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Post by kimcora on Sept 3, 2017 0:52:44 GMT -5
Rosalind looked taken aback by Antony’s sudden outburst about Felix. She shifted back a bit from him, her eyes wide as he went on talking about his sister. She kept analyzing what she had said, wondering what had set him off. Perhaps it was the comment about his sister and the cure, but even then, it was only a question to start a dialogue. It was in her nature to want to understand him, even if he was content being aloof. Rosalind hadn't been around many people, as most people where she was from avoided orphans or ignored those with no family titles. Felix was always honest with her and she wasn't used to this curtness about it. Rosalind shook her head as he said there wasn't enough to save his sister as she didn't believe it. There was no way that a cure couldn't save her. This cure was supposed to save anyone and everything. They could find a way. If he didn't even believe in saving someone in his family, how could he care enough to help her? When he said he didn't give a damn about Felix, an obvious shift of anger flashed through her eyes. Why the hell did he have such a negative view of her best friend? And yet she was important? That didn't make sense. How could she be important if he didn't take what she wanted seriously? She gave a frustrated huff when he walked away from her, making her get to her feet to follow him but she stopped when he shut his door. Her confusion and frustration welled up in her until she could feel her eyes watering some. "F-Fine. Just walk away and get all broody. What the hell does important even mean when you constantly--" She let out a frustrated noise and stormed off out of the sitting room and into the hall, feeling flustered, hurt, angry and...worried about Antony. She scolded herself for it. She didn't need him right now or these stupid feelings. There was no way he returned them anyways. Important to him...what did that even mean? That she was an ally or a meat shield...or maybe a friend or a kindered spirit in this hell? Why would he want to help her if there was nothing in it for him. Something just wasn't right between her mixed up feelings and Antony's behavior. Maybe she should go back and apologize... She paused and turned to go back, but froze when a spectral figure stood behind her with a knife raised high. It was a transparent woman in a noble's dress, her eyes covered and her throat cut, her bound hands raised with a knife in them. She let out a screech and brought the knife down at Rosalind. Before the blow could hit, a long blade went through her, causing the spirit to blow away into ash. When the ash cleared and her mind quit freaking out from the surprise, she saw Esmond standing there with a concerned look on his face. "Lady Rosalind, why are you wandering the halls alone? It is not safe in some areas without an escort." He said which made her give a shaky nod. "What was that?" She asked, which made Esmond frown. "This place is full of ghosts from the past.. Try not to concern yourself with them." He offered her a softer smile that almost eased her mind. However, it quickly faded and he gave a small bow. "The Queen, your aunt, wishes to speak with you in the ballroom. I was coming to fetch you when the noise startled me. Come, let me escort you." He offered his arm, which Rosalind hesitated to take. Antony would be furious if she went alone...but then again would he really care all that much? Surely not...besides if snything went wrong she would always respawn in the hunter's dream...She nodded and took his arm, heading deeper into the castle.
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Post by vamperious on Sept 3, 2017 1:22:02 GMT -5
Antony heard her yell and storm off but hesitated to get up to follow. He waited a few quiet moments to get his mind up to get up and follow her to perhaps apologize for his anger and how he shouldn't have taken his frustration out on her. He rose and gave a heavy sigh, trying to figure out why he snapped at her. He knew that her always going on about 'felix' made him jealous and angry. He knew that already but it seemed he wasn't very good at expressing himself, ever. He went back into the sitting room and glanced around looking slightly apologetic- not finding Rose. He crossed the room and knocked, getting no response. He opened it to find it was as it had sounded- empty. He crossed back to his room and grabbed his weapon, stapping it on and left into the hallway. Picking a general direction and called for Rose- only to be met with things that needed to be put down...
