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Song of the Blood Rose (1x1 Ded.)

Jul. 17, 2013 at 1:08 am

(Anything can happen as long as characters stay in character. Or you can make him go to sleep and we can move on to the next morning.

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Jul. 17, 2013 at 1:21 am

((I'll keep the secret for now. I'll have him discover she's he Blood Rose when or if the romance develops. For now, we can timeskip to morning.)
 
Thresh almost fell into his blanket- because it wasn't suitable to call it a bed- the moment he set it down. But first, he tossed his pack and armaments down next to him and removed himself of the heavy-as-lead garments. Made from Dragon Cloth, they were supposed to be light and flexible, but Thresh was so tired he could barely lift them off his body. Once this was done, he collapsed and sleep wrapped its arms around him. His last thoughts before fading into the void were,
 
Sing, Blood Rose, sing. The Twin Blades come to find you. 

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Jul. 17, 2013 at 1:34 am

(Well she mentioned Blood Rose left all his gear with her.)
 
Sage slept pretty easily, although she still had some form of awareness to the real world. In the morning, she was up early. She packed and pulled on her cloak, at least, putting the rest away in a bag just in case. She was planning to kill as Blood Rose, after all. She needed her outfit. She stepped out of her room. "Wakey, wakey, Mr. Twin Blades." She knew exactly who he was now, it just took a bit of thought.

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Jul. 17, 2013 at 1:42 am

Thresh awoke with a start, not expecting Sage to come into his room. He was usually punctual about waking when the sun was cresting the horizon.
 
I must have been more tired than I thought. He said to himself as he stretched, and then remembers his lack of clothing besides undergarments. He threw a blanket over himself and grabbed his clothing from his pack. Smiling a bit sheepishly, he said,
 
"If you'll excuse me for a moment." 
 
Looking over his outfit, he observed it for any faults or tears. Anything that looked like it had been tampered with and he would probably dispose of it as quickly as possible and get another one woven. Once he found it acceptable, he began to dress himself. This was an arduous process, considering his number of armaments and pouches. 
 
Then, something clicked in Thresh's mind.
 
This girl knew exactly who he was.
 
 

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Jul. 17, 2013 at 1:55 am

Sage left him and prepared a quick breakfast. She whistled absently to herself, her Blood Rose tune, as always. She didn't think much of it, it was just habit. She didn't expect it to be a problem with Thresh. She set the bacon and eggs out on the table.
 
"Breakfast if you want it. That is if you trust me not to poison it." She called, sitting down and digging in. She had her bags waiting readily by the door.

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Jul. 17, 2013 at 2:03 am

Thresh recognized the tune Sage was whistling, the song of the Blood Rose. Another oddity to add onto the last with this girl, and Thresh was started to become a bit mindful of who Sage really was. He would leave it for another time as he sat down to the delicious looking plate of bacon and eggs.
 
"I watched you cook, I'm not that naive," He said, waving a fork in her direction, "If salt is poison, however, then you've caught me dead." 
 
Poisoned or not, the food tasted delicious. Belly-filled, Thresh had a newfound energy. The ride to the mountains would take two days, and countless more searching caverns and hideaways for any sign of the Blood Rose.
 
Even now, Thresh wondered what he would do once he actually found the Rose. Kneeling in submission wasn't exactly Thresh's thing, but then neither was gloating. Perhaps he would simply casually start a conversation before getting to the real point. 
 
Focus on the now. He thought to himself. And at the moment, the now was an impatient girl waiting to leave. 

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Jul. 17, 2013 at 2:11 am

Sage cleaned up and went through her belongings, grabbing a few material possessions, including a locket that was melted shut. She started whistling again and grabbed her bags. "I'll need to get my horse from the nearby stable." She told him. She frowned when she realized she didn't have enough to pay the man keeping her horse for her. "I don't suppose you could help me pay off a bit of debt to get my horse back?"

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Jul. 17, 2013 at 2:16 am

"We're ten minutes onto the journey and you're already leeching my coins." Thresh grunted, dropping the cost into her hands. He didn't mind, to be honest, he had enough coins. But this girl might make him have even less coins.
 
Fastening his pack, Thresh then hooked his feet into the stirrups of the horse and swung himself upward. Finding a comfortable sitting position, he looked at Sage and asked, 
 
"Ready?"

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Jul. 17, 2013 at 2:22 am

Sage nodded. "I'd pay it myself but I haven't exactly been planning on this trip so I didn't have the money saved up." She told him. "Let's go, it's not far and it shouldn't take long." She led the way to the stable, and as she said, it didn't take long.
 
After getting her horse and swinging up on its back, she looked to Thresh. "Lead the way." She didn't want to have her back to him while they were traveling. She was too paranoid.

