The Overthrow of Busistocaria

Rosalie nodded, "Alright then, that's good to know. Thank you."

Alice and Jasper went to get a doctor then brought him to Blake, they then began walking again.

 

"its my duty to" Blade said

 

"Well, I am thankful for it." Rosalie said.


Alice and Jasper walked past the gates of the town.

 

Ren walked right past Alice and Jasper still looking for Rosalie

 

Alice and Jasper walked into a café.

 

Vallyn headed towards Rose, appearing from the shadows that the sun light presented. He stared nonjudgingly at her. He continued to hide in the shadows, awaiting for her to be alone.

 

Rosalie stood there.

 

Just then blade started to look around the place

 

The drow blended in well with the shadows. He silently waited, his breath nonexistant. He traced a glyph in the air, further concealing him within the shadows.

 

Rosalie felt a presence, but could not see anyone.

 

"you can feel it too can't you" Blade said still looking

 

The assassin smirked, knowing that they would be futile in finding a Shade. His smirk faded, for it was only a small shimmer of light, of playful mischief... He continued to wait, knowing eventually, that he would find Rosalie alone. He needed to talk to that one.

 

Rosalie nodded, then walked in the direction of the presence.

 

Vallyn watched her, invisible within the shadows. He waited, feeling a presence not too far off.

 

Rosalie continued in walking towards the presence.

 

Knowing he will get nowhere fast, the drow-shade rushed past her, whisper into her ears as he past. He was a spiral of shadowstuff as he did so.

"Await me in the Seventh Tower, during the Hour of Twilight... No light, no guards... Just you." He whispered, wanting no one to interfere. He wanted to talk to her. In the Seventh Tower of the castle, in a dusky room fit for the Twilight Hour. Just a private meeting. A dream. Nothing more.

 

Rosalie heard what he said, and she planned on going to the tower.

OOC: You wanna skip to the meeting time?

 

Ooc: Depends, is there anything else you wanna patch up with TB?

Vallyn appeared from a shadow spiral, tendrils of darkness dancing about his body. He was in the Seventh Tower, patiently waiting for time to fly by. To pass the time, he juggled nine Alchemist Fires. He caught them every time.

 

OOC: Hmm, he hasn't posted in here for a while so I guess I will just go ahead and let Rose go to the tower.

BIC: Rosalie quietly walked to the Seventh Tower, wondering what Vallyn could want.

 

"Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who's the darkest one of all?" He asked in a sing-song tone, the Alchemist's Fire becoming encased within the shadows. The drow-shade awaited for Rosalie, Twilight Hour nearing.