The ancient Roman ruins at Baalbek, Lebanon, February 1970.
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The ancient Roman ruins at Baalbek, Lebanon, February 1970.
(National Geographic)
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A meeting
Caha smirked and loosely twirled the dagger in her hand. She stopped and caught the bladeās handle, eyes trailing to the figure not too far from her. It wasnāt often that she was approached so directly by others; most were too afraid. Whoever this person was, they were confident.
āWhat brings you here, Messere?ā
@jacobfryess
āIām out here trying to have some..fun.ā The hooded man said as he smirked, he crossed his arms waiting for the other stranger to do something.
The man wasnāt going to make a move unless she did so first, that much was evident. Her lips quirked up, amber eyes studying him. She sheathed her dagger at her side and fully turned to face him. The streets were empty besides the two of them and the moon above barely gave off enough light for Caha to see much else besides the manās outline.Ā
āI suppose that makes two of us,ā she replied warily.Ā
āWell..letās see how fast you are..ā In a moment, the hooded man was running. He climb down and continued running. He didnāt even know the ladyās next move but he was curious.
āWha-ā she followed without thinking, jumling down from the rooftop and rolling out onto the pavement below. Her legs pushed her off of the ground and carried her after the man as fast as they would go. Heavy footsteps echoed off of the walls of the buildings surrounding them on either side; her heart hammered in her head.
āHey!ā Caha rounded the sharp turn that the man had and proceeded to chase after him.
When the woman made the sharp turn, she found that the man was gone. She heard a chuckle, as the man now stared at her from on top of a building.
She jogged to a stop. He wasnāt there. And then she heard a laugh. And looked up. Her fingers twitched with anticipation. She wanted to go for her dagger, but not just yet.She had to see what he was up to.
And so she stared, waited, standing up straight and looking him right in the eye.
A meeting
Caha smirked and loosely twirled the dagger in her hand. She stopped and caught the bladeās handle, eyes trailing to the figure not too far from her. It wasnāt often that she was approached so directly by others; most were too afraid. Whoever this person was, they were confident.
āWhat brings you here, Messere?ā
@jacobfryess
āIām out here trying to have some..fun.ā The hooded man said as he smirked, he crossed his arms waiting for the other stranger to do something.
The man wasnāt going to make a move unless she did so first, that much was evident. Her lips quirked up, amber eyes studying him. She sheathed her dagger at her side and fully turned to face him. The streets were empty besides the two of them and the moon above barely gave off enough light for Caha to see much else besides the manās outline.Ā
āI suppose that makes two of us,ā she replied warily.Ā
āWell..letās see how fast you are..ā In a moment, the hooded man was running. He climb down and continued running. He didnāt even know the ladyās next move but he was curious.
āWha-ā she followed without thinking, jumling down from the rooftop and rolling out onto the pavement below. Her legs pushed her off of the ground and carried her after the man as fast as they would go. Heavy footsteps echoed off of the walls of the buildings surrounding them on either side; her heart hammered in her head.
āHey!ā Caha rounded the sharp turn that the man had and proceeded to chase after him.
A meeting
Caha smirked and loosely twirled the dagger in her hand. She stopped and caught the bladeās handle, eyes trailing to the figure not too far from her. It wasnāt often that she was approached so directly by others; most were too afraid. Whoever this person was, they were confident.
āWhat brings you here, Messere?ā
@jacobfryess
āIām out here trying to have some..fun.ā The hooded man said as he smirked, he crossed his arms waiting for the other stranger to do something.
The man wasnāt going to make a move unless she did so first, that much was evident. Her lips quirked up, amber eyes studying him. She sheathed her dagger at her side and fully turned to face him. The streets were empty besides the two of them and the moon above barely gave off enough light for Caha to see much else besides the manās outline.Ā
āI suppose that makes two of us,ā she replied warily.Ā
Tightrope (Open RP)
Life was like a tightrope: either you fell or you lasted a little longer. Rather than be wary of falling, Caha would swing and loop her body around the rope and then cut otherās for the sheer pleasure of it. No sense in living if you couldnāt have a little fun, right?
So there she sat atop a building, dagger twirled in her hand as she blandly eyed the people down below. It had been a while since she had a little fun.
Things were too boring nowadays.Ā