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Post by Annabelle Hope Evans on Dec 5, 2015 1:16:07 GMT -5
Annabelle's feet slipped expertly over fallen twigs and broken branches as she kept to the shadows that danced around the forest. As guided by the dark one she'd found the queen in half a day but still had much to do, she could hear faint voices in the distance but was unable to make out what they were saying. She slipped silently past a armored guard and rested against the carriage the queen no doubt used to reach this dark part of the woods. At first she continued on but backtracked with a sly grin on her face "bet she's gonne love this". It took some time to get the fire within her veins going, she had so little control over it but at long last a spark broke alive at her fingers and a flame danced on their tips. Once sure the fire would take a life of it's own she continued on towards the voices. The air was cold and the weather gloomy as if it foretold what was about to happen. She found the queen in a small clearing talking to a small group of her personal guard but staying to the shadows did nothing to help her plan so she took a small step into the clearing for all to see. "You look beautiful queen Regina" she did a half assed bow before leaning against the nearest tree "but your rotten heart is really starting to stink up the place" Annabelle wiped mockingly at her nose and watched the guards slowly reach for their swords "guess that's why I had to set the carriage on fire, needed something else to smell" her fingers grazed her daggers fearful that they might kill her rather than punish her. But she kept her ground knowing that the time to run was not yet as prominent and the danger not as real. Regina Mills
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Post by Regina Mills on Dec 7, 2015 18:56:54 GMT -5
Giving a rousing speech for the guards to go talk to the so called village that was harboring Snow White near by. kill them all no mercy make an example of them ...because in the end it's either you or them she had finished when the smell of smoke wafted by in a soft breeze. Frowning surely no one had been so over zealous yet. She wanted to watch high above the tree tops on mountain cliff. Sashaying about the magenta over coat swirled as move oh look a peasant and a smart one at that but a upon hearing the insult that ripped from the soon to be dead peasants mouth . The Evil Queen laughed a deep throaty chuckle. oh aren't you a spit fire , but haven't anyone told you dear don't poke the bear. Stepping closer a malicious smile spread over her blood red lips maybe we should test whether your capable of your quick wit without your tongue . waiting to see what the response would be . she wasn't without a heart no matter how rotten it might be ...
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Post by Annabelle Hope Evans on Dec 8, 2015 2:20:15 GMT -5
She slowly stepped closer towards the queen with a smug grin and dagger unsheathed "Ah no the spit of fire would be your carriage" she glanced over her shoulder to look towards the puffs of smoke slipping high over the trees "or maybe we're down to ashes. I haven't taken a look in a while now" she shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly, as if this were nothing but a casual conversation.
"I guess not, I'll need my tongue for that" she shook her heads and stuck out her tongue towards the queen before pouting "but I can still glare at you. I assure you it's quite intimidating" her eyes tracked every movement of the guards advances, expertly countering them to keep the fight away as long as she possibly could "or I could draw you pictures but I have no talent for that" she added. One of the guards had come to close but a quick crouch and slip of her dagger and he was nothing but a limp corpse at her feet.
"Might want to call off your guard dogs Regina, they're a bit inexperienced it seems" she bent down to wipe the blood from the sharp edge of the dagger on his thick clothes before facing the queen again, another smug smirk upon her lips.
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Post by Regina Mills on Dec 8, 2015 19:46:53 GMT -5
This isn't the first time a peasant had decided to be bold probably won't be last. Regina watched smiled laughing as her guards failed at the woman's blade. Slow clapping maneuvering around the limber blonde . waving a hand a cloud of purple smoke swirled until it finally cleared another carriage and valet stood there in the clearing. yes it seems that you have destroyed my other carriage. And it does look like you bested my few guards that are here m dear. But what of these ? flickering her hand once more and ten more of her black knights appeared. you have to love magic..never leave home without
Chuckling once more still circling Annabelle stopping at her back so who hired you ? Surely your not this vapid to think you could kill me . I mean you did an excellent thus far but your out match dear. Your not going to win so do your self a favor and run a long before you stop entertaining me.
