Temples

[Tifa Lockhart]

All RP done in Temples goes here. This also includes the hidden shrine to Dro'shanjii.

[Sparkles]

[explane the hidden shrine?]

[Tifa Lockhart]

((Me and shinji are RPing it at the moment. It's where the followers of Dro-shanjii (The god of theft and trickery) come to worship as he is a dethroned god and if any chapel preists caught them they'd be beaten))

[Tifa Lockhart]

Bjarlza sat on the pedestal beneath the statue of Dro'shanjii.
"I suppose... you deserve to know." She took a deep breath and span the large diamond ring on her hand.
"Well, you see i don't believe i was born. I don't remember any parents or any details of my childhood, not even small glimpses it's just not there. Well my whole life i never felt i had any reason for being here. But then i met this guy.... we spent a lot of time together and i started to feel my purpose in life was to love him. The night after he proposed i came home from my late night walk and found the door hanging from its hinges. I rushed inside and found him dead, the weapon was...." She trailed off and stood, walking out of the room into a side passage.

She returned with an intricately carved mahogany box. Upon opening an object wrapped in blood red silk was exposed. She unwrapped it and pressed it into Kilja's hands.
"I found that, stained with his blood and a note beside his body..." She bit her lip and took a deep breath before continuing. "The note was written as if it was suicide... but i know he loved me and he was happy... he wouldn't kill himself. Well after that i didn't want to lose my purpose so i decided maybe giving my love to any man that needed it would make me feel needed.... but i'm wrong... it doesn't make me feel good at all." She sniffed lightly, trying her hardest not to cry.

((Muwahahha! Thankyou broken my friend for the conspiracy idea *cackles*))

[Cloud Strife]

Though he could not see, the bat listened with everything he had; soaking up what she told him like a sponge. "Mm. I see. That is unfort-" He paused as the object was placed in his hands. The bat ran a hand over the intricate design of the (what I am assuming is a dagger or blade of some kind) blade. His eyes closed, taking in the detail in a similar fashion as he'd taken in her words. "I would be appalled if you said that you were happy with giving yourself up for the pleasures of all men. I believe that there is exactly one woman, for one man. A woman should never give herself to anyone but the one she truly loves. Of course, if this individual dies, then they may move on..but only to one other. It is a simple belief that I live by, thus why I've not paid for any services from any woman that asked me." He spoke this with dignity; proud of the way he held himself. The bat had far more morals than anyone could ever know. "Now, you've answered my inquiry, now it is your turn to inquire something about me. I'll answer anything. It is only fair." Upon emitting this, the bat extended the dagger (?) and placed it back in her hands; allowing his taloned hands to grip hers for a moment. "This is yours, and I shall not hold onto it any longer for fear of tarnishing it with my own sins."

[Tifa Lockhart]

Bjarlza gave a low rumble as Kilja passed the dagger back.
"I only keep it so if i ever find the one who killed him i can plunge it through his heart." She gripped it tightly against her chest for a moment before returning it to the box.
"I'll find them one day..." She whispered as she covered the dagger with the red silk.
"I don't know what to ask.... why did you take up as... what you took up?" She said, cutting herself off just before she said the word. There was a small wooden click as she closed the box.

[Cloud Strife]

A slight chuckle of sorts was emitted from the bat as he took a few steps backward, allowing his form to lower so he could sit. "I figured you would inquire that." He informed while placing an elbow upon his knee; his palm supporting his chin. "I took up my job as...you know...because it is all I've ever known. I was abandoned as a child, probably due to my freakish appearence. Nobody wanted a blind child. I was useless. Hell, I was even running into walls. When I was but 5 years old, I was just so clumsy...I was a detriment to my family. A burden. They told me so, too." After he spoke this, he paused...lifting his sightless eyes to that of Bjarlza...or at least, what he thought was the vix. "So I was cast out. Kicked to the curb. I wandered for a time; starving and living off what I could scrounge from waste baskets and the like. I was only about 7 by then...and I still had no clue where I was walking. That is when He found me. Arc. My apparent brother. He took me in, raised me, took care of me. And so, I owe him my life. He saved mine...and now I live for him and him alone..." Again, he trailed off; staring sightlessly at her for a few moment's more. "Does that answer your question, Bjarlza?" Aw, he remembered her real name. How cute. :3 "Now...may I ask you for a favor, Bjarlza? Could you come over here...and allow me to touch your face? I'd like to get a feeling as to the woman I am conversing with. Mm? What say you to that?"

