Fantasy Coven of the Stars

[CrunchyNutT]

~Start of Actual RP here~​

 

[Thrushwing]

Arius Isley


location: Near the guardian's houses
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Arius remained hidden in the leafy treetops, which were thankfully blotting out most of the hot sun from his fair skin. Still, it was the middle of summer and beads of sweat dotted his torso and the nape of his neck. He had hastily tied his long hair back and his urgency showed as the black strands stuck out of the bun, or framed his face as they brushed his cheekbones. He had lived here once. Long ago he dreamed he'd be a guardian. That was before all the history that had happened. Before Gabriel had died due to an "illness". Even if he had misheard the information about there being a takeover by the leader, he wouldn't have believed it. Not until evidence proved otherwise. Unfortunately the evidence did prove otherwise and it shattered his whole life along with it. Now he was... what was he doing exactly? He was eating top ramen most days, running about 20 fans in his modest apartment to keep cool and fruitlessly spying on the guardians. If the guardians knew of their leader's plans he hadn't seen anything for weeks now. The only suspicious activity he had surveyed was them going into a giant building and it was one time. True.. it could be some movie theater of some sort, but it could also be where they were putting up plans.


If only I could get in there...

It wasn't heavily guarded but no doubt with the guardians going in there periodically it was protected. Either way he needed to regroup and form a plan. The thoughts reminded him that he needed to find more scouts along with more people for this rebel force. It was slow going when he was the scout and planner along with the fighter and he wasn't exactly cut out to be on the front lines or take heavy damage.

Damn He chewed the inside of his lip. He had been sitting here for hours trying to calculate his next move and the rough bark made a poor chair for this long watch.

 

[CrunchyNutT]

Juliet bounced along the corridors looking for a snack to thieve from the kitchen. Her stomach grumbled louder and louder with each step she took, it echoed through the halls, alerting anyone near by that juilet was in fact very hungry and in need of a sugary snack to settle her stomach until dinner. Juilet never talked much, instead opting for squeaks and whines instead, sadly this was because she was extreamly shy but on rare occasions you can catch her talking to the spirits in her head. The kitchen was near by, the doors towered over her but lucky they weren't ti heavy and only required a small push to enter.

Her head popped in through a small gap she made in the door. A small sigh of relief escaped her plump peachy lips at the sight of an empty kitchen, a small giggle echoed through the room as she waltzed in scanning for the cookie jar. After an extended period of time she couldn't find the cookie jar until... she looked up. The cook must of put it up higher to stop her little hands getting a hold of it. She started to climb the bench trying to reach her dearest prize.