Run (Open)

[vann]

The female stepped from her home's door, her eyes flashing back when a deep male's voice called for her.
"Tahlia! Get back here," the male's voice roared, stepping from the home himself. The female pushed forward as the fat male came into view, her body pushing through the thick grass around them.
"Tahlia!" he called once more, "Come back, remember we got a play date?" the male chuckled. Tahlia pushed on, entering the small town and escaping to find her favorite merchant. Tahlia slipped through the door of the shop, her eyes rolling over the various beads. A fragile, old lady approached her, placing a hand upon the young lady's shoulder.
"Staying out of trouble, Tahlia?" the lady asked, causing a slight shiver of remembrance to rush down her spine.
"Yes, m'am,"the words were simply whispered to the lady.
A smirk crossed onto the lady's lips and she handed her a small bag.
"They just came in," she nodded, a smile crossing onto her pale, and wrinkled lips. Tahlia's eyes ran over the bag, her fingers fiddling with the string to open to examine the contents inside. She held her hand beneath the bag's opening, allowing the four rare beads to drip into her awaiting hand. Tahlia's mouth dropped open.
"Oh, thank you, ma'am," Tahlia exclaimed, her voice traveling through the shop's walls. The female offered her a curtsey and gripped the bag tightly in her hand, going on her way from the shop. Tahlia stopped outside of the small shop, her eyes brushing over the children at play and the people selling many items, their cries ringing in her ears. Blue optics fell to her hand, the small bag was a simple sign of relief for her. Where to go now? She couldn't go home, for her father was bound to punish her for leaving him without his conformation. Why did it seem like no male wanted her? If they did, she wouldn't have to live with the horrid male she called her father, but that's not how it goes for her because her father never let her leave his sight. A bump on her hip woke her from her thoughts, her eyes flashing down to see the cause. A small child rushed by her and the female smiled, a soft chuckle escaping through her lush lips. The female started back down the road of shops, carelessly browsing the many items.

[Tahti]

The assassin was merely wandering through the streets, her hood raised to conceal her identity from others. It wasn't often you found her without it. The assassin came off as rather shy, but that didn't stop her from perfecting her job. She was an excellent assassin, with a 'don't stop attitude', and the will power to get things done. The only problem? She didn't like to talk alot. Her long black cloak swept behind her; and as it reached the bottom it was split in two. Underneath her cloak she was wearing a white long sleeve shirt that was some what puffy in the sleeves, but narrowed near the cuff of her sleeve. It wasn't elaborate in decoration, but then again, why should it be? Baggy trousers, and knee high boots from where the legs of the trousers disappear into. She wore a belt that carried her sword, and she also had a bow, and some arrows on her person.

She was moving rather lazily through the wave of people that pushed against her. It was a pretty boring day until she heard someone screaming something. Her green optics turned quickly to see a girl running, and a guy screaming after her. She was standing right in the path of the girl's get away, and Tähti simply stepped to the side, and let the girl pass. The guy seemed to glower at her for a few moments before Tähti turned, and followed the girl through the crowd, her foot steps silent compared to the dragging feet of others walking. She gently pushed past them, watching the girl as she disappeared through a door, and after a few minutes passed she exited again carrying a small bag. Curiosity got the better of her, and she found herself having to get closer to the girl yet. She watched as a young child scampered past her, and into the surrounding area.

That's when Tähti decided to make her move. She moved forward, pushing through the crowd, and passing Tahlia, before coming back around, and 'accidentally' bumped into her. The assassin took care to make sure the girl didn't drop her bag, but she did gasp softly, and take a hold of the girl to make sure she didn't fall. Oh dear me...I'm so very sorry, I didn't see you there. The assassin murmured softly, hoping her cloak was covering her sword still at the moment.

[vann]

The girl had just been walking, walking through the streets of Kyier. Not a care in the world of danger or harm, no fear. Her eyes wandered behind her spotting the girl in the darkly colored cloak. There was nothing to think of the female, so she continued on her path, only to stop once at the tailor to check on her dress she was having made for hers was a bit tight around her bust. It only took a few minutes to confirm the progress from the tailor and to head on about her way once more.

The female continued to be cautious however, her eyes wandering around her every now and then, her fingers clutched tightly around the bag with her almost sacred and rare beads. Each time she looked, the cloaked girl continued behind her. No suspicions were taken by Tahlia by this lingering female however, she then felt a bump, of which would have made her stumble if she wasn't cautious. Blue optics moved to find the cause, brushing over to see the cloaked girl's fingers curled securely around her arm, and her apologetic words.
"It's all right," the female nodded, seeming to look slightly up at the female who stood over her. A soft, crooked smile was pressed onto her lips, her eyes simply pale in color.

