One on One's discussion

And here we are. What shall we do?

Something actiony.

Sorry! Didn't get the notification as usual.
Of course actiony! Interesting and unique as well! Firstly; time period?

I like Medieval, and normally use the same character a lot for those.

That's no problem. So what interesting plotline shall we have? Do we have magic incorporated? History (eg King Arthur?)

Hmmm... No magic, but other than that I don;t know. Want me to go ahead and post my character?

Sure. I'll base mines on yours.

Well here's my normal medieval character.

Name: Alexandria (Alex)
Age:18
Sex: Female
Occupation: Assassin
Apperance:
Personality: Doesn't trust others very easily, although she's an assassin she does have a sense of honor, and for the few people she does trust she is loyal.

Should I make another girl or a guy?

doesn't matter.

I'll make a girl. I'm sick of playing guys.

okay then. :)

Name: Annalise Fleet (everyone just calls her Fleet)
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Occupation: Squire/Page
Appearance:
Personality: She's headstrong, boyish, immature, rowdy and not always civilised. Also, stubborn and quick-minded with a spark of intelligence which she prefers not to pursue.
Background: Her father is a poor tavern man and after striking lucky in a card game, he managed to secure a position as a page for a son which he didn't have. So Annalise stepped up to the position and has called herself Fleet all this time, training with the boys and living as one of them.

((okay, lets start!))

Alexandira was sitting at a table in the back corner of a tavern, watching the people around her.

Annalise entered with her Knight, Sir Homerton who was a firm and just master.
"Boy. Get us three mugs. The others will be joining soon enough." he ordered her, scratching his white beard. She nodded and walked next to Alexandria to get the mugs. "Three!" she called, slapping her hand on the table to call the attention of the barkeep.

Alex just watched them, taking a sip of her ale. It been awhile since she'd been to this part of the kingdom, hopefully no one here would recognize her.

Fleet observed her surroundings and noticed Alexndria, tucked away in the corner. She seemed like an interesting personality. She wondered what her story was like.

A little later Alex stood up, dropping a few coins on the table to pay for her ale. She then headed back out onto the streets.

Fleet gave the mugs over to her master. "Go stand by the horses boy." he ordered and she left the tavern right after Alexandria, to stand by their stallions in the corner of the dark street.

Alex glanced behind her as someone else exited the tavern, She frowned, they'd just got there, why was he leaving already.

Fleet turned around to see Alex again, but this time with more light shining on her face. She seemed familiar...like some posters she'd seen around...what did she do?

Alex walked away, dissapearing around a corner.

Fleet, seeing that she had nothing better to do but to watch over some boring horses, followed Alex.

Alex reliezed she was being followed. She kept walking as if nothing had changed. She then ducked into an alley, hiding on a doorway as she waited for the person to walk by.

Fleet rushed down the alley, seeing that Alex wasn't there anymore. Had she lost her already?

Alex stayed motionless, waiting for the person to walk by...

Fleet continued down the dark alleyway carefully, turning around to check if anyone was passing behind her.

When she walked by the doorway Alex was hiding in she jumped out, slamming them against a wall, dagger at their throat. "Who are you and why are you following me?" she demanded.

Fleet struggled against the tight grip but paused her fighting when Alex spoke.
"I...was bored!" she rasped through her tightened airway.

Alex raised an eyebrow. "So you decided to follow me?"

"Well...if you want the truth...yes." she said abashedly.

"Is that the only reason?" she asked, not moving the dagger away from her throat.

"Yes...be assured, I do not have the killing capacity of even a mouse." she smiled at her joke, despite the circumstances.

ALex hesitated a second longer before taking a step back, still gripping the dagger in her hand.

Fleet took a deep gulp of air and looked Alex over. "You're some sort of secret soldier, aren't you? Because only they would have that kind of skill. So? What are you?"

Alex shrugged in reply, not saying anything.

"So where are ou going hm? Can I come? Please, I have to come!" she walked up to Alex, eyes excited.

Alex shook her head. "I work alone." she says, starting to walk away.

"Well, maybe I'll just observe?" she shrugged, running after her.

Alex spun back around to face her. "I don't think so." she said. "YOu'd be better off to stay away."

"Goodness. Don't you know how this works? I follow you despite what you say. You save my life and we become good friends. How about that, hm?"

"No." she said again, narrowing her eyes. "Just go back to wherever it is you came from."

((How should your person figure out Alex is an assisson?))

((Someone tries to attack Alex in revenge for an assassination?))

"Don't act like I was born in a cave or belong in the fiery pits of hell or something." Fleet rolled her eyes. "Come on. One night. I'm bored out of my mind."

((I've kinda had an idea forming in my mind. What if Alex is in this town on a job to kill some important noble or something? Then the knight and your character are in town to see that noble for some reason.))

((Fine by me!))

"No." Alex told her again, running out of the alley, quickly blending into the crowds.

Fleet ran after her, getting mixed up in the crowd as she searched for the black haired girl.

Alex ducked into the inn she'd payed for earlier that day, quickly slipping up to her room.

Fleet looked around for her. 'Where is she?'

Alex locked the door behind her. Now she just had to get ready for her job that night.