Nothing. Never. Nonsense. (Open)

[Jace Emerson]

Nothing. Never. Nonsense.

I Whisper Truths

Whistling as he walked through the bustle of the outside marketplace at sundown. Maneuvering through the rush of civilians who seemed in a hurry for no reason at all. Oh humans, probably rushing to go somewhere only to rush to get somewhere else, always on the run to do something worthless. His hands were shoved deep in his back pockets as he meandered through hustle bustle at a measly pace, the whistled tune getting lost within the depths of noise that hushed around him. It was weird how you got a bunch of humans together, and the sounds all meshed together to seem loud yet silent at the same time.

Silver eyes peered over and saw a stand with a young boy walking past it, the shop keeper eyeing him suspiciously as the boy walked past the stand of apples and fruit. Jace squirmed past a moving cart with ease and walked over to the shop keeper. "Excuse me sir.." His eyes widened slightly with concern as he glanced at the young boy and then back to the burly man before him. "I can't be certain...But...That boy, I'm pretty sure he grabbed two of your delicious apples into his jacket..I can't even believe! Stealing from a hard working man such as yourself.." His voice was quiet but exasperated at the mere thought of someone stealing such a thing.

Oh!It was too easy to watch the shopkeeper stare after the scraggedly boy with a vengeance. The pure anger that sparked there, and a little pride at having known all along that the boy would do just as this nice young man had said. Stealing from him! HA! He'd handle it nicely. Jace watched with satisfaction as the large man briskly headed for the young boy who, despite all appearances, was quite innocent in the accusations. Silver eyes danced with amusement before he turned to walk away, grabbing an apple and shoving it into his mouth.

Ah!Such sweetness! He took a bite out of victory, not even turning to watch the glory of what he had just created. Humans. So. Very. Predictable. Grinning he walked and got lost into the crowd lost from view of the stand of fruit and apples. The whistling continued as he walked down the road, taking another sweet bite of his apple. 

[Vivianne]

I. Don't. Care, what

you think as long as it's about me

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It had been a long time since she had been to Japan. In fact she hadn't been there since Hisakata's death. Returning brought up many unpleasant memories, ones she had tried so desperately to keep buried. The female was clad in leather as she moved silently through the forest. She would visit his grave first before trying to find her mark. This run would be quick and easy, which meant she could return to question James once more. The clearing finally came into view and the female only grew more tense. One hand rested on the pommel of her sword as she approached the grave. It wasn't anything particularly special. There was a medium sized moss covered stone that came up to about her waist. Draconic runes were carved upon it's inky surface. The stone itself was a glossy black marble with moss that grew from the bottom and some on the top as well. When the sunlight hit the stones surface, it gave off a slight shine. Around the stone, the grass grew in thick and green. There was a adolescent cherry blossom tree that arched over the stone providing it with small protection from the rain. Untying her katana, the female laid it before the stone before she sat down on her knees. That was hour she stayed for a few hours. Her head was bowed slightly towards the grave, her hands folded neatly in her lap, and her eyes closed in a silent prayer.

Once she had finished paying her respects, the female collected her belongings and headed off towards the city. Tension rolled off of her as she rolled her neck and shoulders. That had been easier than she thought. For some reason she was under the impression something bad might have happened. Was he glad she had stopped by after all this time? The sounds of the city filled her ears before she even got remotely close. Why did these concrete places have to be so noisy? There was really no need for so much noise. It was all those cars and trains they had. Those made the most noise and they smelled awful. Not to mention humans seemed to be drawn to these places. They are like ants to an ant hill. The thought amused the female as she began to wade through the sea of people. This market place was actually kind of small considering many of the larger cities she had been in. Among the crowd there was a man whistling, but it didn't stand out very much. It was drowned out by the sounds of the market. Humans rushing here and there. She tucked a strand of gold tipped black hair behind an ear as she passed a small stall. A young boy walked by and she gave him a warm smile. The shop keep eyed the boy suspiciously, but she saw no reason for it. The boy was merely passing by. He kept his hands to himself. The female opened her mouth to say something to the shop keep but a man beat her to it. Except he told the shop keep something different. He claimed that young boy had stolen.

Appalled by this new man's tale, she could only watched as he claimed the boy had stolen two apples. Angered by this the shop keep took off after the boy, while the man plucked an apple and wandered off. Of all the nerve. How dare he. Yellow cat like eyes narrowed as she followed after the whistling man. Ah so he had been the whistler. "You there boy. Whistling boy. Why would you do such a thing to that young boy? The punishment for stealing is harsh and that young boy took no apples. What joy to you get from lying to humans? That was an uncalled for act. You could have just paid for your own apple. The female's eyes blazed with anger. She was the only one allowed to tell humans what to do. One hand rested on the hilt of her sword as she moved to stand in front of him.

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NOTES: Don't you mess with Viv's humans OUTFIT: link

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[Jace Emerson]

Nothing. Never. Nonsense.

