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All I can remember is leaving for work then someone grabbed me, took me away. There was plenty of blood, more than I could handle; several faces, all asking questions I refused to answer; my gang name ran through my mind over and over again. I needed to protect them and that is what I did. Now, I don't know where they moved me too. This was all running through the mind of the red haired boy or girl laying on the cold, hard ground, two large walls shadowing them form the harsh sun. They were beaten pretty badly, a small pool of blood was around their right arm.

Sir Kafiha strode through the back alleys of this strange town. His armor at home, he wore only his padded jacket and a maille shirt. His sword, hung loyally on his hip, was all the armament he was able to carry in this foreign land. It had been a simple day, a routine trip to the stables to check on his horse, a light breakfast, and now he was heading back to his employer's estate to begin the morning training.

When he saw the young girl sprawled in a pool of blood, he looked around apprehensively. Bandits in these parts were often keen to lay traps to overly sympathetic passerby.

He placed a hand on his sword and advanced. Any bandit looking to ambush him here would be paid in steel, not gold, for their deception.

He knelt over the girl's prone form, checking her pulse and breathing.

"Hey. Girl. Are you alive? Can you hear me? Wake up."

The pulse was strong against the man's fingers. The girl groaned and moved her head to look at who was talking to her. She saw some guy, confused as to why he was trying to wake her. Soon the pain shot through her body and she let out another groan form the pain and started to try to sit up. "Sure as hell I'm alive and I can hear ya." She said as she sat down on the ground, holding her right arm that was still bleeding.

*sees the two people and walks over* hey you ok? *looks at arm and heals her right arm*here let me by the way my name is Zoey

(Um.....It defeats the propose of this roleplay if Zoe(My character) is so easily healed like that.)

Smoke started to come from a nearby vent, the red fiery cinders blew out into the open and the smoke fell to the ground but slowly coming together to form a human body. As the smoke took a physical form, the man, intimidating as he may seem, looked over at the others with an awkward smile 'Erm, hi?' He chuckled.

In his hand, the black smoke took the shape of a dagger attached to chains running all the way up his right arm, he held the dagger in reverse, ready for anyone to jump in... Especially in the middle of gang turf 'I have no idea why I'm here' he looks at me as I role play him with a cocked brow and a look that said why...

To the others it looked like he was looking at nothing, he looked down at the girl and so she was already taken care of 'I swear I've seen you around before..." He said squinting at the, earlier wounded girl.

((Sorry I never replied casebag, but I'm here now xD))

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