Try glared at Kyvan, she still felt like he wanted her to stay back becuase he thought she was weak.
"I'm going." she said, tipping her head back and glaring defiantly at everyone in the room, she was going to prove herself tonight, then they would have no choice but not underestimate her anymore. Bright and Kyvan probably thought she was weak becuase of the incident with Ben, she needed to prove to them that she wasn't.
"Be sure to be unrecognizable!" Kyvan called after her. he then got up and with Jax went to his room where stump was waiting.
Kyvan passed out different dyes and wigs to them and then some fake facial hair. They had to be extra sure not to be recognized by Darkyn. Kyvan himself found an old bald cap he could attach to his head and make it look like he was hairless. He then placed on a dark beard and grabbed some old clothes.
Soon they were all ready. Kyan stepped into the hall and called, "Girls? Are you ready?"
Try darkened her skin and hair so her skin was golden brown and her hair was plack. She spiked her short hair with gel so it stood on end and taking a pen drew a snake crawling up her arm. She grabbed a base bal cap, a red one and put it backward on her head, she wore jeans and a leather coat and a set of big blacka dn red tennies. She was now ready adn stepped back to stand by Kyvan,
"Ready." she half muttered half growled. Her mood had taken a turn for the worse since the Ben incident and she wans't feeling to amicable.
Kyvan nodded. "Good job. Now let's go."
Kyvan headed out into the street and then turned to Tristian, "Here is the plan. Sharp and Jax are going to go and scout the festival for a moment and try to see what guards are where. They then will pull out and meet up with the other rebel groups and make the raid. Gloss and Stump are going to be watching the soldiers and the crowd to find the spies that Darkyn is posting to capture the rebels." Kyvan fell silent a moment as a woman passed. "What you and I will be doing is gathering food and also ease dropping on the soldiers and whatever seems to be needed when we get there."
Try nodded, she fidddled with the zipper of her coat becuase she was nervous.
"Ready." she muttered again as they headed out of the hous ean dtowards the town square, where the festival was going to take place. SHe had her weapons, she knew she did, but checked again to make sure that everything was in it's proper place.
((I gotta go for a bit now, sorry about the short post))
"Stay close to me," Kyvan whispered as they entered the Square.
There was the platform again- but this time there was large block on it. Kyvan frowned, he didn't know what that was for. He continued to look around. There was a bigger crowd today than the last one. And this time he saw some people placing some sort of bet. They were growning comfortable with this. Kyvan didn't like that.
Try nodded, one hand was clenching her new switchblade in one hand, that hand rested in her pocket to hide she had a weapon. She saw Ben in the crowd, he glanced at her, but no recognition showed in his eyes, good her diguise was working. Try made sure to stay close to Kyvan, not wanting to endager the mission, the block on the stage boded ill for whoever had been captured.
Darkyn walked out onto the balcony and the crowd erupted into applause. Darkyn held up his hands and waved at them until they had quieted. "Hello, my loyal subjects! Today is another day for celebration! ANother Rebel has been captured!"
The crowd cheered again.
The stage shuddered as the platform was raised and this time a middle-aged woman was in the cage. She looked around fearfully and she was noticably crying- even from his disistance. Beside the cage was a man with a black mask on and holding a large ax.
Kyvan hissed. "That's Luna. She's from the Liberty Rebel group. She has three children."
Try swallowed, her throat tighening. She filled her satchel with food.. This was just sick, why kill people for show? It was stupid, cruel, and brutal. She looked at the woman, wondering what would happen to her children, would there be anyone to take them in and take care of them? Or would they be banished to the streets like so many children's who's parents were killed. Se blinked for a few moments after thinking that. And her mind wandered to her own parents, what if....what if theyw ere dead? What if they were never going to come back? What if she'd been wrong about them coming back? She looked to her shoes and continued to gather food, her shoulder slumped as she thought about her parents, now that she was really think many horrible possibilities raced through her head about what could've happened to them.
The hooded man opened the cage and yanked Luna out and pushed her down into a kneeling position in front of the block and laid her neck on it. Kyvan looked around the area, looking for the others. He spotted Stump and Gloss in a heated discussion with Puck, the Liberty's leader.