I Whisper Truths

The sun was lowering slowly behind the horizon, and many birds fluttered through the sky as dark as shadows. The whistling tune continued as he heard a large bellow from the large fruit stall owner. His ears focused on the sound of the boy and the shopkeeper, focusing on it before zoning it out to his own lullaby tune. Eyes cast up to view the shadows drifting along the skyline. He knew the boy would get in little trouble once he was proven to not have the apples in his hands. After all, the boy didn't have much clothing to hide anything. The owner shouldn't have been so judgemental for the scraggley boy anyways.

The angel smirked to himself and looked at the apple before taking another bite, his eyes raising at the exact moment to see a strange woman blazing before him. Yellow cat like eyes pierced to his own, and the anger in her voice as she spoke down to him caused his smirk to vanish from his face instantly. Silver eyes widened up at her, his peripheral vision he could see nothing but alley and deserted street behind her. The market place hussle was quit ea few yards back, the noise not as loud but still a dull hum of excitement in the short distance.

Where the heck did she come from?! Obviously she was not human. And obviously she was not pleased by his act of deviation towards the shop keeper. Why it would be her problem anyways was beyond his comprehention, perhaps she felt pity for the shop keeper or boy? Jace took a retreating step and placed both his hands up in front of him, palms facing her as a slight look of innocence mixed with terror wrinkled his features. "The boy will be fine. The shop keeper will see no apple on his persons, and then he will realize the ploy I did and come after me. Which is why I was Leaving." His voice stressed the term of leaving, and the point that she was blocking his way.

"Seriously? Don't you think you are letting your anger get the best of you? What you going to do, Behead me for stealing an Apple from a horrible human who needed to learn a lesson about equality anyways? I am sort of in a hurry here Lady... I really would rather leave before I am forced too--"At that moment the shop keep and the young boy, who now had a large muscular man with a goatee (probably his father) were arguing. It was clear by the scene behind Jace that the boy was found innocence of any apples, and the shop keep was now stalking away.

Eyes scowling about the crowd in search of the black haired boy that douped him. A large shout echoed, anger fixed on the humans face as he began to push through the crowd and head their way. "--too deal with another angry people." A sigh escaped his lips in acceptance. He had few options here, and he would rather not cut a humans head off, just as he would rather ot fight this she warrior before him. He hated fighting. With a passion. Brow furrowed he moved to walk quickly away, attempting to move around the stranger before him.

Geesh. What was with Japan? You just couldn't have an apple in peace now could you?!

[Vivianne]

I. Don't. Care, what

you think as long as it's about me

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The female stood before the boy yellow eyes blazing and taking on a more reptilian appearance. Taking a deep breath, she tried to place his scent. The boy before her smelled like feathers and fear. The last part was rather amusing. Was he really that afraid of her? Her lip twitched ever so slightly but her face remained an angered mask. As he began to speak and explain himself, the female's eyes only narrowed further. He wanted to teach the man a lesson in equality? There were better ways to go about that rather than blaming a poor innocent boy. "I don't think you should leave. I think you should remain here an face the consequences of your actions. Why should you be the only one who gets away unscathed?" She spoke the words slowly as her gaze flicked from the boy to behind him. It appeared as if the accused boy's father had shown up to argue with the shop keep. It wouldn't be long before they spotted the culprit and came to reprimand him. Or worse. What would humans do in a situation like this? Shifting her stance a bit, the female blocked even more of his path as she crossed her arms over her chest. Now all she had to do was wait.

There was a small shout and she smirked. Looks as if they spotted the criminal. The large muscular man with the goatee came towards the pair through the crowd. The young accused boy following close behind him, shouting something to him. There was anger on the muscular man's face and she couldn't help but smile. Now this apple stealer would get what he deserved. But her smile vanished when the culprit made a move to get passed her. Moving quicker than the human eye can track, she drew her blade and held it out blocking his path. "I said you were not allowed to leave. You will face the consequences of your actions. Just apologize to the boy and the man and I will let you leave." It was a reasonable demand. All she wanted him to do was apologize. Sure he might get beat up a little bit but it was his own fault. She was almost certain this would become a fight. The goatee man was very angry and he looked like he was ready to blow. They stopped their approached a few feet away upon seeing the female's blade. "You can rest easy my good sir. I have apprehended the criminal for you. Now I normally require some type of reward, but in this case I won't accept one. I did this out of the goodness of my heart." The female smiled to the pair pleased with herself. The anger on the goatee man's face seemed to grew even more as he shouted at the female.

"I beg your pardon? I stopped this man for you. I did not help him. He was the one who spoke to the shop keep. I merely confronted him and staled his escape for you to come find him." The female sneered at the man, her good mood gone. How dare he accuse her of being a part of this. She was just being a good civilian by catching the guy responsible and they accuse her. The man shouted again reaching behind him and retrieving a gun. Wow talk about overreacting about an apple. Her stance instantly became defensive as the goatee man trained the gun on them. "This is a bit much my good sir. I only stopped him for the boy to apologize to you and your son. There is no need for violence." The words were smooth as she shifted her katana to point at the angered man and his son. "Well you sure picked the right kid to mess with. Who knew his father would be so wound up." The female laughed lightly towards the black hair boy.

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TAG: Jace/Open WORDS: 663
NOTES: Shit's gettin real OUTFIT: link

Temp by Melz @Caution 2.0, cyberlink, @adoxography and RPGD