The Thief and the Magii (1-1 with Tiggy)

Cormag, turned, walking backwards now. 'I'm on the run, remember?' He sighed. 'I can't risk seeing anyone I've met before. I just keep traveling.' He grinned sadly and stopped. 'It was fun while it lasted, Jen, but I cant do everything that I want to do. Nobody of my status is worthy of you, Jennifre.' He turned away, and started to run.

Jennifre watched as he ran deeper into the forest, unmoving. What would she do now? ...she always could run after him, help him...try to help him not get caught...she was a magii after all. And with that she leapt forward and chased after the theif.

Cormag didn't look back. He didn't want to see her face again. Her long blonde hair, her beautiful eyes. Everything about her was angelic, even when she was mad, or stressy. Cormag smiled to himself as he picked up speed. If I keep running nobody would catch him, not ever.

After a while of running Jennifre began to feel tired, her body ached and her breaths came our short and ragged. She stopped running, and put her hands to her knees, trying to catch her breath. She stood up after a few moments and pushed the hair back that fell into her face. She dragged her tired body over to a tall tree and collasped against it. She slid to the ground, her eyes half closed. She lifted her hand to cast a protection charm over the tree and her but was too tired to think of the words. She slowly fell into a deep sleep.

*Hey, how about Jenn is captured? and Cormag goes to save her or something? ...I have to think about who would capture her... I know! Santa Clause! ...no *

*Perhaps we should make an evil charrie? Soz im not sure what to reply-writers block =/*

*hum...alright...I need pictures...girl or guy? I like girl but then her leader/master person is a guy...*

*Good idea. Perhaps summat like this : https://media.photobucket.com/image/evil%20girl%20anime/xWhitexLillyx/anime/anime%2520girls/gothiclolita-roseandevilsmile.jpg ? *

*i've seen that before, it reminds me of stuff, but sure, should I be her or you? oh...name...hum...Nammi...uh....*

*Maybe summat like, Renee, Janet, Alice or Samantha. Summat innocent, but kinda evil at the same time =P ?*

*I like Alice or Samantha*

*Shall we go with Alice? Do you wanna be her, or shall I?*

*You can be her, I kinda want to, but then I don't*

*You can be her if you want =) Perhaps one of us is her, and the other is her leader? Whats he gonna be like?*

*uh.....evil? um...handsome or ugly? young or old?*

* I gotta pic for the evil dude:



yes...but maybe that can be after he was put under a spell...cast by one of Jennifre's ancestors???*

*This could possibly be him before he was put under the spell:

hey, I went to behindthename.com to find a name, I searched "darkness" and found this:
Angra Mainku
That a good name?*

*Cool. Yeah it is a good name. Perhaps he wants Jennifre to change him back. I also think that perhaps he can take on different appearances, and pretends that he loves Alice, which is why she does everything for him?*

*That sounds cool....do you mind if I look for a different (maybe more different sounding?) name for Alice? If so...how about these?
Rosaleen
Nila
Talitha
Regan
Ayla
Azazel*

*Rosaleen sounds good.*

*kk,now, last thing, who's who, ooh ooh, can I be the wicked ugly dark mage dude!!! please?
oh, and doesn't this dress look epic?

maybe we can keep the pic we found for Rosaleen but have her wear that instead? ^^

*Yep Sounds good =)*

Slywolf wrote:After a while of running Jennifre began to feel tired, her body ached and her breaths came our short and ragged. She stopped running, and put her hands to her knees, trying to catch her breath. She stood up after a few moments and pushed the hair back that fell into her face. She dragged her tired body over to a tall tree and collasped against it. She slid to the ground, her eyes half closed. She lifted her hand to cast a protection charm over the tree and her but was too tired to think of the words. She slowly fell into a deep sleep.

Rosaleen gripped the paddle harder as she rowed along the river. Her beautiful, wonderful, master had given her another task, one that she could complete 'with no trouble', he had said. The rowing boat was old, wooden, and leaking a small bit, making the ends of her long, velvety dress become soggy. She sighed with mild anger as she saw what was happening to her charmed dress. She had pulled the long, draping sleeves up, out of the way of the water, and luckily, she had short hair, which she had styled uniquely that morning.
The young witch searched the banks, looking for the tree which her master had foreseen. There. She stopped the boat with the paddle, and tied it onto the bank. Carefully getting out, as to not get her dress wet, she patted her hair down, and walked towards the sleeping girl. She lifted the weightless girl up, and placed her into the boat, before she got back into it herself.

*beautiful and wonderful master? You got to be kidding me Rose. XD* Angra Mainyu was his name correct?

Jennifre didn't stir as she was picked up off her feet during her sleep and carried towards the river. She wasn't aware of anything that happened around her. Her blond hair dropped down around and under her captors hands as she held her.

Angra Mainyu lifted his hands and rubbed them together as his cloak's sleeves feel to his elbows. His precious apprentice would be off on the mission he sent her on by now for sure. Hopefully the cursed descendant of the First Magii that imprisoned him in this form-what was her name? No- it didn't matter, she would be delivered to him soon enough, Rosaleen never failed him. His darling Rosaleen never failed her charming master. Humph, she's never seen him in this form, but only in the forms he chose, but he could only hold those forms for a little while before having to change back. Never mind that, that would all change in time. Angra Mainyu chuckled to himself at his plans, the secret plans that even Rosaleen didn't know.

*yep*

Cormag stopped running. He could hear running water nearby. He licked his dry lips and walked in the direction of the sound. He reached it, and started to drink thirstily, from the bank. Once he had finished, he saw two figures in the oncoming mist. The larger woman paddled the unstable boat, while the other seemed, asleep? The he realized. The blonde hair of the girl belonged to Jennifre.
'Hey!' Cormag called to the woman. She jumped and tried to see where his voice had come from, then matching it to him.
'What do you want, dear boy?' Rosaleen called sweetly, setting her charmed dress on the boy.
'Uh, um.' Cormag pushed the charm away from him with his mind, fighting it while he spoke. 'Who's the girl?' He asked casually.
'Oh, a friend, my boy, a lovely friend, my cousin in fact.' She lied, almost smiling to herself, they looked similar enough didn't they?

Jennifre's eyes started to flutter open as the boat began rocking up and down on the water of the river. The ground she fell asleep on..wasn't it soft and itchy, grass. This was hard...and wooden. Jennifre's eyes shot open and she soon realized she was in a boat. She quickly sat up and took in her surroundings. She was in a small, pitiful wooden boat, paddled by a woman with pale blond hair in a gothic like dress. ...wait...who was that on shore? With her magic enhancing her eyesight she saw the figure of Cormag. He was talking to the woman who paddled the boat. "I'm not your cousin-" Jennifre started until her head began to feel heavy and the world began to spin before her eyes. Strong magic circulated this boat...why hasn't Cormag felt it? Could it be that he possibly be out of range? Her thoughts became clouded as her eyes became glossy.
Jennifre shook her head and turned to the boy on shore...who was he? Ah yes, the thief boy she met earlier. "Cormag? Ah yes, this is my cousin, were....going somewhere...somewhere I forget..." she trailed.

*Cormag could be skeptical and ask what her 'cousin's' name is...or he could...uh...I don't know...doesn't question it at first but then wants to figure out what's going on...? uh...? I don't know!*