(I just got back)

(Now we play the waiting game)

(Back from my meals)

(Hurray!)

[Done cooking! Raw batter is good :> Ready to start?]

(Vine wakes up in in a cold sweat,then breaths deep and coughs out the dust.)"another nightmare" Vine said grimly.

[Oh god NO. The first one scared the living daylights out of me.]

Carmite slept in two chairs side by side, but after a night, one of the chairs gives in and snaps, waking up Carmite. "Ohhh... I can't WAIT to get out of this slum..."

(Vine gets up and stretches while brushing off debree from the building.)"time to visit the murkrow merchants" he grumbles. (Vine sneaks out the building hastily and unoticed.)

Flaire stirred and opened her eyes. Blearily, she sat up and yawned, exposing slight fangs; she wrapped the blanket around herself, content to just sit there and stare at the dust motes floating in the sunlight.

"Argh... Well, well. Hope you all slept well. I'm going to go get the deed to our futures..." Carmite starts scooping up gold coins into a pouch.

Murkrow merchants were always surrounded by a crowd, and that was a careless weakness.

"We've only slept here one night," Flaire yawned. "Perhaps you boys should get to know the slums a little better? I'm sure they're very nice once you give them a chance."

"Very funny, lass. Well, the house we're getting is at (House location :P). I think High Order is in change of residential affair, so I'll start there. At the Keep." Carmite walks out, leaving the door open.

Vine walked past courtesans, beggers, theives, and peasants. on his way he saw Slum #17,but only stood to watch for a moment then decided to pass it. He went straight to the bar to spend 5 silver on a beer which he stored in his pouch.

The merchants were in sight and Vine had a plan that would draw some attention. He jumped on the roof put a rag in the beer he bought, lit it with a nearby torch ,and chucked it just outside the range of anyone in the crowd. They all scattered.

Flaire stood up. "Anyone know what's for breakfast? Not alcohol," she added.

Goes to Breakwall Keep, and is in awe as he walks around. Amazing architecture, small details everywhere, and everything was unnaturally clean. Carmite's boots left a trail on the floor. A row of Prisoners tethered together by chains walked from the far left and down stairs. Bisharp Guards were lined around every pillar.

Vine knows that Murkrow would immediately tell a superior about an event like this. He looks around, then sees a murkrow bolt around the street corner. Vine hopped along the rooftops to follow.

Bisharp: "State your intention or answer to my blade." Carmite: "I'm here to buy the vacant five-man house." Bisharp: "Well you need to talk to the steward for that. This way, Pris--Sir." Carmite thinks, "Wow. What a people person."

[Got to go! Time to eat all the stuff I made!]

As the fire was starting to be out of sight, the murkrow entered the richer districts. He finally led him to large fancy stone brick house with a wooden plank roof. Once murkrow knocked a tall women wearing all purple came out with a hat similar to that of murkrows.(mismagius)

(woman not women)

Carmite speaks with Steward Xatu, and purchases the house. Carmite takes the key and leaves Breakwall Keep. "Time for the future... Hope they're there already."

Vine memorizes the location, for he'll take a visit at night. "Gotcha" Vine said. (He hops back to see the chaos he made.)

Carmite enters the house, and sees the leftover gold set on the table. "Well at least they knew. Hello? Alone. Great." Carmite sits on a chair, and wiggles slightly. "It doesn't creak! That makes me happier than it should."

"Hmmm, well they already put out the fire, but nobody's hanging around here for a while. " (chuckles)

"Well sitting around here won't accomplish anything... I should go buy me a pike." Gets up with a handful of gold.

Vine decided to rest at the bar after his little ordeal .

Vine didn't mind the smell of alchohol although he didn't drink often. drinking made it harder to maneuver around the city, but it was entertaining to see what happened at the bar.

Passes by the bar. "Well, I never had breakfast... Wonder what's on the menu." Walks into the Bar.

Sees carmite enter the bar and sighs. "Well might as well say hello" Vine puts his head down and carefully aproaches.