More this went the more of likely hood she would have a new heart o her collection. Plucking a hair off the girls shoulder that could be used for later ..Dopplergangers spell. Making the hair vanish as soon as her fingers touched it.
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Post by Annabelle Hope Evans on Dec 9, 2015 5:46:08 GMT -5
As she'd expected things took a turn for the worst, her little fire had done nothing but renew the queen's transport and killing one guard had given her ten more. But she still came here for a reason and there was no way in hell she left without obtaining her goal.
"They look dreadful" she mocked "you really did a number on them" her fingers gripped tighter around the hilts of her daggers for she knew that sooner or later they'd draw blood once more "I'm not really a fan of magic. Kind of makes you look like a coward in my opinion"she kicked a small pebble towards the queen with her boot, smirk still evident on her lips and a glare in her eyes.
"Who ever said I came here to kill you" she shrugged lightly "in fact I'm just here to teach you some manners, doesn't look like your parents did a good job to be honest" she could only hope the queen didn't get pissed enough to take her head, she glanced over her shoulder into the dark of the trees already planning her escape if things got too out of hand. She was confident but she was nervous, the reputation of the queen was dark and ruthless and she had no intention of dying that night.
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Post by Regina Mills on Dec 12, 2015 18:49:58 GMT -5
Laughable that is what the ordeal was this would be miscreant wanted to teach manners ? Crossing her arms a glaring at h blonde. so the woman who burnt my carriage wants to teach me manners? You do realize that is oxymoron. Besides my parents taught me manner example one if I didn't you would be dead like so snapping the neck of a random soldier.
now for the killing part I for some reason don't believe you . sorry but you just don't seem like the trusty worthy sort. Thieves never are, it is part of their profession smiling widely a hand went to her face. Glancing toward the intruder and your vile comments do make me wonder some thing else why are you trying so hard ?
Finding one thing immensely curious was the blonde distaste toward magic. let me guess you hate magic because your family was killed by it? No that would be to simplistic wouldn't it? Hmm village? No to boring perhaps you have powers and can't control them aww is that it child? asking while she laughed playfully.
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Post by Annabelle Hope Evans on Dec 13, 2015 13:44:43 GMT -5
Annabelle watched in horror as his neck snapped like it was no effort at all, his body lay limply on the ground between his comrades and she could not fathom why on earth they still followed her. Why did a man obey the law of a queen so cruel she'd take a life as if it meant nothing at all? She sighed looking towards the queen with a harsh glare.
"Now that was a bit rude don't you think" she scoffed stepping slightly away from the queen, it was true however that as quickly as she wanted the thief dead it could happen. She chuckled at the queen's words looking down to her finger tips in deep thought before returning her harsh gaze.
"How'd you know I was a thief?" she asked honestly "is it that obvious" she took pride in her talents with a smug grin and a hand upon her hip "you want the truth, I was just wondering if all the horrible things the people were saying about you was true, but then I thought I'd have a little fun. And here we are" her lip twitched into a perfect smirk looking towards the queen.
However confident she appeared and as smug as she was the last comments the queen uttered brought a deep frown to her face and a soft shake in her hands. She hated her lack of control over magic, she hated that it once took the lives of a generous couple and anger bubbled inside her at the thought of the queen knowing "good guess but here's the catch" her tone low and deadly "I. Don't. Need. Magic" she held the daggers in the air hoping it would convey the message, if she wanted something she worked for it instead of snapping her fingers together.
