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Posted: Thu Dec 05, 2013 8:00 pm
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Fight alongside a Horsemen, now that was a little more difficult. To her knowledge she knew exactly zero horsemen, or horsewomen, or horsechildren, or any sort of horse anything. Wait, that part was a lie, she knew enough Horse Types in Halloween, but in this instance she was sure they didn’t count.
Luckily, this was easy to fix. All she had to do was go to the Lost Clans and ask around until she could find someone that would agree to a random battle with a mostly random stranger. The ghoul just wanted this particular one over with, mainly because she could only think of one way to actively fight alongside a Horseman, and that was never good. Too much could go wrong in that place, and so it was best to get it over with as soon as possible.
So she made the trek out to the Lost Clans land, and looked around for someone who could help her. The first two she approached pretended to not understand her. The third apologized for not being much of a fighter and left, and the fourth was the same. Were the Horsemen not the fighting type? She was pretty sure they fought…
She was nothing if not stubborn, and moved right on to the fifth creature, another one she didn’t recognize.
“Um, excuse me? I’m sorry, this’ll sound really strange…but do you know how to fight?”
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Posted: Tue Dec 17, 2013 3:38 am
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Eitri looked at the ghoul for a few moments before her question sunk in and he grinned. A lot of things made Eitri happy; a good hide of leather, a good hunt, a successful mining expedition, a good ale; but at the top of the list was fighting. Not picking fights; the horseman was a man, not a child and he never went around attacking people for the fun of it. However, once the fight started, he'd finish it. It just so happened, that at the moment, he had finished all the smithing work he had and was rather bored.
A hand came to the ghoul's shoulder and he chuckled. "Aye, I know how to fight. Why? Need a few lessons? I warn you, I won't go easy on you."
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Posted: Wed Dec 18, 2013 9:13 pm
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The horsemen touched her shoulder, and she immediately tensed up. Internally she was screaming, but externally she managed to keep her smile, even if it was a little more strained now.
"L-lessons? Oh, no, I know how to fight. See um--" The patchwork dug through her pockets until she found a piece of paper, one that had clearly been folded and re-folded too many times, and showed it to him. It was Red's instruction list for her, of the things she had to accomplish as Part One of something.
"-I'm doing this thing for uh, extra credit, and...I've got to fight alongside a Horseman. See?" She pointed to the line that stated as such. "So...I was wondering if you'd be interested? I know where we can probably meet some Hunters, if we're lucky." Or unlucky, depending.
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Posted: Mon Jan 06, 2014 9:02 am
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She shook his hand without making mention of the awkward pause; she was well used to that, especially with someone who had never met her before. It was the hands. Always the hands. Thank Jack her feet weren't of any social importance. "Quite the grip you've got there~" She complimented, delighted, before making her way out of the clan territory.
"You heard correctly." Amrita nodded along to Eitri's assumption as he fell in to step beside her. "They patrol the place often, if we're there long enough we're bound to find someone. I hope you don't mind if we find a Hunter, though? I can't bring myself to fight someone on my side like this..." Meaning Halloween and, by extension, Horsemen. "Plus the note didn't seem to mean spar, so..." A backward hand made a vaguely dismissing gesture, and then fell back to hang naturally at her side. His hesitant question made her pause for only a moment, her step faltering in surprise.
"I'm an alumni of Amityville Academy." She informed him with a laugh as if it would answer all of his questions. "-And I've been pit against my fair share of Hunters. Actually, I was there when your islands -" Amrita paused with a choke, realizing perhaps too late that it might be a touchy subject. "-Well, I was on your islands before! Aheh...um. Anyway. I promise, I won't hold you back!" Well, she hoped she wouldn't, anyway. She didn't know this Horseman's battle prowess, but if his opening remarks to her had been to offer lessons, she could only assume that he was adept at it. A delighted little smile curled on what remained of her lips; it was a lovely thought, perhaps they could utterly destroy a Hunter together! That would be lovely~
"Oh, also: What we're looking for is a hallway that doesn't seem to belong where it is. Keep an eye out, okay?" It could quite literally appear anywhere, but they were on Amityville grounds by then, making their chances of spotting it much higher.
"Soooo ~ Are you going to tell me your name?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 9:11 am
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She did notice, but thought better than to bring it up. After all, she had mentioned something horrible, which was rude to begin with; his reaction was more than understandable, and so easily overlooked for his own benefit. She really did regret bringing it up, and spent the silence looking anywhere but right at him in her guilt.
"Happens to me a lot too." Amrita chuckled, completely understanding. "Nice to meet you Eitri! A blacksmith, huh? That means you make weapons, right? That sounds so exciting! Do you think I could watch you work one day?" She seemed to have forgotten that blacksmiths worked closely with fire. As she chatted she continued to look around, and soon spotted the hallway that didn't exist. It was easy to tell it was that one, because it was perfectly placed in the very middle of a news board, behind a table of pamphlets for new students.
"Ah-hah! Alright, this has to be the entrance. Ready?" She asked, already climbing over the table to get to the hallway.
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