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Post by Hamlet on Nov 2, 2007 16:59:09 GMT -5
Painted mare weaved through the crowded streets easily. Some people she knocked into and those who tried to whip around and let her have it suddenly shrank when they saw who was upoun her. The young prince of Von Maur, Hamlet. His black short hair was spikey as his bright light brown eyes stares fowards as his face was wiped clean like a slat. Of course within this young lords mind, it was toppling over and over, like a train wreck smacking into one cart and then plowing into another. Many as he passed bowed before him but he paid no mind. He wasn't out looking for flattery he was out looking for one person and one person only.Julianne. Julianne Noelle. The young lady he had known for about a month or so. The young man held a sword straped to his side. One shoulder cover by his black cape behind him and the other shoulder shown, a black strap around his neck from which the cape could be held onto his body. Of course he would have worn his hood but for now this was only a matter of him not truly careing. His bright brown eyes scan the areas around him seeing some who pointed towards the young handsome young man whispering "thats the prince! Prince Hamlet!" The prince sorta let it go in one ear and other the other. Pulling his mare off to the side of one building trying to get away from the publics few, he slid off his mare that he had been ridding bareback. "I'll call for you." he whispered to her and slapped her rear which she took a break off into a wooded area behind the town. Looking over his shoulder he stepped back into the shadows slipping his hood over his face and moved out of sight.
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Post by Alanna on Nov 2, 2007 17:07:58 GMT -5
The sought girl was busy chatting with the baker. Afer getting her purchusse she smiled and gave and nod and thanks. Leavinfg she put the basket on her arm. Soft pink and white dress fit her well. Golden locks down like most the time. She flipped them back as she turned down an alley goinga quick route home. Breaking frre of it she came to a less busy street. Heading home. Passing the alleys slowly. Soft hum came from her. She was troubled lately from someting but never let it show. Smilling to the few who passed her and called hellos. Silvery blue eyes bright as her smile. Slow was her movemnts as always simply acted as though naught was wrong.
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Post by Hamlet on Nov 2, 2007 17:20:21 GMT -5
"Hamlet has done wrong in his life. hasn't he?" he whispered to himself gently. He slid through the shadows easily, night was slowly beginning to fall which would make it an easier task to get around with out so many gwakers shouting like idiots that the prince was in town. No he didn't want that type of publicity. Feet touched the ground in a stealthy silence that only he could seem to conqour. He had the skills of a ninja, light on his feet and quick to remain out of sight. Then he seen her. He pauses as he walks briskly and easily with in step of her. Waiting till the last person passed he moved up behind her and stuck his hand over her mouth and drug her out of sight. "Shhh." he whispered to her. Keeping her back pressed against his stomach. "Its Hamlet. Don't. Scream." he warned her. Pausing for a second he soon lets go and looks to her, waiting for her to turn around. She should know his reasons of waiting to remain unknown and seen to the the people of the village. Though he could easily fend for himself he had his own private reasons. why.. with what had happened. what... brought him and her togather.- Light brown eyes squint as he pulls his hood off of his head, revealing his tanned skin and black spikey messy hair. His lip was pierced and even so it made more of a youthful out look on the young man, of coure his father didn't approve of it and he was told to take it out but as you can see Hamlet hadn't yet. When he had done it he was on one of his crazy trips and mortally ended up piecing himself, sticking a piece of metal through it he and kept it.
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Post by Alanna on Nov 2, 2007 17:29:05 GMT -5
Julianne stopped once to share a short greeting and words with a older woman before she started on once more. Eyes went up to the sky above to see how much light was left. Looking down the others were gone all heading home or else place.
Feeling a hand over her mouth she flinched feeling her-self behing pulled back. Tense till she heard his voice and who it was. She tensed again but when he let go and she turned and looked at him. Dipping into a small crutsy and settng the basket down the same time.
Straightening she flipped her golden locks back and tucking them behind her ears. No bright pretty smile or happy like glow from her. She eyed him like he was dangerous. "Why would you seek me now?", she said voice low in a whisper. A hand on her hip.
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Post by Hamlet on Nov 2, 2007 17:37:33 GMT -5
he watches as she dips and then speaks to him in a whisper. Bright brown eyes move from her and then around as though they were darting around, showing signs of his insanity. As hard as his father tried to hide that his son was critically jacked up in the head since and incident which happened only recently, Many had began to wonder about the prince's stability. He soon started to pace. "Julianne. I think some one knows." he said. He rose his shakey hand to his head and brushed it through his black messy black hair, Which he hadn't brushed. " My father. He questioned me today. He spoke about the two men." He froze for a second back facing her and then almost in a dangerous way he turns towards her and grips her arms with a light shake though his grip on her arms where rough. "Have you heard any one say anything?" his brown eyes looked wild as they gazed into her softer silvery blue.
