Post by Kyrie Blaze on Apr 10, 2013 20:07:58 GMT -8
They were like a bunch of pre-teen kids passing notes in class. The small blonde with her bright blue eyes watched, pleased, as the notes she'd given those at Leon's tower exchanged hands. Their reactions were varied, ranging from disbelief to outright wicked grins. Prank an Elder? This kind of prank? Not a word was said.
After all, the best way to ensure the wind manipulator didn't catch even a hint as to what was going on was to not breathe a word of it. And the only discreet solution to that was a note.
She was escorted to the top of the Lightning Tower, bowed as was customary, and made her way to Leon's side, gently curling her fingers around his wrist and turning his hand, no fear or trepidation whatsoever in her movement or purpose. She lifted a delicate hand and began to trace letters upon his open palm. Her gaze lifted as she continued, watching Leon's expression change from mild confusion to amusement as a slow grin gradually worked his lips apart. She flashed an answering smile though he couldn't see it (or maybe because he couldn't), and squeezed his hand appreciatively. She stood, bowed again, and promptly made her exit, leaving behind several notes.
The Earth Dragon's own reaction had been something similar. He laughed aloud, crumpled the note, and tossed it over his shoulder at her. She caught it, of course, and managed a tiny smile, figuring he was on board by the laugh and the fact he hadn't looked at her like she was crazy.
She had plenty of ground to cover, from Mount Olympus, spanning the Dragon Territory (including dropping a few notes with Aryn and especially the Sky Force), curling in a spiral so the last building she was near was the skyscraper. It took her less time to get to the top than it would have to run to the Crow Territory. At the top, she tightened her bag over her shoulders, standing at the edge she'd leaped from so many nights ago. Kyrie breathed deeply upon the edge of the abyss in daylight, tightening her gloves and flexing her hands with her hair played with by the air.
...and leaped.
In broad daylight, stronger now, she rode the wind with wings of shadow to the Crow Territory, shadow parachute - unfurled with a loud CRACK - and then hitting their wall n its shadowed side to step back out. The blonde brushed away the beads of sweat from her brow. There was still a spring in her step, and her eyes were lively and glittering. Mischief and simple joy that she had to mask over. She gained entrance and sought Marcus out, presenting him with a note. He skimmed it and gave her a wolfy grin.
"Count on me. We'll get this around like a three dollar whore!"
He received a small smile and Dragon bow before she was racing off again, hearing Marcus hail his Wolf Pack behind her.
She quickly reached Delilah, and extended her note to the raven-haired woman, standing with a calm expression.
--Delilah opened the letter handed to her and gave it a quick skim over...before having to double back and read it again, a slow smile spreading across her features. "Ooooh, this is gonna be baaaad..." she chuckled, shaking her head. Part of her was against it whole-heartedly; how could she forget David?
...nonetheless, she folded up the paper and tucked it into her back pocket with a devilish look at Kiyr.
She gave Delilah the same bow she gave Marcus. "You have my gratitude. I will take my leave, now."
By the time she made it home, it was already dark. Her sources were good and she had ensured everyone within the territory had been given a note, one way or another. Given she had - literally - been running around the entire day and for the past few hours after dark, Kyrie dropped to sleep quickly, a gentle smile curving her lips. The prank had to be authentic; absolutely everyone had to be involved for it to work. Kyrie had even gone to great lengths to ensure most of the people surrounding the territories knew, as well, though she had been careful. Especially within the Neutral Territories. She could still see the note in her mind.
The next day found Kiyr quietly pacing within the shadow of a building, waiting for the fun to begin. She had faith that David would come around. Perhaps if she was lucky enough, he would pass this way.
. o O ( 829 words to start, but willing to continue RPing over and above the 1000. Let the fun begin. Please note that any reactions I wrote I received confirmation and permission from the players, first. <3 )
After all, the best way to ensure the wind manipulator didn't catch even a hint as to what was going on was to not breathe a word of it. And the only discreet solution to that was a note.
She was escorted to the top of the Lightning Tower, bowed as was customary, and made her way to Leon's side, gently curling her fingers around his wrist and turning his hand, no fear or trepidation whatsoever in her movement or purpose. She lifted a delicate hand and began to trace letters upon his open palm. Her gaze lifted as she continued, watching Leon's expression change from mild confusion to amusement as a slow grin gradually worked his lips apart. She flashed an answering smile though he couldn't see it (or maybe because he couldn't), and squeezed his hand appreciatively. She stood, bowed again, and promptly made her exit, leaving behind several notes.
The Earth Dragon's own reaction had been something similar. He laughed aloud, crumpled the note, and tossed it over his shoulder at her. She caught it, of course, and managed a tiny smile, figuring he was on board by the laugh and the fact he hadn't looked at her like she was crazy.
She had plenty of ground to cover, from Mount Olympus, spanning the Dragon Territory (including dropping a few notes with Aryn and especially the Sky Force), curling in a spiral so the last building she was near was the skyscraper. It took her less time to get to the top than it would have to run to the Crow Territory. At the top, she tightened her bag over her shoulders, standing at the edge she'd leaped from so many nights ago. Kyrie breathed deeply upon the edge of the abyss in daylight, tightening her gloves and flexing her hands with her hair played with by the air.
...and leaped.
In broad daylight, stronger now, she rode the wind with wings of shadow to the Crow Territory, shadow parachute - unfurled with a loud CRACK - and then hitting their wall n its shadowed side to step back out. The blonde brushed away the beads of sweat from her brow. There was still a spring in her step, and her eyes were lively and glittering. Mischief and simple joy that she had to mask over. She gained entrance and sought Marcus out, presenting him with a note. He skimmed it and gave her a wolfy grin.
"Count on me. We'll get this around like a three dollar whore!"
He received a small smile and Dragon bow before she was racing off again, hearing Marcus hail his Wolf Pack behind her.
She quickly reached Delilah, and extended her note to the raven-haired woman, standing with a calm expression.
--Delilah opened the letter handed to her and gave it a quick skim over...before having to double back and read it again, a slow smile spreading across her features. "Ooooh, this is gonna be baaaad..." she chuckled, shaking her head. Part of her was against it whole-heartedly; how could she forget David?
...nonetheless, she folded up the paper and tucked it into her back pocket with a devilish look at Kiyr.
"I'm in."
She gave Delilah the same bow she gave Marcus. "You have my gratitude. I will take my leave, now."
By the time she made it home, it was already dark. Her sources were good and she had ensured everyone within the territory had been given a note, one way or another. Given she had - literally - been running around the entire day and for the past few hours after dark, Kyrie dropped to sleep quickly, a gentle smile curving her lips. The prank had to be authentic; absolutely everyone had to be involved for it to work. Kyrie had even gone to great lengths to ensure most of the people surrounding the territories knew, as well, though she had been careful. Especially within the Neutral Territories. She could still see the note in her mind.
Do not breathe, speak, or whisper a word of this.
PRANK DETAILS:
For the day, tomorrow ["April Fools"]: The Storm Dragon, David Blaze, does not exist. You do not know him, or of his deeds. If you encounter this man, he is a stranger to you. You will not reveal you do know him, as the Prank Master will reveal all in due time.
The next day found Kiyr quietly pacing within the shadow of a building, waiting for the fun to begin. She had faith that David would come around. Perhaps if she was lucky enough, he would pass this way.
. o O ( 829 words to start, but willing to continue RPing over and above the 1000. Let the fun begin. Please note that any reactions I wrote I received confirmation and permission from the players, first. <3 )