Sees Vine approach him with his head down like he's a Tauros charging. "Sigh, Alright lad. What do you want."

Perks his head up"Just waiting for dinner and a show"(more like breakfast)"how about you sword swinger"(holds back a laugh)

"Lay off. Least I'm not a stalker." Carmite folds his arms and walks to the bar and orders Bread and Milk, and sits at a table.

"I was in here before you,it's just coincidence" Vine stated as he Ordered bread and water and sat a seat away "So where'd you travel from stranger"

"KevIskhan... If you want to be executed by revolutionaries, go there. If you want to be executed by the parliament, go there. I had to leave before they decided who would execute me..."

"That could explain a lot about you, and I'll remember to... not go there"Vine said as he took a nibble at his bread.

"... Well this would be a good time to talk. Where are, *Bites his bread* you frum?"

"Here, always have been... as far as I can remember" (sips water)

"Hm. So, you have broke into our slum, tried to enter, well, to your credit you knocked that time. What's the deal, lad? What did you want from us?"

"I wanted to know why you all came here in the first place to cause trouble, a fresh start?" The tall girl wearing purple came in, and Vine scooted next to Carmite. He tried to act casual. "We may need to start a barfight" Vine said looking at Carmite.

"What for? Ahh, whatever." Carmite stands up, and takes the chair he was sitting on and smashes it against the bar. "Come at me I say!" Carmite fights off random people, by counterattacks only.

(Vine sees the girl watch in amusement)Vine gets one of the nearby men to shield him from her sight while mainly dodgeing other attacks, and using leg sweeps.

Breaks some drunks arm, and kicks him in the back. "I'll be outside, laddy!" Makes his ways to the doors, and waits across the path.

(...grabs his bread and water and finishes them) When Vine looked at the doors, the girl was gone. He walks up and asks Carmite "why are you here."

Folds his arms, "Lad, we went over this. I don't want to live in the battlefield that is Kevlskhan. And if thats not what you mean, a man needs his meals."

(@ Cookieh?I weed-eated and did dishes before I got on, I feel ya.)

"Gotcha" Vine slams on the ground to sit. "So you moved out of the slums yet"

"Yes, we bought a house. I don't think the others moved their belongings there yet."

Not the brightest are they? Vine said with a laugh.Who's watching the house?"

"You don't know her, no matter to you. I'm going to go buy myself some pieces." Turns around, "Sigh. You don't seem to be horrible, actually... Bye." Walks away to the Armorer's stand.

Vine gets up and jumps on the nearest roof without a word.

At the armorer's store, Carmite picks up a reinforced pike, like the one he had back home, he says.

"We're all running.I'm running from my past, Carmite from his home, and Flaire from fate." Vine said to himself as he stared at the sky.

Carmite sees light coming from Slum #17, and wonders what is happening. Carmite taps on the door with his new weapon.

This was good compared to the common rabble, please tell me if you make another one or something.

If you make a new one, or continue this I'm with ya (sorry if I'm bad at this, for I only started to rp 2 days ago.)

[Hello...? Dang it, why am I coming late to everything!]

[...]

I have her new alt in my following list.

.3. We continuing this?

Well Sarah won't be on for a while... Soooo... I dunno. I think it'd be better if all of us were here.

Well I'm usually here, in the background. I'll be here when we start up. If I can't, I'll be sure to mention it.

I can start up the RP I've been planning out. .3.

[Hello?]

Flaire looked around, crossing her legs in her chair with a deep sigh. "Well, this RP is dead...such a shame." She mused. "Sarah and I looked forward to it so much. Wonder what happens to the characters when their roleplay dies?" The Arcanine Pokehuman began to fade away. "Goodbye, my friends...oh, Carmite, I had a crush on you but I was too afraid to say it."

[It's all right! I may or may not be on tomorrow, anyways. It depends on how good the Cleveland hotel Wi-Fi is.^^;]

.......;_;