Feeling Watched

[erbear47]

Marquering kept to the shadows as she walked along the streets of Youla; she hated being sent into the city. Preferring to be solo, the city (and its bustling streets) were the last place she wanted to be sent. However, there was a message here for her commander and she was sent to pick it up. Why do I have to be the one that is always sent on these "missions". Marquering turned the corner near the Capital Building completely lost in her own thoughts. Youla is a beautiful city, its no wonder most of the soldiers take their leave here. Too bad there are so many people. Marquering picked up her pace as the first snowflakes began to fall. I wonder if its starting to snow in the forest, I love the fresh snow. Makes it so much easier to keep unseen. Rounding the last corner on her journey to pick up the message, Marquering overheard a snipet of conversation between two officers of the Fallen Angels.

"Well, I don't see how this is going to work...there has never been an alliance before."
"Don't worry, Cailen knows what shes doing. If the Ice Warriors want an alliance then I guess its for good reason."

Marquering sighed, if only they had any clue what they were talking about. Marquering understood why Cailen accepted this alliance, however she did not understand how Cailen could accept the Ice Warriors. Just the other day they had desecrated something holy, Marquering's distrust was increased a thousand times. Ignorance was not something Marquering dealt well with. But whatever, and whoever, Cailen trusted...Marquering would do her best to do the same.

Entering the building on her right, she approached the desk with a look of contempt. She knew the offices her made it next to impossible to get anything quick and dreaded the paperwork that would surround the message she was to pick up.

[Cailen]

Cailen stood at the far corner of the room, and watched the angel aproach. She could tell by the look of her face that she longed to be out in the forest just as much as she did. Cailen had just arrived back into the city, and the snow was falling softer here than it was in the woods. Her meting with Ice was still fresh in her mind. Some of the angels were confused by the words exchanged, but Cailen knew that during the reign of most of the previous rulers, the warriors had been in alliance with the Angels, but she was the first to actually act upon the notion. The Ice Warriors were the only other race she would be ally to, and hopefully they the terms would stick beyond her lifetime. She trusted Ice, and after the mix-up had been cleared, they had gotten along very well. She respected him as a leader, and an equal.

Cailen walked over to the Angel, who was dressed all in black, and nodded her head in greeting. The girl was taller than she was- as most prople were, but the look of determination and intimidation in her eyes were enough to make up for her short stature.

[erbear47]

Marquering approached Cailen slowly. Out of respect she lowered her eyes for a moment and made a small bow. Though Cailen was small, Marquering remembered the stories she had heard about Cailen's feirce fighting abilities.

"I was sent to pick up a message." Though she knew Cailen must already know this, Marquering felt as though it were a justified way to begin the conversation. However much she longed to inquire about the fresh alliance, Marquering knew that Cailen would come to it in her own time if she were willing to discuss it.

Marquering gestured towards the small set of chairs along the wall next to them. Her journey had been tough and she longed for the chance to rest her feet. She also made the quick assumption that by allowing Cailen to stand over her she would be acknowledging their positions within the Fallen Angels. Looking down on her leader did not sit well with Marquering and she would jump at the opportunity to show Cailen the respect she deserved.

[Cailen]

OOC: Im not sure if there was a message you had in mind, so Im making this up, if there was something you wanted tell me and Ill modify this.Also, sorry this took so long...

Cailen smiled at the angel. "Please, take a seat. I was just finishing the message."

She scribbled some more on a piece of parchment, and then rolled it up, tying it with a while piece of silk. She stood up and handed it to her messenger.

"It's not top secret or anything, but do not let it fall into anyone else's hands. It is to be delivered to Ice, the King of the Ice Warriors. Deliver it to him personally." She paused a second and gestured toward Marquering. "You look weary. You can sleep before setting off. Would you like something to eat or drink?" She was quite hungry herself, but did not let it show.