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Post by kimcora on Sept 4, 2017 0:33:58 GMT -5
Rosalind stepped into the ballroom, her eyes flitting to the dusty room that looked like it once was a sight to see. Her arm moved from Esmond as she wandered forward, glass crunching under her shoe as she stepped over a fallen beam that had taken out a stain glass window. Annalise stood with her back to Rosalind, her eyes on the snow outside of a shattered window, the crown in her pale hands. Rosalind felt oddly intrigued by her, just by her silhouette and wondering what was beneath that mask. Would she resemble her at all? Was she gruesome looking or beautiful? Would she get that feeling of familiarity from her that all families apparently got from each other when she saw her face? Rosalind was lost in thought till Annalise looked back and gave a small hum of appreciation. "You came alone. I'm surprised Antony allowed it." Her comment made Rosalind frown as she thought about that, the comment struck a nerve. "No, he prefers to sit in his room...we had a small argument and I think I upset him." Rosalind watched Annalise as she raised a hand to where her mouth might have been on the mask. "Oh I'm sorry. If you don't mind me asking...what happened? I am well versed in the hearts of men. It comes with eons of life my dear..." Rosalind wondered if she could trust her, but then again what could it hurt? The woman hadn't tried to harm her so far... why not try this whole faith in family thing? "Well he and I argued over the cure and his sister and Felix, my friend. He was angry over Felix and then when I suggested that we could save his sister too. Then he called me important and it confused me. I'm not used to this sort of thing...with men." She said looking down with a blush as she thought about Antony and the way he made her feel...It was all so confusing. In the silence that hung in the air, she heard Annalise sigh, which drew her attention back to the woman in white. "Sounds like you really care for him...else you wouldn't be this invested in the hunter...like mother like daughter I suppose." Rosalind's eyes widened and she quickly bit bak a defiant response. COuld she really deny it? Was it that obvious that she had feelings for Antony? Even if they would never be reciprocated, she didn't even know how to react to them or what to do with them. Felix was her first love and only love so far and even then he had quickly placed her in the friend zone. She had never even been kissed, let alone felt someone care for her or even think of her in that way. Surely Antony didn't see her that way, this frumpy, angry little woman that was as mean as she was bossy. He probably found her annoying.... "You doubt yourself. That is strange. You are of my blood and therefore a lucky find for a hunter of blood. Surely he knows this, as most would be intrigued by your union." Her words made Rosalind blush, despite her face falling. She just couldn't believe that was true... "Well actually I don't think he sees me in quite that way...you see we are very different. And we want different things...I want to save Felix and he wants...well I don't quite know anymore. I tried to say that this cure could save his sister but he wouldn't believe me.." She looked to Annalise, her look hopeful. "Surely you must know if the cure will save her. If we fix the cure will it save his sister? I can't stand to see him alone anymore...he deserves some happiness and a family...it breaks my heart thinking I cannot save her too..." Annalise stood there for a moment before she shook her head slowly. "I am sorry my child but the Great Ones have posioned her with the sickness of the mind. Their cure would only do her more time, untainted or not...I'm afraid she is lost to their cure." Rosalind felt her heart clench and her body grow cold. How...how could that be? This was the magic cure to fix all....did that mean that Felix would also go mad? "And Felix? Will the cure...?" She looked horrified at that, the possible revelation horrifying her. "No, not if the cure is untainted and the curse is lifed. He will be free of the curse...but there is always a price to these things with the Great Ones. My kind paid it as did the hunters. ANd the Pthumerians before us..." She suddenly turned and took Rosalind's hand, pulling her along to follow her to the window. Rosalind looked out of it with her, finding it was a graveyard just out side with hundreds of graves. It was a terrifying sight, but she had wondered why Annalise was the last one. She had said that her people had been killed by the hunters...but why would she show her this tragic scene if their death didn't matter anymore? "But there may be a way to bypass the pain of chance. What if I told you a cure lies within your DNA and my blood? A cure that could save your friend and ANtony and perhaps his sister?" Rosalind looked confused before Annalise gestured to the graveyard. "All of these graves you see were once my people, the Vilebloods. All connected by a sacred ritual using my blood and my family's, like your mother, to purify theirs. You should have seen our power, our triumph over Yharnam...till those Executioners came and destroyed it all..." She looked to Rosalind, her grip tightening on her hand in a pleading way almost. "Our blood was labeled as Vile, but it is not such. For it has healing properties gifted to us by our ancestors, The Pthumerians. We are descended of gods...and as such our power is limitless, as our life is. You carry in you at least part of the heritage your mother was born to. You could