Kyvan shook his head sadly. They knew as good as he did that there was no way to save Luna now. The guards all along the wall would shoot them down just like they had Bud.
Darkyn watched as the crowd held its breath. He waved his hand and with an large thunk the hooded man brought the ax down.
Try looked up just in time to see the axe fall. Her stomach twisted and she tasted byle. She turned away and pretended that she was interested in a fancy cake that was on a table. In reality, she was trying not to to be sick. She looked to Kyvan, wondering what he'd do or if they should leave, they'd come and seen what they needed to see right?
Kyvan scanned the crowds. He noted everyone there that he could see. A lot of the people here he recognized. Just who were the spies turning them in?
Darkyn turned back to the people, "There is one less enemy on the street! Go! Enjoy yourselves ane be merry."
The crowd erupted into cheers again.
Kyvan grabbed some more food and stuck it in his bag, "We need to go out and socialize. Do you think you can handle that? We need to find out who is on our side and who isn't."
"I'm bad at socailizing in general." Try muttered truthfully her people skills were less then perfect as Kyvan had seen when he first brought her to his family.
"But I can try." she added. SHe looked around at the merry people, it made her sick, a poor mother had just been beheaded infront of them and theyw ere laughing and eatinga dn cheering like it was a joke. She also felt like she was beingw atched.
Risk was squatting under a table, he couldn't be seen under here, but he watched the poeple dance adn celebrate, he'd pciked this spot because it wouldn't be abnormal for a child to be under a table, plus he was with some of his street buddies that he;'made friends with. To his left was an African American boy name Pence, or at least that's what the boy went by. To his right was an Asian boy called Ying-Yang, and there were a few other boys under the table with him name Blade, Axel, and Turner. There was also one Latino looking girl called Chaser. Risk was laughing and talking with these kids as he suruptisuosly watched the people at the festival.
Kyvan nodded, "Just easedrop if you'd like." he then slipped her a small whistle, "Blow that if you run into trouble. It isn't uncommon for girls to have one. they use them to signal for help."
He then turned and walked into the crowd. he knew that he was unrecognizable, but he still felt so exposed at the moment.
Try took the whistle and hung it around her neck.
"Yeah, I know." she muttered, she'd seen some of the girls at her work carrying the whistles, though Ben discouraged it. She'd also seen street girls carry them. Try sat down at a table near the guards and grabbed an orange, she satrted to peel it while she listened.
Kyvan waded through the crowd. No one seemed to be too obvious, except those bidders who were now swapping money around. Kyvan knew Darkyn's mind he could have a spy from an old crippeled to a child--- Kyvan paused as he remembered Risk following that other day. That would be a perfect disguise for a spy. Kyvan would have to pay more attention to him, but for now he needed to make sure the guards werentK somehow alarmed about the raid Sharp and Jax were leading at the moment. If the guards went after them
((It cut me off)) Kyvan would have to warn them.
The guards' conersation wasn't anything important. She looked around, there was a group of children under a table, they seemed to glance at her now and then. One boy, though he was hidden by the shadow of the table, looked like the boy from the library, Risk she thought his name was. Suddenlt two of the boys rolled out from under the table, one was an asian boy, the other the one reminded her of Risk.
"Risk!" the Asian boy said tackling Risk, "Gimme 'ack my cake ya sto'e!" he shouted as the boy's started to tussle.
"I ain't given ya nuttin' Ying-yang, there p'en'y cakes aroun' 'ere jus' git ano'her." Risk said he fought against ying-yang, who was bigger, the boys were wrestling now.
((Frist of all: sorry that I haven't been RPing as much as normal. I've been having computer issues. :/
Second: Do you want the soldiers to somehow find out about the raid? Or something else entirely? To me it kinda seems like we are going in circles. What are your thoughts about where the story line should go?))
((Hmmm.....which do you think would be better? The raid or being discovered? And also: I was thinking about bringing the pricne back soon with the wilds rebel army. Do you think he should show up now?))