[Tahti]

The hood that she wore cast a shadow over her face, and for a second, Tähti just studied the young girl. She had blue eyes, fair features. So what was she doing with that jack ass of a male? All that was seen of her face was her mouth which drew into a nervous smile for a few seconds, before rushing away. She gingerly let go for a moment, and then turned, walking with the girl, not saying anything for a few moments. Tell me. She finally spoke, her eyes glancing about the surrounding area for a few moments. It was as if she was looking for an enemy, anything that might scare her into revealing her sword. Tähti was timid about that sort of thing. Pulling out her weapon when it wasn't needed. She didn't mind it, really, she just didn't want to cause herself more conflict where it wasn't needed. Who was that man? The one who yelled at you like you were a piece of trash? She asked, her lyrics soft, and gentle. It was almost as if they had to travel on the breeze to reach the younger girl beside her. She said no more, but instead, waited patiently for the girl to answer.

[vann]

For a moment, it felt surreal that this female walked beside her, so mysterious. She had asked her that question as if she knew he so well. Tahlia bit down on her lip as she continued to walk, thinking about the female's question. How did she know who he was? Her eyes hit the objects around her, curiosity hinting them with the slightest stream in her eyes, her hands still clutching tightly at the small red, velvet bag. The reminder of her father sent chills down her spine, and each time she opened her mouth to speak, nothing came out. The girl slowed her pace, thinking for a moment.
"He's just my father," the femme shrugged off the words, her eyes hitting it female with suspicion as she studied her features. "Who are you?" the female asked, her words soft but yet had a slight sense of curiosity. A pale eyebrow was lifted as she waited for her answer from the female. Her eyes then lowered to the ground slightly, looking over the abundance of people that passed busily around them. Tahlia, herself just wished to know the reason of this girl's curiosity with someone of herself and someone of her father.

[Tahti]

Tähti shrugged slightly as she said it was just her father. He was a jack ass, who ever he was. She glanced toward the girl as she began to slow down, and tilted her head to the side for a few moments. "Who are you?" The assassin could read the curiosity in her voice, and for a moment, she was tempted to answer the question. But, in the back of her mind, she knew she couldn't. Not if she was going to stay descreet. Her mouth turned into a grim line of indecision. To be quite honest, she didn't know what she was going to do. My names Tähti. I was just curious to why your father would talk to you like that, is all. She murmured, her eyes scanning the shadows for any danger, or otherwise. Throwing a side glance to the girl once more, she decided to ask her own question. Who are you?

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[vann]

The girl stopped as she came to the small road that lead up to her father's cottage, her eyes rolling over to the girl before her.
"He's definitely not the best father, but he feeds me," Tahlia explained, her eyes turning an even softer blue, almost the color of the sky on this clear day. A smile pushed onto her lips, for she wouldn't allow herself to sulk. "Well, nice to meet you Tahti," she nodded, then glanced back at her own home to make sure the chubby male was not stalking them through the small window. Her eyes then moved back to the Tahti. This Tahti girl, hadn't been seen much by Tahlia, a new face.
Her eyes shifted behind the female, looking at a young male who worked in her father's garden. His face was scarred, arms were full and he rushed through the crowd, not stopping for anyone and that's when Tahti had said something to her. Tahlia's attention yanked her back towards the female to answer her question. "I'm Tahlia," she said softly. "Where are you headed?" she asked, her head tilting slightly to the side, her eyes searching through the female.

[Tahti]

"He's definitely not the best father, but he feeds me," Tähti nodded her head, understanding completely why the girl was still with her father. Not only that, even with his horrible temper, she envied the girl just the slightest because she still had a father. Tähti's father died when she was just a young girl, five years of age, and no one else to take care of her. Her mother had died giving birth to her, and her last words were to her father, telling him what to name her. Tähti; Finnish for Star. Tähti frowned for a moment, before brushing it off. Yes, I see. You are lucky to have a father, in a way, but it'd be much better if he didn't treat you like dirt, you know? She spoke softly, her lyrics dancing on the breeze for a few moments. "I'm Tahlia," The assassin smiled, and said It's nice to meet you. She paused though, when the girl asked her next question. "Where are you headed?" Tähti was silent for a few moments, deciding what she should tell the kid. Finally, she came up with an answer. No where, kid. Got no where to go. She shrugged. That was the truth, some what, anyways.