become what destiny intended and rise to your potential..." Rosalind looked confused her eyes widened at the very idea that she had the potential to be anything other than herself...let alone a cure. "A...You said your blood is a cure?" Annalise nodded and gave her hand a soft pat. "Yes my dear Rosalind. Our blood, the Vileblood line, has regenerative blood that makes us impervious to death. The blood we share can change others, heal them and make them so much stronger...imagine if you were to take that blood power for your own. Felix would be cured and you could perhaps save Antony's sister...All without digging into the mess his father and your mother started. You could leave this behind you...both of you...and start a life together. You wouldn't even have to challenge your mother at the clock tower to find out the terrible secret she guards...You two would be free..." Rosalind stood there in shock, her body frozen in shock and uncertainty. She stood there a long moment before she finally worked up the nerve to speak. "I...I could save them? My blood could help him and me....how?" She asked, the idea very tempting even if it shocked and worried her. Was it really that simple? Was it all really that possible that she could really help Antony? Annalise nodded taking her other hand so that she faced her. "Yes my child." She said softly, lowering her masked face to Rosalind's level. "all you have to do is partake of my blood and yours will be awakened. Just one drop and your search for the cure becomes so much closer without all the nasty mess of the past.." As Rosalind deliberated, Annalise glanced to Esmond as her sensitive hearing picked up the sound of someone approaching...they couldn't have the boy interfering too early. She gave a nod to Esmond that Rosalind missed in her confusion, which left the armored man to leave. He went out to the hall and easily found Antony fighting off a bat like creature that crawled from the shadows. He easily cut the things head off before turning his sword to Antony. "Naughty hunter. Didn't I tell you the halls were unsafe on your own?" He taunted, his tone menacing under the helmet.
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Post by vamperious on Sept 15, 2017 18:28:12 GMT -5
When the creepy man came into the hall and cut his current target- even taunting him he frowned deeply. "Bite off. Where is Rose?" He asked almost point blank since he wasn't even close to being in the mood to play with the strange little man. His eyes scanned the hallway finding it looked slightly familiar- they were near the great hall of sorts where they had met with the queen before. He wasn't sure of the truth but he found some in what she said, even if it were only half of it.
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Post by kimcora on Oct 9, 2017 20:18:36 GMT -5
Rosalind frowned as she thought about it all since she couldn't quite make a decision. While she knew this was suspicious and too good to be true, she couldn't necessarily deny that avoiding more hardship and solving the problem quicker wouldn't be a nicer option. Besides...this woman was possibly her family. What reason would she have to feed her her blood if not to help? If she wanted to kill her, wouldn't she have done it already? But this game of blood and its powers was a dangerous one. One that killed Antony's father and mother and wiped out most of Yharnam with a beast curse...A cure by blood was what doomed his sister in the first place...But the chance to help Antony and Felix...She couldn't watch Antony lose anyone else and if it was a sacrifice she could make for him she would...but why? Why would she want to risk herself for this man that infuriated her and confused her? Perhaps it was because she helped to cause him more pain by dragging him back through this place in helping her? Then she owed him this? "I..." She said with a frown, reaching a hand out for whatever Annalise was willing to give her. Annalise cut her hand and offered it to Rosalind, who swallowed hard and hesitated only momentarily. Thankfully she did, becasue the sound of clashing metal echoing in the hall made her pull away. "What was--?" She could have sworn she heard Antony's voice and her heart dropped at the idea that he was alone and facing something. She took off into the hall and followed the sound till she stumbled across Antony and Esmond. Esmond was obviously attacking Antony by the defensive stance that he had taken against the onslaught. The sight made Rosalind furious, to the point she drew her spear and fired. The bullet caught the shoulder of Esmond's sword hand, making him give an inhuman hiss and pull away. "Get the fuck away from him before I take an eye next." She snapped, making Esmond glare at her but back down. "He disobeyed orders, Lady Rosalind. It can't go unpunished--" "Touch him and the hand comes off." She stalked over to Antony, moving in front of him with a venemous glare in Esmond's direction. "Are you alright?" She asked Antony in a softer voice since he looked okay but she knew looks could be deceiving here. She Before Esmond could move, Annalise appeared in the hall, her attention briefly on the pair. "Esmond, retreat to your room for a punishment. I must see to our guests that you angered." She said before Esmond stalked off, leaving her to look at the two. "I hope you were not injured by my guard Antony. Rosalind and I were just in the middle of a conversation when he so harshly treated you.." She said, wanting to be back to the conversation but it was obvious Rosalind's attention was on Antony at the moment.
