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Post by Timothy Mouse/Fred Mausworth on May 31, 2012 20:48:19 GMT -5
Timothy turned his head to look at what Robin was looking at. A butterfly. Seemed harmless enough, but something about it seemed off. It wasn't like any butterfly he'd ever seen. "Robin?" he whispered. "What is that thing?"
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Post by Sorceress Calisto/Cally Rose on May 31, 2012 21:15:02 GMT -5
The Blue Butterfly went into one more tent and stayed inside longer then it did any of the others, then it quickly came out seeming like it had found what it had been looking for, it fluttered quickly through the camp and headed back into the forest.
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Post by Robin Hood/Jezabel Williams on May 31, 2012 21:40:28 GMT -5
Robin continued to watch,"... Hold on.." she began to follow it. She'd lived in these woods for over five years and never once saw any butterfly, or thing for that matter like that. It seemed to have its own purpose, like it was trying to get or find something. Robin guessed it wasn't looking go any flower.
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Post by Timothy Mouse/Fred Mausworth on May 31, 2012 21:52:05 GMT -5
Timothy knew what some insects looked like, having been just a regular mouse and a robin himself. From what he remembered, butterflies liked to sip nectar and talk amongst other butterflies that they met. This one, however... "I don't think that's any bug I've ever seen," he whispered, sticking behind Robin.
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Post by Sorceress Calisto/Cally Rose on May 31, 2012 22:12:03 GMT -5
The Butterfly fluttered just a little ways out of the camp, and then stopped once it came across a women in a dark blue cloak sitting down on the ground with her eyes closed, though her hood was covering her face, so could not tell her eye were closed, she got up and brushed off the dirt.
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Post by Robin Hood/Jezabel Williams on May 31, 2012 22:18:59 GMT -5
Robin nodded to Timothy, she followed the butterfly over to where this new hooded woman stood. Robin quickly evaluated the threat level,"State your name stranger" she said approaching her closer, a hand on her dagger as a precaution.
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Post by Timothy Mouse/Fred Mausworth on May 31, 2012 22:23:27 GMT -5
Another magic user? Pretty sneaky. No wonder Timothy had sensed that something was off about the insect. The former mouse stood his ground beside Robin, ready to attack should the hooded figure be prodded to do so.
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Post by Sorceress Calisto/Cally Rose on May 31, 2012 22:52:58 GMT -5
She looked at the two who had followed her ‘scout’ she didn’t answer the question, at least not right away, she watched Robin’s hand go on ‘his’ dagger.
She sighed and then lifted up the bottom of her dress that is hidden under her cloak, to reveal her calf, the Butterfly flew onto it and it seem to melt into her skin, becoming a tattoo, she then let go of her dress to cover it.
“I’m not comfortable with giving you my name, but I can give you a fake one, or you can just call me what ever you feel like calling me, it does not matter to me” she finally said to Robin, crossing her arms.
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Post by Robin Hood/Jezabel Williams on May 31, 2012 23:16:53 GMT -5
Robin watched in awe as the butterfly melted into the woman's skin. Then realized she had been answered... Doesn't matter? She'd never gotten that response before.
"Well, a name is better than none, though i'd prefer if you gave me a name to call you... Something you'd be most comfortable with, common curtesy and such"
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Post by Timothy Mouse/Fred Mausworth on Jun 1, 2012 15:24:18 GMT -5
Timothy nodded in agreement with Robin's request. He didn't really react to the butterfly dissolving into the witch's skin; he'd seen stranger. "Just a name and your business here," he added.
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Post by Robin Hood/Jezabel Williams on Jun 1, 2012 15:52:48 GMT -5
Robin glanced back at Timothy, an eyebrow cocked. A smile kind of tugged at the corner of her lips, he had been here for less than fifteen minutes and he had already found a sense of authority in the camp, for some reason Robin admired that.
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Post by Sorceress Calisto/Cally Rose on Jun 1, 2012 16:34:37 GMT -5
The women thought for a moment, trying to pick what name to go with.
“You can call me… Sasha and I’m here because something I lost seemed to have found it’s way to your camp, I would like to get it back… if you don’t mind” she said answering the questions while looking at Robin.
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Post by Timothy Mouse/Fred Mausworth on Jun 1, 2012 20:48:16 GMT -5
Timothy flashed a small smile at Robin, as if to say that he had 'his' back. "All right, Sasha," he began, turning back to the witch, "I'm sure your little spy knows where your lost item is. Unless he didn't see more than he should have, you're gonna have to come with us and refrain from using any more magic."
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Post by Robin Hood/Jezabel Williams on Jun 2, 2012 9:50:02 GMT -5
Robin smirked a little,"This way Sasha, if you've lost something in -my- camp..." she shot a glance at Tim,trying to assert her authority, though she couldn't help but grin," We'll find it for you. Though, like my friend here said, we'd prefer if you didn't use any magic"
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Post by Sorceress Calisto/Cally Rose on Jun 2, 2012 17:35:26 GMT -5
‘Shasha’ nodded and grind at the two before her.
“Thank you, don’t worry I’ll keep my magic to my self, I understand, a lot of people are not comfortable around It. ” she said while walking towards the camp.
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