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The Wolf Behind the Painting [Private|Bodak]

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#1Aria Scylar 

on Sun Feb 11, 2018 3:22 am


Aria had been walking around Majura Gallery, examining all the different pieces of art the building contained. Some of them had been so diverse, and she wouldn't have expected such odd pieces to be in an art museum. Some had many colors, and they had made the girl's head spin. The only ones that Aria had shown any interest in though were the paintings that only had dark colors, like purples, grays, and blacks. Those were the only colors that she liked, and if she had seen any other ones, she would have thought they were ugly or not creative enough. She had been really bored lately, and needed something interesting to do, or someone to talk to that didn't blab on about things she didn't care about. Over time, Aria has learned that people enjoy talking about themselves, and that was something that she really didn't like. She always thinks of it as, "No one asked about your life, now sit down and be quiet." She would say that to everyone if she could, but there are always those few people who are really snobby and will be all rude to you anyways for no specified reason. The dark mage had just sat down and waited for something to happen, anything.



on Sun Feb 11, 2018 3:42 am

Bodak Manji
Shura's Shadow
Read. Write. Clean. Organize. Plan. Plot. Repeat.

It was her life, with very few changes and favors mixed in. Since she posted the roster she discovered how secretive most of the members are. Names were attached to faces, and still they were covered in the unknown. The more she understood, the more she could report to their master. The more he grasped, the better they all were off. You can only take as much as you give. If you try to take without the returned favor, you were asking to get your hands chopped off.

She stared at the paintings, a glass of wine in her hand, her sunglasses on her head. She squinted at it, a bit confused. It had been a few days since her day at the market place with Tecka and that other girl. What was her name? Aria? That must have been her name, she appeared on the roster just the day after it seemed.

She didn't care for many of the other members, it was only her job to keep everything in check, If something caused a wrinkle in her plans, she simply wrote them out. She was no guildmaster, but it was her word that he listened to. With reports pilled up for him to read, and messengers moving all over Fiore, it wouldn't take long for him to find out anything. That was the glory of her clan. That was the glory of Phantom Lord.
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#3Aria Scylar 

on Mon Feb 12, 2018 10:14 pm


The girl had looked around, and she had seen nothing. Nothing at all. It seemed that nothing happened at an art museum, but it didn't really come as a surprise. She had sort of expected this, as most people at an art museum were there to examine art, not start a fight or anything fun like that. She had looked around one last time when she had noticed that one woman she had met in the market place the other day. She couldn't remember her name, as at the time she'd thought that she would never see that woman again, or at least she didn't want to. She didn't have a problem with her or anything like that, she just hated talking, and if she were talking like a normal person at all, she'd probably be drunk. She didn't really like drinking too much though, so there was next to no chance in that happening. She got up and had walked over to the woman and said, "Hello again, wasn't expecting you here today." She smiled as she said it, trying to be as friendly as possible. She was trying to create a good image for herself with her fellow guild members, and she wanted to be the one that everyone sees as the nice one, and that's only because she would turn on them later. She had to stop thinking of random things and focus on what was in front of her, and that was the woman. She seemed to be some sort of keeper from what she had read on the roster she had put herself on before, and that was an important role. She didn't want to do much of what she would normally do around this woman, as everyone has their secrets and what she did on a normal basis was going to be a secret from people of the guild.


on Wed Feb 14, 2018 10:48 pm

Bodak Manji
Shura's Shadow
"You could say I'm always around." She said it jokingly, even if her face remained cold and unchanged. She would turn to the girl and get a sense of familiarity. It was pleasant, to know of your own self-importance. Bodak knew well enough of the changes that were to come, and it would fall only to her mind. Vampires. Wolves. Felines. Demons. Spies. Soon all would belong to the Manji.

"Ar-Ya, was it?" she enunciated the syllables, a bit unsure of how to read a written name. It wasn't that she couldn't remember anything well it was just that she didn't care. If someone didn't make themselves memorable, then they were useless to put effort into an a waste of a memory.

Which would this girl become?

Everyone in this forsaken guild was in it for themselves. To act for the dreams of one, was to destine yourself for failure. However, to lean on each other to achieve your goals was a different outcome. There was many who fought alone, and all of them perished, died and withered away. Soon, Bodak's purpose would be unveiled. Soon.

Perhaps not soon enough.
@Aria | Black tank top, jeans, gold sunglasses

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