Postby Banana Lobster » Mon Apr 01, 2013 7:55 pm
OOC: Sorry about the wait guys, I'll try and keep up better. And haha, long post. XD
IC:
Treasa
"Good morning, your Highness." Treasa leapt lightly out of the Deku Flower, landing easily on her feet. She had woken with the sun, and had only remained in the flower so as to not disturb the Deku Queen. "What shall it be today? I heard there will be quite the party at the Casino this evening. Will your Highness prefer to join in the festivities, or would you prefer to stay in tonight, perhaps read some of that sappy poetry you seem to enjoy so."
Treasa smiled, knowing that Aine would much prefer to relax and read. The Queen knew as well as she did that her words were only in jest, meant to bring a smile to her friend's face.
Her movements quick and careful, Treasa strode over to the closet, opening the doors to reveal a wide array of brightly colored dresses, each tailored to the Queen's slim frame. "What so you think, Aine? The dark blue would go well with your light green and pink leaves." Pulling out the dress, she turned, holding it up, waiting for her friend's approval.
Nashta
"What do you think? All clear?" Nashta held her bow at the ready, an arrow already on the string. Not two streets away was a patrol of Ancients, the light reflecting off their heavy metal crossbows. Her messages were sent with quick hand signals, which only a few knew. Most of the Keatons were still learning her secret language. So far, only Alez, the Dotours, and Jim, the leader of the Bombers knew it.
Alez, who had been flying point, her glow dimmed so much that Nashta could see her outline, shook her head. Hovering right next to her ear, she whispered; "Too close, they'll see you. We'll have to find another way out."
Nashta ground her teeth together behind her Keaton mask. Instead of the simple, easy watch duty she had been expecting, she had been sent out to follow one of the Ancient patrols, to make sure they still kept to their usual routes. Unfortunately, they hadn't, and when one of the patrol turned, in the moment before being caught, she had ducked into an alleyway.
But it was a dead end.
Now the patrol was just sitting there, as if waiting for her to make a run for it. But she and Alez knew differently. This was one of the so-called 'Rouge Patrols,' one of the ones that varied from the usual route just so they could get away with sneaking some extra rations, or a smoke. Both were strictly prohibited, and most followed the rules. The members of this patrol had to be newbies, or else they wouldn't have dared try such a trick. The Ancients even spied on their own, to make sure their precious 'Order of Peace' didn't start to fall because of a few newbies.
Pursing her lips, Nashta settled in to wait. She knew that the meeting of the Keatons would begin soon, but there was no way she could make it without alerting the patrol to her presence. And even if she did manage to get away, it would be too dangerous to head straight to the meeting, even if she was late. Turning her gaze upwards, she inwardly wished that she were a better climber. Had she been, she would probably been able to climb all the way up to the rooftops, making for an easy escape.
Turning her gaze back to Alez, she motioned; "You'll have to go. They'll wonder where I am. And they need to know about this patrol." For a moment, she could see Alez waver, and made a shooing motion with her hand. She knew that without encouragement, Aleza would never leave her, but someone had to be there at the meeting.
Finally, with a brief nod, Alez lightly bumped against the cheek of her mask, and flew quickly upwards, far out of the patrols line of sight. Nashta closed her eyes and waited, her ears twitching at even the slightest sounds from the patrol.