AlysaNewport
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Alysa's gazes followed Persus as he noted her beening in charge in a way that she knew way to well. She had gotten that look many times in her travels and yet here she still stood, a woman with her sword in hand fighting what life brings compared to those men that lay upon the ground as food for the vultures. She never could understand the male ego nor did she wish too.
She pulled her eyes from him with a burning that she wish not to identify for it only made her more temperamental towards him. What she did know was that he was a coward wearing a uniform of an officer. Anyone who would let children and elders defend the lives of a city while his best troops protects the kings treasury is no man she wished to associate with, best to leave him to Ravin she decided as her thoughts came to a close about the captain.
She turned back just in time to see Mara pull Ravin to the side. Her eyes capture the stare of Mara looking at her. Alysa's eyes narrowed at the sight of her whispering in the ear of the man that she has begun to trust and admire to an extent. If this was before her travels she would be jealously fighting over Ravin but she has learned that men put on a show for the comfort seeking females, which are easily duped into the mans bed, and after that conquest is when the true man appears, however, the longer you stand and give no quarter they slip and let that false image fall. Did she feel that he has put a false image up? No but she wasn't going to jump without finding out all she can first.
She pulled herself from watching them for a few times Ravin caught her stare and she wanted not to give him any false notions that she cared for him more than just a comrade in arms. She walked away with the though weighting heavy upon her mind. How did she feel for him, and will she lower her wall and show him what she is fearing that she is doing? Falling for him. Damnit she whispered as she hastened her step out of the building and into the orange glow of the litted up battlements.
Her eyes caught movement off into the shadows some thirty paces away. She stood still searching the darkness. Her hand gliding over the cold pommel of her sword. She did not call out nor did she stare directly in the location that she seen the moving shadow. She wanted to wait and allow this figure to make its move. From her right she witnessed the approach of the Captain, anger filled his face while he stared her down. This wasn't going to be a very good encounter..
She pulled her eyes from him with a burning that she wish not to identify for it only made her more temperamental towards him. What she did know was that he was a coward wearing a uniform of an officer. Anyone who would let children and elders defend the lives of a city while his best troops protects the kings treasury is no man she wished to associate with, best to leave him to Ravin she decided as her thoughts came to a close about the captain.
She turned back just in time to see Mara pull Ravin to the side. Her eyes capture the stare of Mara looking at her. Alysa's eyes narrowed at the sight of her whispering in the ear of the man that she has begun to trust and admire to an extent. If this was before her travels she would be jealously fighting over Ravin but she has learned that men put on a show for the comfort seeking females, which are easily duped into the mans bed, and after that conquest is when the true man appears, however, the longer you stand and give no quarter they slip and let that false image fall. Did she feel that he has put a false image up? No but she wasn't going to jump without finding out all she can first.
She pulled herself from watching them for a few times Ravin caught her stare and she wanted not to give him any false notions that she cared for him more than just a comrade in arms. She walked away with the though weighting heavy upon her mind. How did she feel for him, and will she lower her wall and show him what she is fearing that she is doing? Falling for him. Damnit she whispered as she hastened her step out of the building and into the orange glow of the litted up battlements.
Her eyes caught movement off into the shadows some thirty paces away. She stood still searching the darkness. Her hand gliding over the cold pommel of her sword. She did not call out nor did she stare directly in the location that she seen the moving shadow. She wanted to wait and allow this figure to make its move. From her right she witnessed the approach of the Captain, anger filled his face while he stared her down. This wasn't going to be a very good encounter..