the voice echoed with in his hood. Shit. he thought.
He turned a while and with an attempted smile, he spoke. "Good day to you to madam." He really didn't want to reveal his face. Afraid that someone would point him out. He was on a mission, to gain the upper hand for The Brotherhood.
"Can I help you?" he asked with a mysterious voice. Attempting to conceal his actual voice as well as his face.
(OOC: Tell me what you think of this post. I havent RP'd in like forever. So just let me know."
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Post by "Lady" Anna Glenn on Oct 27, 2009 16:23:56 GMT
Another weird one with the hoods, Anna noted. They were quite mysterious. Something dangerous about them. "Nothing in particular, I've just been bored and I'm trying to make conversation." She was being a little more carefree today, letting down her ladylike guard of holding her self tall and proud. This was Alex. This was the girl she used to be.
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Post by Ulric Brom on Oct 27, 2009 16:34:40 GMT
He then remembered who this was. It was one of those ladies of the land. But something seemed different about her. For one she wouldn't just talk to a hooded person like himself. She had a care-free attitude.
"Yeah today seems to be a calm day." This irritated Ulric. He loved action, he loved when something was actually happening. But today there was nothing. Nothing to cause chaos with. He looked around, over Anna's head, trying to find some way to cause this chaos. But nothing. He was hoping that this lady didn't see his eyes move. Hoping that the hood caused a darkness over them.
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Post by "Lady" Anna Glenn on Oct 27, 2009 16:42:55 GMT
Anna sighed, he certaintly was a talker. "Too calm. But not as boring as in the castle. The castle is like a tomb to me. I miss my fre... nevermind." Anna swallowed hard, worrying she sounded secretive now. All these men who moved about in hoods, were either friends or enemies of the king. And she wished she knew. |
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Post by Ulric Brom on Oct 27, 2009 16:52:05 GMT
Ulric nodded in agreement to her statement of it being to calm. This made him want to shake things up even more. He was tempted to do so many things right now. But since he was talking to her, he had to fight this feeling. But then she stopped herself from saying something. He was suddenly curious as to what she was going to say. But mostly he didn't give a damn.
The urge had grown and now Ulric couldn't help but to pull his hood back and reveal his face. To see what it would cause. He took a breathe in and waited for the reactions of the people around him, even the lady in front of him.
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Post by "Lady" Anna Glenn on Oct 27, 2009 17:16:11 GMT
Anna arched her eyebrow when he removed his hood. He certaintly wasn't bad looking under that hood. "Why do you where that hood for?" Anna deflected, hoping he hadn't noticed her last sentence's blurp of truth. |
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Post by Ulric Brom on Oct 27, 2009 18:11:24 GMT
He looked around and saw that there wasn't really anyone looking over at him after he took his hood off. Damn. But then the woman questioned on why he did it. "No reason.", he lied. "Now what were you saying?", he asked.
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Post by "Lady" Anna Glenn on Oct 27, 2009 18:22:37 GMT
Anna's brow arched, he had to ask that question. Luckily she could lie, and act as though she had intended to say something completely different. "Ah, I was saying that I miss the freedom I had in my own kingdom. It had been destroyed, everyone died. Except me." She wished that was true. But seventeen years of her life had been spent in both Camelot and abroad after her family's banishment. |
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Post by Ulric Brom on Oct 28, 2009 15:51:18 GMT
Ulric's eyebrow perked up as she said she was the only one that survived. How is this possible? What was she even talking about? Ulric was really curious in the history of this lady. "What kingdom are you talking about?", he asked.
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Post by "Lady" Anna Glenn on Oct 28, 2009 20:28:15 GMT
Anna responded quickly, "Dravlen. Where do you come from?" She came from Camelot, but it had been so long. "It was a siege on my father's kingdom. I was not there when it happened. And I.. survived." She was worried, he seemed perhaps skeptical. |
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