River Delta {Mokiro::Aki}

[Bellatora]

Bare feet splashed down into the sandy delta as she pulled the boat onto the shore to keep it from leaving her behind. It was a little more difficult to travel when one was a Candidate. Especially at Trelis with all that was going on. But... she had a job to do. Two jobs, really. One was to report to the Rebellion. The other. Far more sinister. To kill S'vrin and Ar'rex. For what they had done to her clan. Her beloved people.

The flame haired girl sat on the beach and wiped off her feet off before pulling her boots on and tucking her pants into them. She pulled her sleeves back down. They hung loosely about her wrists while the rest of her tunic hugged her form tightly and was belted at the waist. It was a creamy toned tan in color. Around her neck was a simple necklace of twine and a piece of bone. It was something she had inherited before. It was a bit... intimidating to look at for some. But it was what the leader of her clan had had.

Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail. A red flame as she walked. She brushed back the hair which fell into her face. Her eyes were a bright green color which sparked and looked around her at each tree, her ears listening for any sign of any other person. She sighed. She rather hoped that they would get there soon. She rather disliked waiting. At least these days.

Each step was light and measured as she walked towards Rindell and the Rebellion. She said not a word. she was entirely silent. She was almost entirely silent. She was almost entirely quiet. Her eyes held no emotion. She was careful and measured. She had to be. Or at least she felt like she had to be.

She had been searched not once. But twice. Once in the Rebellion and once at Trelis. But there was a great difference between the two places. There likely always would be.

[Akira]

Mokiro stretched as he walked towards the River Delta, he was on his way to enjoy his day off wandering around, and exploring the terrain around the Camp while he had the chance. What a day, what a day! His cheerful voice echoed around him as he walked down the path, not really paying attention to what was going on around him. For all he knew he could be walking right into a Trelis trap and he wouldn’t even know it. Actually…he probably wouldn’t care at the moment either. All he knew, and was aware of, was that he was enjoying himself on his one day off and didn’t have a care in the world. Well, at least that’s what he thought. Whether or not things would work out as he wanted them to wasn’t at the fore-front of his mind, instead he was thinking of a pretty little drudge he had seen earlier.

(((OOC: Sorry it's so short!!! Will do better next time!!!)))

[Bellatora]

Bellatora looked up and gave an almost snort of annoyance. What a happy kid. He was oblivious. What? he not know pain or somethin'? She stood and looked up at the approaching person. Impertinent kid. She grabbed a piece of reed and bit down on it. "Hey. Either you get t ostay here and watch the boat or you get to come with me." She was good at giving orders. She ran a hand through her hair again and tightened the tie which held it, her green eyes looking at him with something close to disdain. Somewhat so happy was not somethin' she liked much.

Her steps were measured as she approached him. Her expression was very fixed, even slightly angry. There was something akin to death in her gaze. She was so full of hate and irritation these days. All she wanted was vengeance on S'vrin and Ar'rex, quite honestly. Being a Candidate.... just a bonus. Just a little something. It didn't matter to her if she Impressed or not. All she hoped wsa taht her dragon could help her achieve her goal. Something blood thirsty.

She adjusted the bone necklace around her neck and placed it precisely where she likes it

((Sorry it's so short.... x.x))

[Akira]

Mokiro stopped walking and looked around when he heard someone talking. Are you talking to me? Just from the look on his face it was obvious to tell that he really hadn’t been paying attention to what the girl had said, and had only heard her voice. He tilted his head as he looked her over, and a small smirk appeared on his face. She was cute, very cute, and he really liked her red hair and green eyes, a combination that he didn’t normally see. Though he believed she would look much better if only there were a smile on her face instead of what looked like a frown. He squinted his eyes a little as he tried to imagine what she would look like smiling on a warm summer’s day at the beach with a soft breeze blowing through her hair. Oh what a beauty she would make.

That is when Mokiro finally noticed her necklace, and he wondered where she had gotten such a strange thing from. He shook his head; it wasn’t his place to ask her. Now if she decided to tell him about it, he would listen. I’m sorry, I forgot my manners. My name is Mokiro, may I ask the name of such a beautiful young woman? His voice was strong, and sweet as he spoke to her, and he really did sound like a young gentleman. Whether or not she would be like the other girls and just fall all over him was yet to be seen, but he wasn’t keeping his hopes up either. From what he could see, she didn’t look like the type of girl to do that, instead she looked more like a pretty girl who would play hard to get, something that this young candidate loved in a girl.

[Bellatora]

Bellatora looked him over. He was younger than her. That's rather true. Oh well. Didn't matter. But he wasn't particularly cute in her opinion anyhow. Least not at the moment. "Yeah. I was talkin' to you. Names Bellatora Nocte. If you're wondering about the necklace. It's the necklace that marks me as the leader of a clan. The Nocte clan. That was killed."

Her smile was sickening for a long moment and then turned around towards the boy. The light in her eyes was dark, but then it changed and she grinned. "now that that's over with. You a candidate?"

She reached over to the boat and pulled out a bag and slung it over her shoulder.


She bit her lip for a moment and frowned again, thinking.
((I'm sorry it's so short.... ;-; ))

[Akira]

Mokiro raised an eyebrow as he watched her, waiting for her to answer him. It is nice to meet you Bellatora Nocte, and I am sorry to hear about your clan. He wasn’t sure what to say in that kind of situation. But thankfully she saved him from totally embarrassing himself by changing the subject. Yes, yes I am. By chance, are you? He tilted his head to the side in curiosity. He had met most of the Rebellion candidates, but he had never met her before. He watched as she reached into her boat, pulling out a bag that she slung over her shoulder. He could see that she was thinking of something, but what she was thinking was beyond him.

[Bellatora]

"Thanks. Sorries really don't help though, ya'know." She sighed and looked at the necklace again.

"Yep. Here and at Trelis. M'jobs to run info to the Rebellion. What I'm doin' right now, actually. Wanna walk with me?" She was pretty bold, now wasn't she?

"We can take it slow. No rush really. This info ain't as grand as last times. Not mucha had changed of late. Faranth! This would be so much easier if I could just bond with a flitter already!" She sighed and scratched the back of her head, closing her eyes tightly and letting out a deep sigh for a moment.

[Akira]

Mokiro nodded his head seriously at Bellatora’s words. He didn’t know what he could do or say that might make her feel better. But it didn’t seem like she really needed his help, for soon enough she was talking about being a candidate and running information. Sure, I would love to walk with you. He had his childish smile that was full of childish innocence and joy as he spoke. I hear flitters are quite the hassle really. More hassle than dragons from what I’ve heard. I can’t say for sure though I’ve never had much to do with the little things really. But if you ever impress one let me know would you? He tilted his head a little to the side as he spoke. She seemed very stressed, which made him wonder how hard things were being a spy. He shook his head, nope he was just gonna keep his head on the task at hand.