1. Rois Sinclair

    Private Born to Bloom or Meant to Wither [M]

    I’m broken so no one will want me. Her body is wavering. The blood that had pooled upon her knees and chest marks the womans front red, and now she too is nothing but a scarlet shadow bereft of the haughtiness of one that had once stood so high… brought catastrophically low to the earth. How...
  2. Rois Sinclair

    Private Born to Bloom or Meant to Wither [M]

    … The non-speaking aspect was perhaps far more important. And she is speaking again. In real time Lucero could see the ebbing of shadow as scarlet spread across his form just a few paces away, Rois has stopped, but he has not turned to look at her. Blood spilling against the churning sea and...
  3. Rois Sinclair

    Private Born to Bloom or Meant to Wither [M]

    “I don’t care.” This is not repeated, so it is easy for one to assume that the statement was regarding, well, everything. Everything from Lucero’s fingers dancing about her battered head to the rise and fall of strange smoke summoned from nothingness to way the bleary-eyed woman let words run...
  4. Rois Sinclair

    Private The Meeting of Teeth

    “If you had not come back here to at least see my intentions, would you have really believed me? That a cannibal butcher was such a thing, something that existed out in the open like this? No, you would have taken me for a liar. Thought I had forged the note, thought I was just another murderer...
  5. Rois Sinclair

    Private Born to Bloom or Meant to Wither [M]

    It was to be expected. The braveness of the horse had fled as fast as its legs could metaphorically carry it, turning into a sweeping panic the moment rectangular pupils gazed upon the mans horrid form, like a nightmare stubbornly defying the beams of delicate sunlight that streaked past them...
  6. Rois Sinclair

    Private The Meeting of Teeth

    “I did not say that out of kindness. I don’t care what you see, I am simply cautious about how much of this you’re going to report back to your little friends.” … And it did not seem like he took her humor as a ‘joke’, because although his expression is not as severe as it had been at the start...
  7. Rois Sinclair

    Private Born to Bloom or Meant to Wither [M]

    Rois hated the mountains. If it wasn’t the ever upward slanting of roads comprised of nought but dirt and stone then it was the monoliths themselves conjuring up terrible weather to be cast down upon their feet; and although the sweet summer day is balmy and the sun’s glare is soft upon the...
  8. Rois Sinclair

    Private The Meeting of Teeth

    The small glance of muted surprise Rois spared her showed that he hadn’t believed her prior answer upon the trail what-so-ever. There is no comment made about it however, and there is a pause to actively suppress thoughts about the subject, lest he reveal something personal he did not want to...
  9. Rois Sinclair

    Open Get Out of My Swamp

    A flash of silver-- Rois stepped back, but the reaction was slow, entirely caught off guard by the youths moment of alarm… and if Asher hadn’t stopped himself, it would have drawn blood for definite. Ah. Ah. He understood. It clicked, loudly, poignantly, oh, the others grey grey eyes like a...
  10. Rois Sinclair

    Private The Meeting of Teeth

    Her face, her stillness, her fear-- it had all been so, so sickly sweet. Rois wanted to frame the moment in his mind forever, the moonlit night where one of the sword-and-shields of the realm had cowered before him. And the situation was about to become hilarious to the man in all honesty…...
  11. Rois Sinclair

    Private The Meeting of Teeth

    The lady speaks, words dappled in unanswered questions, and to her announcement of his title the man performs a petty and half-hearted bow, “That would be me.” The shining of teeth, a faux smile, four thick fangs interlocking in unison. As Osytha’s eyes are snatched away by the scratchings...
  12. Rois Sinclair

    Private The Meeting of Teeth

    “Surrender. Not physically; you can keep your arms.” To surrender; to give ones self up completely and totally, body and mind. There had been many a war where the white flag raised by some fallen commander kneeling in the dirt had quivered against a blazing sky, and still men turned their...
  13. Rois Sinclair

    Open Get Out of My Swamp

    And he obeyed, because he had no reason not to. Roi’s flicked the latch of the window and let it swing open to deliver a river of rolling smoke out and upwards into the air, watching from the corner of his eyes as Asher disappeared upon his little side quest. He didn’t expect much. Such...
  14. Rois Sinclair

    Private The Meeting of Teeth

    “Tch.” Rois has no response for-- what sounded to him-- like a drunk minstrel slurring out whichever and whatever words came haphazardly floating to mind. There was a slight and sassy rolling of the eyes and the scarcest hint of a thought, what if she is making fun of me, hurriedly pushed aside...
  15. Rois Sinclair

    Private The Meeting of Teeth

    “A ‘spot of bother’? You don’t seem to realize how much danger you’re in, girl.” Contradictions. When the man spoke he breathed fire and flashed fangs, tensed strong arms and raised heavy shoulders with red eyes gleaming like rubies in the night aflame with thoughts of violence… but he never...
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