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Post by vamperious on Oct 27, 2017 16:49:28 GMT -5
Rude was an understatement, Antony wasn’t holding back in his defense against Esmond- the damned creep. He blocked a blow and threw him back some only to have the doors burst open and Rosealond come out- looking almost surprised to find them fighting. Though that didn’t last long as she shot at Esmond, catching his shoulder, making him skirt back. At the threats he smirked,’ territorial isn’t she’ he thought to himself, not wanting to voice that. The softer voice and the question of his well being made him nod, that that she could see it. “ I am in one piece. Thank you for coming along, I was looking for you.” He responded lightly more to keep Esmond out of the conversation. As the queen appeared and made the bad knight go to his room he smirked, but let it go since he got what he had coming to him. When she redirected her words at him he shook his head at her, giving a small bow. “ No I am unharmed. I thank you for your concern.” At the comment that her and Rose were in the middle of a conversation he rose a brow at Rosealind, wondering why she decided to wander off and go speak- alone- with the queen...
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Post by kimcora on Nov 2, 2017 21:29:17 GMT -5
Rosalind looked relieved that he was alright, but she hesitated to say more. After all, she was still confused just where she stood with him after that arguement. She hadn't even really figured out what he meant by being important to him yet. Was it because of the cure, because she was a friend, or something else? She couldn't get her hopes up either way... She felt heat flash to her face at her thinking but quickly turned to face her aunt when his focus switched to her. The woman stood there with a certain poise that was hard to read if it was tense out of formality or something else... Either way, Rosalind wasn't exactly pleased with the fact Esmond attacked Antony. What would have happened if she hadn't shown up? She frowned at the idea before deciding to speak up to Analise. "Thank you, aunt Analise...but I believe our conversation is over for now. If this curse is really the doing of our parents then we need to fix this curse...for ourselves...together." She said, looking to Antony for confirmation that that was the right idea. Analise nodded after a momentary pause before she stepped forward, producing a blood vial from her dress. "Then take this with you...should you change your mind, the cure I offer is yours. And remember, you and Antony both have a place here among the Vilebloods should you choose it." Rosalind gave her a small bow of gratitude that Analise returned with one of her own. "For now, seek out the research facility on the northern side of Yharnam. There awaits the first of the last nightmares you will face in Yharnam...Be warned it will be perilous and the more you die, the closer to the beast you become. Hunt well hunters...I will open a passage for your return to the Hunter's Dream when you are ready." She walked towards the ballroom, disappearing from sight. In a flash a soft purple light shone through the door, alerting Rosalind that a lantern had appeared. She looked to the blood in the vial in her hand that almost seemed to be writhing in the glass. With a momentarily conflicted look, she put it away in her coat before her attention went back to Antony. "Come on...we should go before psycho decides to take another swing at you and I have to kill him." She said in humor that faltered into an awkward laugh as she turned and went for the lantern.
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Post by vamperious on Nov 19, 2017 21:30:23 GMT -5
He was quiet as he listened to Rosalind speak however when she said that they- as in Antony and Rosalind needed to fix the curse on the blood he gave her a small questioning look. The woman wasn't the best as making lines clear- he was telling her he cared for her and that she was important to him and she was either friend zoning him or was just very unaware of how he felt- though he wasn't the best at expressing himself either. He let that thought slip away when she said 'together'. He liked how that sounded after all, when she looked at him he gave her a small smile and a nod to let her know that he was with her in this hell, he wanted her to survive and get what she wanted. At the creepy offer Antony didn't react, letting Rose take it. He didn't want to mistake it for a regular one and down it, since he used quite a bit more vials the Rose did being the main up front fighter. He listened to their challenges and frowned, having done enough to be done already but it seemed Rose was undertaking his mission. When she went for the lantern he hesitated before he grabbed her hand before it met the light- pausing her it seemed. "Wait, Rose- I- umm." He stated looking away from her since he hadn't exactly expected he would actually stop her and try to talk, he thought he would miss and she wouldn't be standing there still but she was, and giving him an odd look. He pursed his lips as his mind was trying to figure out how to get him out of this situation but decided to just spit it out, what had been eating him since their small fight. "Look, I'm sorry for yelling and leaving you alone earlier. I was a little emotional, and I should have taken out my stress on you." He stated but gave a sigh, moving towards the lamp but stopped before he let go of her hand and lanced back at her,"Besides thats not how you treat the girl you like." He muttered before touching the lamp and disappearing into fog onto the floor as he went to the hunters' dream. He went to get more items, he felt he would need since he figured he just admitted that he liked Rose TO Rose and ran off like a scared boy that he very well was. He didn't know how she would react at all, not feeling like it would be too positive- if she even reacted at all...she might just ignore it since she obviously didn't like him or at least it seemed that way to him.
