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Post by Abigail Merton on Sept 6, 2009 5:07:02 GMT 1
Abigail Merton would not consider herself brave or daring and yet here she was in the middle of nowhere. There was nothing but darkness surrounding her and trees... and bugs, much to her dismay. She swiped her hand across the sleeve of her dress, thinking one may be on it. She gasped as she saw something move in the trees. And why was Abby here at this time of night if she was so frightened? She had simply gone to the market to pick up something and on her way back she hadn't paid any attention to where she was going. Now she was lost. Her sense of direction had never been too keen.
Every little movement she saw caused her to jump. The slightest of noises made her fearful. She was completely paranoid at the moment. What could be there in the forest with her? Who could be just around the corner?
Her eyes widened in fear as she saw a dark figure moving some twenty feet in front of her. As she moved backward her dress caught on something, it was impossible to make it out in the darkness. She screamed seeing the person move towards her and pulled at her dress, desperately wanting to run.
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Post by kight on Sept 9, 2009 19:46:16 GMT 1
Rigoletto had been out riding simply enjoying being out & riding, he had for once gone with out wearing his armor & not his heavy armor. He was ridding his black stallion, not that it alone would give him away normally he would not of come here of all places why dresses as he was unless he had to or at this hour but, he had a feeling to come here, something that would just not leave him. He wore a full black mask to keep his face hidden, all but his lips & chin.
A feeling that eat at him, like a dog at a meat when he tried to say he was not going he felt something inside him hit like a hammer so he finally bit, the bullet & had come here to see if he saw any thing of interested or something that might end his mind form wanting to keep him. Where he could say he came & saw nothing so he had no reason not to leave & go home where it was warm & dry, as well as he did not have to worry about being seen.
Rigoletto was dressed in black paints, boots that where calf high & cloak. He also wore a gold & black vest, that was embroidered with amazing detail of different things, of course this would not easily be seen but, it was still there even with in the darkness, of the night.
He drew his cloak closer as to cover him more before drawing the hood move over his head, it had grown dark & with that the temps would be going down as well, he rode at a walk so there was only a faint sound form him to give him away of being there. As he rode deeper into the forest he thought he saw something & with that drew back on the rains of his horse, as if to see if he saw it again & what it might be, it looked like a long figure but, he did not feel a threat because of it so, taking a chance he approached the figure that appeared to be moving, as he drew closer he heard a resealing sound before a scream & this sent Rigoletto to move faster to cheek on what was the matter.
He came to a stop closer to them, where the moon light help him see that it was a lady & she looked familiar to him, when the name came to him "Lady Merton" He had heard Prince John speak of her earlier & now her she was but, why was she out here of all places?
(I will dealt if this is not open)
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Post by Abigail Merton on Sept 13, 2009 7:35:52 GMT 1
Abigail gasped as she dark figure approached and stumbled backwards a few steps putting her hand to her mouth in horror, wishing she had been wiser than to come out here all alone. Her horror was slightly lessened as she heard her name spoken. She must know them, then. From where, though, did she recognize this voice? Her mind scanned across some memories before it ran across the one she knew him from. Abby had spoken to him before, he was riding alongside and she had lied about.... Oh no. She blushed at the recollection. Why had she so impulsively lied to him? And now here he was... She looked back up through the dark trying to make out his figure.
"Yes, 'tis I. Thank God it is you," she said pretending she remembered his name, though she couldn't recall it for the life of her. "I was so frightened. I got lost and... and..." she trailed off, usually she wasn't this talkative, and now she was embarassed at talking so openly. She cleared her throat. "What are you doing out at this time of night?," she questioned curiously.
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Post by kight on Sept 16, 2009 4:49:10 GMT 1
Rigoletto heard her voice, though with the shadows it was still hard to see her the moon light did not give much light here in the forsted as it did in other places. He moved closer at her words to her as he came to a stop close to her as he spoke in a claming voice, hoping to calm her down & not make her so fearul. "It's alright, calm down Miss. Merton" He then heard her question "I was out riding but, somthing drew me here & now I know why" He looked at her threw his mask, as he spoke "Did you want a ride? You only need tell me where it is you wish to go"
(Sorry it was short)
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