[vann]

The girl shrugged, in some way she was lucky to have a father. Tahlia sighed, her eyes falling to the ground. Her thoughts trailed slightly from their conversation and she thought about the pathetic, round male. A frown formed on her lips as her thoughts became more vivid. The male had abused her, and there was no room for forgivness. Sure, it was cruel to hold a grudge, but it's simply just a matter that he wasn't even apologetic. Her bright optics moved to the girl's and the female gave her a slight nod. "'You live around here?" Tahlia asked, curiousity hinting her tone to only the slightest content. The more she asked, the more her curiousity grew about this female. Her eyes looked back, once more at the cottage before back to the girl, where she shifted her weight onto her left foot, which gave her somewhat of a break.

[Tahti]

"'You live around here?" Now the assassin grinned slightly, and threw her emerald gaze down to the girl. She glanced around once more, as if searching the shadows. That I do. In fact, I happen to stay in more than one spot. It tends to stay safer that way. She glanced over her shoulder, her gaze falling on the small cottage as well, and slight frown crossed her gorgeous features once more. An idea came to her, and for a moment, she played around with it. Rolling it around on her tongue for a few moments before deciding to go with it. After all, what could be the arm in it? The place was pretty cool,anyways. You wanna check out one of the places? It's not far from home, and I could have you home before supper. That is...if you even wanna come back. The last bit was a slip of the tongue, and she sent a nervous glance down at her, wondering if she had just crossed the line or not.

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[vann]

Tahlia listened to the female intently, a smirk forming on her lips as she talked about her various homes. Then she had offered her a getaway from her home, which was quite an idea. Her blue eyes fluttered back to the cottage, her mouth parting just the slightest to allow a sigh to escape. She thought about the consequences until she heard the last bit of Tahti's offer. Another smirk then played on her lips and she nodded. "That sounds nice," she nodded, and then a call came from the cottage. The old, fat man emerged and hobbled to the pair. A groan came from the female as she heard the hint of anger in his tone.
"Tahlia! Get over here..Now!" he warned, wagging his finger as he tried to jump into a run. Tahlia looked over at Tahti.
"Let's go," she nodded, turning to jog away from the makle that came towards them, his words spitting out like venom. Tahlia did not look back to see if Tahti had followed, but she pressed on.

[Tahti]

"That sounds nice," Tähti smirked, nodding slightly, and was just about to respond when they heard some one hollaring from the cottage. She glanced over her shoulder, and saw the fat man racing toward them. For a moment, Tähti's only fear was Oh my god, he's gonna run me over. "Let's go," Tähti's eyes narrowed just the slightlest for a moment. She didn't turn to race after the female just yet. She stood just a little straighter, and waited for the male to get closer. When he was close enough, Tähti raised her pointer finger, and thumb to her mouth, and a shrill whistle was emitted into the air for a few moments. Seconds later, a black Azteca stallion came racing from the side, cutting the man off, and nearly running him over. His raven mane, and banner fluttered slightly, his twin harks flattening against his skull in anger.

Tähti smirked, but didn't say anything as she threw a foot in the sturrip, and swung up into the saddle. She gathered up the reins, and swung Veil around in the direction the girl had run. Putting her heels to his side, he reared a little bit, before jumping forward. Tähti looked for the girl, and quickly spotted her, smirking slightly. She reined Veil to the side, and snatched her hand up. When I say jump, you jump, got it?

[vann]

The femme continued down her path, her heart racing as she heard the continous shouts and rolls of thunder, the male was now screaming at Tahti. "Thief! Thief!" he called, aloud, which made the female's icy blue orbs fluttered behind her. The female hadn't been following her like she had planned, but lagged behind. Tahlia nervously looked behind her, stopping quickly in her tracks to watch the scene, her breathing uneven as she watched the fat man carefully. He had called her a thief, which didn't seem like a fair accusation at all.

An ebony horse had stepped from the shadows, cutting off the fat male which caused him to fall directly on his face, curse words spurting from his angry mouth. Tahlia then was able to see the red head, who now rode victoriously in her direction, asking her to jump on her cue. Tahti had gripped onto Tahlia, which apparently meant she was going to get on the noble steed. The female's stomach churned, the thought of climbing onto the horse worried her for it had been years since she'd gotten on the back of one. However, Tahlia obeyed the female's command and nodded her head, "Got it," she replied, her voice unsure but in a quick matter. Her eyes wandered back to the male who had been lying on the floor, her heart falling for him in pity slightly but the feamle shook her head, her eyes flickering back to Tahti.