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Post by kimcora on Nov 20, 2017 21:07:00 GMT -5
Rosalind was ready to leave this sad and cold place, but Antony caught her hand before she could go. She pulled her hand away from the light and gave the man a confused look. Was he going to tell her he had reservations about their plan? That he wasn't okay with her accepting to hold onto the cure from her aunt? Did he want to talk about the fight earlier? She felt worried at the idea of arguing again, or even to relive how she had been rude to him. She felt so strange about their last conversation, especially since it hadn't ended well. She was more confused than ever, especially when he called her important. Just what had he meant by important? Her heart fluttered when she made eye contact with him and she waited to hear what he had to say. Sadly, he looked away, breaking the brief spell his eyes had on her and making her blush at the idea that she was looking too far into this. Surely, this wasn't a big deal...so her heart could calm down before she caused herself to faint. When he apologized, she gave him a soft look since it surprised her. She wanted to apologize as well, but he was suddenly at the lantern and let go of her hand. For some reason, she was disappointed by that, like she had expected him to say something else. But what could she have expected him to say? She was about to follow him to the light when suddenly he turned to her and said something that stopped her dead in her tracks. He called her a girl you like...meaning.... Her eyes widened and her cheeks turned red as she mulled over the words. There was no way he actually meant that he liked her--like actually LIKED her. She was rude, standoffish, too headstrong, and not frilly. She was the product of a mad woman and hardly Antony's type. Hell, once he mentioned that she might be just using him to get what she wanted... And yet he actually...When he disappeared into the light, she stood there a moment, trying to get herself to move or to do anything. No one had ever told her something like that before, not someone that she actually liked herself. Felix had shot her down and she never thought she had a chance with Antony. But why did he leave her? Surely he must have known she would have something to say about this? Unless he thought she wouldn't care? She felt frustration simmering from her confusion over the last few hours and annoyance at him running off from her yet again. How dare he just drop news like that on her and then vanish! He left her with so many unanswered worries and questions that she could hardly make a proper response! Well, he wasn't just going to hide behind a door like he did earlier. She was getting to the bottom of this. She went through the light with a purpose, appearing in the Hunter's Dream with a furious look that made even the doll step aside as she climbed the stairs to the church. She found Antony near the weapons bench, looking at a few things to restock with. Before he could even say much to her, she grabbed him by the coat collar and pulled him to her level as her temper got the better of her. "Stop dropping all this information on me and then walking off. That is the worst and no girl appreciates that. I mean it's so maddening--" She looked down as her voice got shaky and her face became red from the awkward feelings rising in her chest. She was having trouble saying it, but decided that the words were just going to have to figure themselves out. "How could I not be confused when you call me important and say that you like me, but then you run off and leave me standing there like an idiot twice now? I'm already not good with these things and I've never actually--I haven't ever felt like this." She looked up at him, his face still close to her's since she hadn't let him go yet. She leaned in and gave him a very light kiss on his lips, one that was very unsure and obviously chaste from inexperience. "I like you too, Antony." She released him as she pulled away, her face bright red and her lips drawn tight as she struggled to really comprehend how she went from snapping at him to kissing him within a matter of moments. She was mortified honestly, but she couldn't make her feet work at the moment to let her run away.
