◤ ◥ ✖ YOU'RE LIKE ICE. I - C - E - Y. Feels so nice, scorching me. You're so hot, hot. Baby, your love is so hot, hoooot! TAGS WORDS NOTES For once in awhile, the Spooky Forest wasn't so spooky. The sky overhead was bright and clear. Completely void of any clouds at all. The air was crisp and light while the sunlight from the heavens was shining down in beautiful wide bands. Perfect weather for a ride in a convoy. A four wagon detail of the highest mobile magical security that money could buy was toddling along a predetermined path through the forest of Spooks. From a distance, the setup looked imposing, but up close it was downright unnerving. Posted around and in front of every wagon was a massive kind of man that looked like he could break down an oak tree with his bare hands. In links between these men were sturdy-looking men in thin magical armor with the symbol of the Rune Knights glinting in the sunlight. In the middle of the four wagons, there sat a roofed enclosure that was being pulled by two magnificent black and white horses. This wagon had only a silken set of curtains separating it from the outside world. Whenever a perverse wind swept over the group, the curtains would flutter ever so slightly. Two silhouettes could be seen sitting inside this luxurious enclosure. One, the strapping frame of a man that held obvious power. The other, the slim build of a woman who held formidable power herself. The sounds around the path the group was following were next to silent. So image the faces of the men around them when the "mind"-stimulating sound of a female squealing could be heard from behind the silk curtains. The eyes of almost every man widened a bit as their faces reddened. Ah, the stresses of work. "You're so good at this!", the same voice from before called out from behind the curtains. One could only imagine what was going through the heads of those poor Rune Knights at that moment. At that very moment, a strong stray wind rocked through the convoy and sent the curtains sprawling through the air, revealing the two silhouettes inside. The first was the epitome of mysteriousness, the Magic Councilman Kairi Yushima. Better known as Steigmaz Yoverin. The woman across from him was probably the most sociable Councilwoman of all time, Skylar Frost. The amount of magic power both held was immense. The amount of influence they held was even greater. Skylar looked over to Kairi and sighed as she set down her chess piece. "I can't beat you! No matter how hard I try!" Skylar's strawberry blonde hair flitted back and forth gently in the wind as she sat on the cushioned floor of their wagon. |
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