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Jul. 17, 2013 at 2:28 am

Thresh shrugged and spurred his horse, Shadowmane, into a slow canter. Once they were outside the village, he pulled back on the reins to slow her. Je could see the snow-capped tips of the mountains just above the horizon. Turning a bit to face Sage, he said,
 
"We're gonna be together on this journey for a few months, at least. I might as well learn your story, and you mine." 
 
Thresh wasn't comfortable divulging too much information to an essential stranger, but he thought that Sage should know at least a little bit about who he was. The same went for Sage, because Thresh wanted to know early on if she was going to go berserk and stab him while he was sleeping. 

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Jul. 17, 2013 at 2:33 am

"I think we should just skip that." Sage said flatly. She was telling him Blood Rose's story. She didn't want to have to make one up for herself. "Grew up on a horse ranch, best friends with a kid who turned into netorious assassin, blah, blah, blah. End of story. Moving on."

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Jul. 17, 2013 at 2:49 am

Thresh shrugged. Sage's vagueness was alright with him. He was prone to be vague himself. But, there was one thing that made Thresh stand out above his other assassins; the reason he was such an astounding hunter.
 
"I grew up in the Dark Forest." He called back at her, saying it so casually it could be mistaken for something of little value. But rarely, people ever come out of the Dark Forest. Thresh lived in it for fourteen years before setting out on his own.
 
"It molded me, created who I am today." He said, lightly patting the bow on his back. The bow seemed to almost...respond...to Thresh. Its string seemed to tighten and the place where he patted it kept the imprint of his hand.
 
Oh yes, Thresh was a bit more interesting than an average assassin.

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Jul. 17, 2013 at 2:57 am

Interest sparked within Sage and she urged her horse up next to his. "That's an impressive bow..." She murmured. "I'm jealous." She quickly bit her tongue. That was Blood Rose talking, not Sage. She looked away. "I've always had an interest in...'living' weapons."

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Jul. 17, 2013 at 3:14 am

Thresh raised an eyebrow. A seamstress interested in weaponry, no less living weaponry? She was interesting, to say the least. 
 
"The Dark Forest is an evil place, there is no denying that. It is the home of necromancy and all sorts of shadow magic. Some things come to life that really... shouldn't. Inanimate things. Such is the case with my bow, and my blades. They were originally just that. A bow and blades. But spending enough time in the Dark Forest, and they became something more. They bonded to me, and they have become as much a part of me as my own arms and legs." He said, riding alongside her. Looking her up and down, he asked,
 
"How is the Dragon Cloth suiting you?"

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Jul. 17, 2013 at 3:20 am

"I wish I'd had it years ago." Sage mumbled, grimacing. She also wished she had known sooner how to obtain such weapons. She would have hidden out in the Dark Forest, not some random little town obsessed with holidays.
 
"I'm sorry, I just have some odd hobbies. I guess it's mostly inspired by Blood Rose." She told him.

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Jul. 17, 2013 at 3:34 am

"You two must've spent a lot of time together." Thresh suggested, running through a thousand thoughts in his head. After all, there was nothing much else to do while riding except that and staring at the scenery.

And, unfortunately, this scenery Thresh had seen a thousand times over. So, talking and thinking were all he could do.

Once they made their first stop, Thresh would go hunting. And how he would enjoy that after weeks of abstinence from his chosen sport.

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Jul. 17, 2013 at 3:45 am

(Post no show)

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Jul. 17, 2013 at 3:51 am

(BAH.)
 
Thresh pondered that. He then said,
 
"You two must have spent a lot of time together."
 
A thousand thoughts ran through his head. After all, there wasn't much else to do on horseback other than think, talk, and watch the scenery. Unfortunately, this very familiar scenery was painfully boring. So, Thresh thank. And, he taled. The village was already out of sight, and Thresh could see a bit more of the mountains at this point.
 
The first thing Thresh would do once they made camp was hunt. He almost felt as if he was developing withdrawal syndromes from not hunting, as he had abstained from doing so for weeks. 
 

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Jul. 17, 2013 at 3:56 am

Sage fell silent, just thinking for a while. She missed the old days, but she pushed it out of her mind and tried to focus on something else. Thresh had an interesting background, but it wasn't safe to try to sustain a long conversation with him.
 
She thought on a lot of different things, but never spoke. She got hungry but just grabbed some bread from her pack.

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Jul. 17, 2013 at 4:03 am

Thresh wouldn't eat, not yet at least. It was best he conserved what supplied he had, lest he not find anything whilst hunting. He figured they had gone at least long enough for the next village to be close on the horizon. 
 
((Want to timeskip to them making camp? Your choice.))

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