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Post by vamperious on Nov 20, 2017 21:26:34 GMT -5
He was trying to remember wether storm paper or fire paper was more potent with higher opponents but was suddenly jarred backwards by his collar of all things. He looked surprised however he pulled himself in a bit better emotionally when he found it was Rose- and she looked pissed. He listened to her rant about how he had run off, did she not think he was embarrassed? He had been, not to mention didn’t want to stick around for the Felix speech.( if there was one lol) he noticed her face getting red, her voice not so level, making him curious as to why she was really mad. Her admittance was surprising honestly. She was a beautiful woman, yes she could be stubborn and a bit ballsy but it was what made her Rosalind, strong and proud, and quite frankly he wasn’t the biggest fan of wilting flowers. When she looked back up at him, his eyes were a bit unsure since he was attempting to figure out how to word that he had been embarrassed both times and wanted space to get himself under better control- however when her lips met him in an almost clumbsy manner, it was quick and almost chaste. The words that came out of her mouth afterwards made his eyes get wide as he looked at her face wondering how that was possible. When she looked away, letting him down he laughed a bit more to himself, unsure of things as he pushed his hair from his face. “Wow... well- that was unexpected.” He said a little at a loss for words from her anger that lead to kissing him. “I- I’m not sure if I can honestly...humm.” He started but had to stop himself as his face went red himself since he hadn’t expected her to like him- much less kiss him. “Thank you.” He stated trying to do this one step a a time to get his thoughts in order. “ I didn’t mean to run away- well ah i did but I only did so because I was embarrassed that I had even said anything...” he said his own face red as he shuffled his hands to keep them busy, glancing about nervously. “I’m happy that you can return my feelings- I was expecting you to turn me down honestly.” He said with a nervous laugh since it was still written on his face that he was surprised and speechless.
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Post by kimcora on Nov 20, 2017 23:52:58 GMT -5
Rosalind blushed harder when he was at a loss for words much like she was. She knew she was silly in letting her temper lead into all this, but she hardly knew what she was doing when it came to all this. For a moment she wondered if it was too late to go crawl into one of the graves. It was when he started speaking, making her flinch when he stuttered out that he was unsure if he could do something. What was that? Respond, return that feeling that had confused her for days, or deal with her? Had she upset him with all of that? When he thanked her, she looked a bit dumbfounded since she wasn't understanding just why he would thank her. She just confused the hell out of him, how did that constitute thanking her? She stood there with a hesitant look as he talked, folding her arms as she tried to piece together just why he felt embarrassed enough to run off from her. Why would he be embarrassed talking to her? Hadn't she told him before that she would be honest with him? Then again Antony was very different from her. It was perhaps a bit of that more reserved and strong nature that had made her a bit more attracted to him, despite how confusing he could be with it. Her eyes widened when he said then that he thought she would turn him down and she felt her expression become softer. "Oh--Oh! I really misjudged that. I thought you disappeared because--Well, I'm not used to people just leaving while talking to me. I seriously thought you were being all mysterious or something on purpose. Turns out you are embarrassed--by talking to me? Well...I feel like an ass for yelling at you. Sorry about that." She gave an awkward half laugh before she shook her head. "And no I was actually wasn't planning on turning you down. You just kind of caught me off guard with all this. I thought you didn't really think of me that way considering--" She didn't finish that thought since she had been wrong. Instead she straightened her posture some before she cleared her throat and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "Um, anyways, I didn't mean to disturb your working if you need to get back to that. G-Glad we clarified somethings...Sorry again for startling you. Fel--I've been told I have a problem with making rash decisions when I'm mad." She thought she royally messed up and wondered if the doll would let her just hide out with the flowers till her blushing calmed down and her heart stopped hammering in her chest.
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Post by vamperious on Nov 21, 2017 0:50:08 GMT -5
When she stated that she though he was trying to be mysterious he snickered at that idea, since he wasn’t good at that. He nodded when she apologized since he knew she meant something different by it, he had apparently frustrated her to anger. When she went on to say she hadn’t been ready to turn him down- though she stopped that thought it seemed and was awkward about things. He had a smirk on his lips, teasing at a smile as he listened to her, watching her face stay red. He moved forward a bit, into her space again- not that she had ever gotten completely out of his. “Nothing important.” He Stated about what he had been working on, but he did reach out and hold her hand lightly, giving it a soft squeeze. “I might look like I know what’s I’m doing Rosalind- but I have a feeling we are both on a level playing field.” He said letting her know he wasn’t the usual kind of guy who went for girls when he was busy with his family drama. She had seen most of that first hand so she couldn’t blame the man. “I am glad we clarified things as well. Though, next time perhaps let’s not yell in the church.” He stated more as a joke since it was custom to be quiet in a church- regardless of being in hell or not. He was joking with her to help her calm her blush perhaps but he felt like smiling himself with the idea that she liked him too. Leaning in he kissed her cheek softly before pulling away. “We need to get some items for figting tough creatures- like we did with Ludwig- that kind of tough or harder.” He stated moving back to the font to look over stars again to get a feel of them again. This was also a moment for her to get herself to get her hopefully, it would help her.
