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[open] A blank slate
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Hecate pulled the small orb from her pocket once more, watching Warren with intrigue, despite his abrupt appearance she couldn't help but think "You have been most helpful." She muttered as she once again tried to copy him. The orb of light seemed to heed her commands as a it slowly seemed to diminish partly as a small knife formed in her hand. A grey handled knife with purple accents formed, its blade seemed like pure energy given form. As the object took form Hecate couldn't help but want to test the edge.

The small weapon finaly sat firmly in Hecate's hand, it was weird with it's handle being the only heft to it, she swung it around her, not caring if anyone was watching "A Knife!" She exclaimed with childlike joy as she finally turned around to face warren once more. "It's not quite what i was expecting when you said knife buuuuuuuut." she said as she drew the weapon across her the top of her arm letting the energy blade bite into her flesh. Crimson fluid rushed to fill the gap of the wound as Hecate seemed to nearly grin with delight as she took her fingertips and played with the now flowing rivulets of blood. "It works just fine!" she said finally as she slid the weapon into the long grey sleeve of her right arm. Hiding it from view. "So long as she cant find it!" she said with a smile.

However the grasp on the body seemed to wain as Hecate closed her eye's once more and the royal blue eyes once again returned to her features. She gave off a small wince of pain as she looked at the blood running down her right arm staining the white of her uniform. "Do not listen to that she devil!" Hecate said, the fire in her eyes was replaced with one of boredom as she watched the man before him. "I have many Questions for you Warren." She said as she analyzed the man. His posture seemed heavy, as though there were things weighing him down. She decided to pry into him and see what she could learn.

"First off, how is it that you can understand Vesturan, you do not have the look, nor the complexion of my people. Therefore you are clearly not Vesturan, yet you understand my words with no room for misinterpretation." she closed her eyes not giving the man time to respond right away as she fired off more questions. "Why are you so eager to help a new prime, knowing I have little to offer in the ways of currency...." She paused "Or otherwise." She added as she looked at her self, she knew she was considered good looking by most who had kept eyes on her though her birth while not noble had her see many suitors before she was even of age. "You speak of traveling, however I know not much of where I am nor have I considered leaving this place.... the Nexus. I merely wish to know about it, and what lays beyond each of these doorways." She said, the coldness in her voice was seasoned like an old tire, with no fear and no compassion. It just was.

She continued speaking to Warren continuing her bombardment of questions. "You speak of Getting more of this... omnilium, However I find that my supply of it is somewhat diminished. I will assume she took it and used it. Is there a way i might refund this paltry use of my reservoirs?" She said posing the statement as a question tho the look in her eyes seemed to expect a direct answer. "And lastly. Why is it you wish for me to travel with you, You know nothing of me, other than i can not use my magic, I am not some common concubine or wench you can just woo by flashing your gold around! I and pledged albeit reluctantly to the Vesturan Grand army, and as such my job is to secure the lands of Vestura and her surroundings. Even if I am unable to get back to my home, I do have an obligation to those back home. I can not, nor will I betray them. If you are seeking a companion for your bed seek it elsewhere, If you seek a recruit for some scheme or another be forewarned, i am not a common mercenary, I am a proud soldier and will fight and die for those I need to protect... To this I will ask you but once, Who are you, what is your reason for approaching me..... and what is it that you seek of me." Hecate's blue eyes watched every muscle in Warrens face as she concluded, She was not sure why he was pursuing her, or why he was adamant about teaching her. but having watched the exchange between him and the other her. there was an unease that had settled in her heart, a feeling she could not shake, the same as the blood now staining her precious uniform.


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[open] A blank slate - by Hecate Rothchild - 01-23-2018, 09:37 PM

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