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Post by Regina Mills on Dec 17, 2015 20:07:52 GMT -5
❝ Evil isn't born its made ❞ oh did I strike a nerve ? pouting bending at the waist hands resting on her knees. A deep throaty laugh rumbled out of her. Straightening back up waving a hand making a dagger appear in the queen's black leather gloved hand. I think your wanting to use these on me is this true little thief titling her head smiling Regina was now wanting to wipe the grin off the girls face. bring me the boy it was time to finish this . the Evil Queen wanted to see how far blonde was willing to go. oh my dear your actions prove to me what you are . spotting the a guard bringing a boy from the village they had been from. Bending down to be at the boys level but her face never looked away from Annabelle. hello sweetheart, do you know why I called for you ? smiling tenderly at the boy dark brown eyes boring into Annabelle's .the child shaking his head no because this woman wants to hurt me but I wonder if she look past her desire to watch me bleed in order to your save your parents?you dont want to be an orphan do you ? rising back up the dust dirt gathered on the knees of her leather riding pants. Ambling toward the blonde a vicious smile twisted red lips now your by task is laid before you. Stay and fight me . pointing at the boy behind her and risk having the child be left with nothing. Or run down to the village to save the town from the burning church I've boarded them up in . Choices choices which will the hero pick?
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Post by Annabelle Hope Evans on Dec 18, 2015 7:52:40 GMT -5
What boy? Annabelle looked around them shocked, what on earth was the queen playing at. She wanted to be thrown in the damn dungeon but she never wanted innocent lives to be tainted by this evil. Her eyes scanned over the small boy, thankfully no harm had come to him yet. Her words were quick and emotional, hoping that her actions would not cost the boy his life.
"Let him go Regina" she growled through clenched teeth and a dirty glare. Annabelle felt her fingers spark with anger and her blood boil, her hands shook at her sides knowing that the queen had given her a choice but her heart had already decided for her. The playful confidence she had approached the queen with diminished into anger and irritation. Her eyes met the boys, he was scared and alone and she wanted nothing more but to rip him from the queen's clutches.
She only had two days to return to Rumple with her end of the bargain, stopping to save people she didn't know could do nothing but eat away at her chances to know her past. But could her conscience carry the guilt of an orphan boy by her hands? She might not have caused the fire but she could not let it devour the boy's parents, as an orphan she could not let a young boy go through the same tragic fate.
"I see it now" she told the queen slipping the daggers back into their sheaths gently stepping backwards towards the young boy "you're rotten past the point of return. Enjoy this little victory your highness but it won't be the last time you see me" she gently bent down and picked up the small boy, his young hands shaking as they held onto her for dear life. She could only hope the queen did not follow but who was to tell what could happen.
Annabelle ran as fast as her feet could carry her and when the smell of smoke became so harsh it burnt her throat and the flames burnt so bright it lit up the sky she set the boy down begging him to stay right there. Her hands eagerly ripped open the church doors barging through the burning wood but the flames did not burn her flesh or hurt her skin and she easily found the couple bending over coughing vigorously from the smoke. Her safety from the flames lead the people who were still alive out towards the safety of the broken town where the boy embraced his parents with wet cheeks and rushed whispers, thankfully she was not too late. A wave of relief swept over her as she felt the strain of the rescue tire her legs.
She lowered herself against a rather large rock allowing her body to cough the last of the dangerous smoke from her system but the awful feeling in her gut told her she was not alone. Perhaps the queen wasn't so intent on letting the thief go as she thought.
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Post by Regina Mills on Dec 19, 2015 19:10:43 GMT -5
❝when I've loved someone ❞ Bravo bravo, Regina thought as rode a horse down to the inflamed church . well done hero , you see your not the only one to play with fire dear. she scoffed as the horse strode toward the blonde. The sight had been something to remember that was for sure and no doubt the would be assassin wouldn't forget . leaning forward on to the saddle horn. so have you learnt your lesson or do we need to continue charade where you try an attack me and then defend yourself . or we could by pass this mundane dance you just walk away.Hopping down from the horse tying the reigns on a tree limb that hung near by. Annabelle looked worst for worn the sight of ashen covered cheeks and miserable expression made her chuckle. Waving a hand taking pity on the blonde. do you know how I knew the Child would work ? How it would break through this harsh layer of harden criminal life. Because your good person if you were blood thirsty you would have simply ignored the threat and continued to try to attack me. Bending down bracing her self on her heels but the moment I dragged the Child out and the far off orphan gazed hit in your those almond shaped eyes . I knew you wouldn't allow that poor child to be inflicted with your own pain. standing up slowly sneering at the blonde you my dear are the creator of your own pain.❝ its with all my being ❞
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