Unwanted ((open for two other characters))

[Dark_Beginning]

The morning sun had just begun to rise over the horizon as Kyte unzipped his tent. The sun was bright and there were no clouds in the sky. "Looks like its going to be another beautiful day." he said as his pet mouse, Simon, ran up his back and onto his shoulder. He yawned and finished wiping the sleep outta his eyes before packing up his stuff and hiding it in a hollowed out part of a tree. He didn't bother bringing his paddle, it would slow him down for what he had planned for today. Today, he would spend his afternoon pickpocketing.

Kyte wasn't a bad kid mind you, just unwanted. He had no place to call home, no money to eat, no friends to help him through tough times. All he had was Simon, clothing, and the equipment he had stolen from others. Why, might you ask, is he so unwanted? It's all because of his birth. He was born a Darkling. A being who is born into the world during times of trouble and tribulation. They are cursed to endure the hatred of all living beings until the time of there death.

Kyte manage to look past all the hatred and look more on the positive side of life. To him, his very existance was a slap in the face of humanity. He loved being happy and nice to all those that seemed to cast stones on him. To him, this was getting them back for the shitty life style that they forced on him.

He arrived at the town entrance just around mid-noon. He covered his eye's with his hand, not to shield out the sun but to prevent the gatekeepers from seeing his dark red eye's. This was the only way to tell if someone was a Darkling. He gave the gatekeepers a quick wave as he made his way in. They smiled politely and offered to help him but he quickly waved them away with a simple, "No thanks." It almost made him sick to be so nice to people like them. If he had not been covering his eye's they would have surely run him away.

He uncovered his face and refrain from making eye contact with anyone. He glanced around looking for someone from the higher class nobility. A small fruit stand was set up on the side of the road and the owner was chatting away with another costumer. When he noticed the man was paying him no mind, he quickly reached out and grabbed an apple. He put the apple in his sleave and walked past the stand. Once out of eye's range, he pulled the apple out and munched on it. It was the first food he had eaten in two days. He broke off a piece and gave it to Simon who was still hitching a ride on his shoulder.

After downing the apple, he continued looking for his second victim.

[Drake Draven]

Drake had been one of the customers standing by the fruit stand and examining the wares when he watched the kid snatch one. He didn't say anything or do anything to stop the kid or warn the merchant that it occurred. Drake also had had a hard childhood, and so when he seen children do these sort of things, he had a pretty good idea that whatever this child was going through was also hard. He put down the apple he had in his hand and followed after him.

Even though it was a child Drake knew if he followed him too closely that he would notice that he was being followed. So Drake followed him enough to keep him in his line of vision. But once the boy stopped so did Drake and he started to look at whatever was near him being sold. It was different dyes for fabric and hair and things of that nature. Drake had no use for such a thing but he asked questions and talked to the little old woman behind the stand anyway.

"Ohh what color could I interest you in today?" The woman toothlessly asked. She was a gentle looking old woman that was nearly nothing but bones but her eyes were bright and her smile wide. Drake's heart got the best of him and he pointed to a little vial of dye. The woman picked it up and put it in his hand and didn't ask for a price. Drake looked at her in confusion but she spoke before he could.
"I know you don't look like the kind of man that uses these sort of things. So I'll give you one to try! Once you try it I know you will come back for more."

"You're very kind. Thank you." He said and stuck the bottle in his pocket.

When he turned his head to see where the child went he had lost track of him. This sent a tickling feeling up his stomach and his arms because he felt responsible now for him. He hurriedly started to walk where he had last seen the boy.

[Dark_Beginning]

Simon began to figet and move about on Kytes shoulder. He grabbed the little mouse and held him in the palm of his hands calming the little creature. He had began to pick up on this little habit some time ago. Simon, much like Kytes, disliked most humans; I guess being brought up by someone with similar tastes would result in that. So whenever he noticed someone staring or someone that was too close whether it was accidental or purposely, he would figet and become restless.

Kytes didn't notice anyone nearby but didn't want to turn around. He walked past another stand that had been selling tin plates and noticed the stands owner was not around. He grabbed one of the plates and held it in front of him using it much like a mirror. He noticed the man following him from a distance. If Kyte stopped, the man stopped. If Kyte walked, the man was yards behind him at all time.

When the man attention was taken by an old lady selling dyes, he quickly darted into one of the alleys and looked out from one of the corners and kept his eye on the man. It didn't take the man long to realize that Kytes had disappeared from his line of vision, as he quickly ran to try and catch up.

Just as the man past, he stepped out and grabbed a rock off the ground and tossed it at a pottery shop right beside where the man was running. The rock crashed into a rather expensive looking vase causing it to fall to the floor and break into pieces, stirring the shop keeper who had fallen asleep. He quickly noticed the stranger that had run by and called out to him.

"Great, that should keep that dumb jerk busy for a while." Kyte snicked to himself.

[Taskmienster]

This thread has been sitting since before the beginning of this year (2009). Since no response has been made to create activity I am going to be moving this. If you would like it to be reopened please feel free to PM myself or another admin and they will be able to move it for you back to the Peaceful Promenade.