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Post by kimcora on Nov 21, 2017 16:34:07 GMT -5
Rosalind felt a small relief when He took her hand and admitted that he wasn’t an expert in this realm of feelings either. She felt odd about it all since she had never liked someone and had them return the feeling, so she was treading in uncertain waters. It was nice to know that she wasn’t the only one. She gave an awkward laugh when he told her to not yell in the church, since it had disrupted the poor doll and probably pissed off Gehrman. She blinked when he suddenly kissed her cheek, making her heart spaz out and her emotion get all twitters again. She stared at him with red cheeks as he talked about needing things to fight people like last time. She found herself nodding absentmindedly before she seemed to realize what he was saying. “Oh, right yeah. We need stuff.” She said as she hurried off to buy things from the gravelings. She ended up purchasing more paper and even some moltov cocktails. She found some strange pellets that were called beast blood and bought them just in case. The little gravelings seemed to be on their side and definitely wouldn’t sell them something that would harm them. She went back to the church and began packing things away in her bag. “There I grabbed blood vials, bolt paper, these beast blood pellet things, and something called the blue elixer and of course more bullets for me.” She said with a smile before she gave her spear a once over glance. That should be enough to get us through that lab...My aunt said it was a laboratory we were headed to. On the north side of Yharnam near the clocktower.” She said as she looked over the map on the wall of the church. She looked at the map but something was off about it. For some reason it looked like it water had been spilled in a place, smearing it in places for some reason. “Odd isn’t the old bat usually careful with his books.” She said as she looked over the splits and tried to make out what was under them.
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Post by vamperious on Nov 21, 2017 19:00:50 GMT -5
He was working on his tunes on his weapon when Dosalind came back in sounding like she was shuffling things around in her bag. He listened to her talk about where they were going and nodded before he asked for her spear. He was going to add some tunes to it for her quickly since it could only help. He was working on that a few moments before he finished coming to bring it over to her by the map. She was looking it over with an almost questioning look but hadn’t asked the question quite yet it seemed. “Here you are Rose, I added some runes.” He said softly since he was close enough to not yell honestly. “What’s wrong with the map?” He asked as he looked it over and it was as it always had been really.
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Post by kimcora on Nov 21, 2017 21:33:10 GMT -5
Rosalind handed off the spear to him when he requested it since she was distracted by the map at the moment. She looked at the areas and tried her best to make out what was on them. While it looked like normal wear on a map, something seemed intentional about these smudges. Why were they only contained to areas and not the whole map. Furthermore, why hadn't she seen them before? When Antony returned to her side with the spear, she took the spear back and gave him a small nod in thank you before her eyes returned to the map, "Thanks Antony." She said before she narrowed her eyes some at the map. He asked what was wrong and she gave a bit of a frown. "Well it's the map. Does that smudging look intentional to you? Look," She motioned to one point on the map where a whole area seemed to be missing and several others that had splotches missing here and there. "Unless Gehrman was spitting water randomly on the map I doubt it's coincidental that we can read the rest of it except for those places." She muttered before grabbing a candle off the table and went over to the chest that was beneath the map. She boosted herself up onto it, moving in closer to the map to get a better look at things. "See look, there was something here and here and here. There is writing impressions on the paper." She said as she raised the candle to it. "Lu--Ludwig's Chapel and here is a Catacomb beneath it. And look a Jail and...and that's the Astral Clocktower! And someone circles the High Church where your mother was..." She said as she began pointing to the smudged places she was looking at. However, she paused when she reached the top of the map, where one smudge, in particular, was very bad. "I can't make out this one. Have you ever been that far north of Yharnam Antony?" She asked as she stepped down, tripping a little over her own feet but she caught herself on the side of the desk. She placed the candle down and gave the map a small frown. "Someone was wiping out these places, or maybe hunters stopped visiting them. But I think we should start....there. It looks like Ludwigs Chapel has a path leading to the clocktower from the catacombs. Surely that isn't a coincidence." She said before looking at his sword. "Isn't that the name of your sword? I think I remember his name in that book I read." She said as she then gave a shrug. "Anyways, the Chapel looks like its due west of the Odeon Chapel." She added since they needed to get back to work and she was happy for the break in dealing with her emotions.
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