[Sparkles]

[awwwwwwws!!!]

[Tifa Lockhart]

Bjarlza nodded slowly, absorbing his story piece by piece as he had done with hers. She then took a deep breath and stepped forward, kneeling in front of him and placing her hand on his so he knew she was where he wanted her.
"I hope you like what you feel..." she said shyly.

[Cloud Strife]

(>w< I'm good with the cuteness. >>; xDD)

Kilja, upon feeling her hand, lifted his own to that of her face; a single digit ran along her jawline only to pause at her chin. Soon after he lifted his other hand, resting it on her cheek; cupping it. A small smile graced his features before lifting the hand and running his thumb along her eyelids gently, another digit running along the bridge of her nose. After doing so, he dropped his hands and tilted his head to the side. "You're more beautiful than I first thought, Vi-Bjarlza. Much more." A wink followed before he leaned backwards; against the base of a different statue. "Thank you. I am just glad that there are beautiful individuals in this world...Most are decrepit on the inside...as well as the outside."

[Tifa Lockhart]

Bjarlza blushed... that was the first time someone had called her beautiful since her lover had died.
"Thankyou... Kilja." She said. And she meant it, from the bottom of her heart, as broken and unreliable as it was.
Her fox tail curled up around her and she hugged the fluff to her chest as she often did when she needed reassuring.
"You're different to what you seemed in the bar.... promise me you wont touch the prince... i know he can do good." More to the point Bjarlza had this horrid feeling something was not going well... and that something was waiting outside the human realm hungrily, just waiting for whatever it is thats in their way to fail, so they could get in.

[Cloud Strife]

A sigh escaped Kilja as he sat there, leaning his head back and gazing sightlessly at the ceiling... "....I cannot promise anything, Bjarlza. I do as I am told...otherwise, I'll be betraying the only one who showed even the remotest sense of kindness towards me. Of course, other than you, I mean. However, I'll try to do anything in my power to prevent Arc from asking for me to assassinate him...Does that set your mind at ease? At least a little bit?" The bat meant this whole-heartedly. "...And thank you for saying so. Contrary to popular belief, I am not as bad as most portray me as."

[Tifa Lockhart]

Bjarlza slowly nodded.
"Alright.... but know this Kilja. I will be the wall in your way when next you attempt on the boys life." She said in the most powerful and certain voice she could muster.
"The kingdom needs a ruler, and no one is sure how long King Dyrnwyn will be around to fill that position." This thought broke her heart, Dyrnwyn had always been a good king... always. It would be sad for him to go so young, afterall, he wasn't an OLD king.

[Cloud Strife]

Kilja looked as though he were mulling over these thoughts, a sigh erupting from him once more. "...Yes, I figured you would be...though I wish you wouldn't." He murmered before sitting up and glancing to her sightlessly. "....Again, I'll see what I can do. Arc said that if the boy proves to be a worthless ruler, he'll have one of the assassins kill him. However, if he steps up to the plate and acts like the ruler he should be, then he should be fine. Do not mistake Arc to be one of those guys whom will kill someone at random just for money. He always has a reason behind his actions." Again he paused, another sigh emitting from him as he sat there...attempting to think of something else to say. ".....Bjarlza.....if something does happen.....and the Prince is killed.....this country will fall into chaos for a time. During that time, the assassins, Arc, and I will probably leave and seek out Lartonia for a place to hide out. Would you come with me and get away from this place?"

[Tifa Lockhart]

Bjarlza stared at him. His question having ignited something inside her.
"I would rather die in my country. It has been my home all my life... and do you honestly think that whatever chaos occurs here will not spread into Lartonia as well? We will be safe nowhere if things fall out of hand." She hugged herself again, feeling colder all of a sudden.
"Something doesn't feel right... i don't think you and i are thinking of the same chaos... " She clenched her eyes closed and placed a hand on the statue of her god.
"I feel responsibility to the fate of this kingdom and i don't even know why..." She sighed... what a screwed up little thing she is huh?
"But why would you save me and not the others Kilja... what of women and children that Arc has let die... i dont think he understands just what he's dealing with here.... i dont think anyone anywhere will be safe if this kingdom falls." She didn't know what it was... but something deep inside her told her it was a terrible crisis approaching.
Kilja added something beneath her breath.
"And they are more worth saving then I anyway."