"has any one in town spoke of the-." he stopped himself and then lets go with great force and spun around on his heel, his hand raising up towards his hair again as fingers move through it. He hadn't thought that his father would have figured out something so early. "Do you know what could happen if they found out that not only you did it.. but I as well?" He spoke. His voice was low again and his head was pointed down wards, finger and thumb on his chin as he stares down at his feet.
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Post by Alanna on Nov 2, 2007 17:52:20 GMT -5
This young man made her uneasy always. So when he started ranting she shifted uneasily. She didn't say anything at first unsure what to say. Eyes went wide with surprise when he grabbed her and shook. Julianne wasn't sure she really trusted him to much. He was crazy.
Quickly she hide her emotions. Pleastently polite look on her face. She listened. When he let go and stumbled back slightly but gained her ground quickly. Crossing her arms she watched him.
"Well I did naught wrong my lord. Twas you. I have heard nothing. No one will think it you nor find out. Why worry over such things. These days few get caught for their crimes unless a theif", she pointed out. Delicately she smoothed over her dress with a slghtly shaking hand. He scared her with his rough sudden actions. Juli was a simple girl from a wealthy merchant was all. Such matters she was not supposed to have to worry about yet she did.
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Post by Hamlet on Nov 2, 2007 18:02:19 GMT -5
"Me!?" he spun on his heels to face her like a rabid dog that just broke free from its chain. " I have kept quiet, sweet dear innocent Juli." He growls. His jaws twitched irritably beneath and he breathes in. "But if you have said nothing and I most certainly didn't. Then how the hell has everyone in that d**ned hell of prision rant about it. And obviously you haven't been paying attention because there has been talk. On my way here I heard couple of women gawking about the crime." he takes a few steps towards her. The muscles in his jaws twitched nervously. " They have no idea who'd done it. but they have found out sweet heart and their talking."
What he was worried about was what if they hadn't covered their tracks well enough? those guards at the palace were like hounds when it came to a crime which nothing that big in which they had done hadn't happened in such a long time that no wonder they would be all over this like a moth to a flame. He stares at her for a second seeing that he did infact scare her of course when he grabbed her but truthfully Hamlet was Hamlet.
Even before the murder he had showed signs of going down hill. For an event happened when he was younger though no one truely honestly knows what, But now. Since the murder he had dirastically went spiraling down in to the pit of maddness. Which of course would effect any one he was around and scare those he cares for most. Juli being one of them.
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Post by Alanna on Nov 2, 2007 18:25:16 GMT -5
Julianne gave the smallest of flinches whe he turned on her. Oh she hated it. It sacred her and made her jumpy. And Juli didn't scare easily she was normally the one people went to when they had troubles and she kept quite always.
Silvery blue eyes left him and went to the wall to her right. She sort of hugged her-self as she did when she thought hard. "I didn't say anything. That I swear my lord. And I have heard nothing. Perhpas I am a little off lately. I have not been paying attention", she said still not looking at him.
She flipped her hair back again. It was forever falling forward and in the way. But yet she never really put it up. Shifting her weight slightly litening for him instead of looking. Mind searcged for any whisper she might have heard.
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Post by Hamlet on Nov 2, 2007 18:39:46 GMT -5
Hamlet felt like he was going insane and though the part of him that was the charmer, the prince, the real Hamlet wanted to bring some comfort for startling her. He couldn't bring himself to do it. It was as though his madness held onto him and it was making him increasingly angry with it. Bringing his hand to his mouth as she spoke again he wipped the corners of his mouth blood could be seen on his finger tips and he guessed that his piercing must have been hit. None the less he put his finger tip towards it and pressed against it looking down at the blood gathered and sat there. Memories flashed in his mind which made him shudder lightly and close his eyes.
Absent mindedly his voice cracked as he spoke. "Sorry. I didn't mean to lash out at you, Juli." He whispered lightly. Even so as he had spoke those words his mind repeatedly beat him for saying such words. Opening them, they almost seem to constrict like that of a prediator as he stares at her but she not doing the same thing. Of course it would be safer if she did that for the look on his face pretty much said, 'I am canabilistic.'
He moved towards her easy movements his hand reaching out "Juli..." He spoke but then he froze. His brown eyes watched her for a second as though he wasn't sure of himself and closed his mouth as though he forgot what he was going to say. His hand fell back at his side but his eyes never wavered. "whats on your mind." he asked her. of course, you wouldn't expect this out of Hamlet for he never truly stopped to ask about another for his world was usually swirling so wildly he couldn't consentrate on one thing.
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Post by Alanna on Nov 2, 2007 18:53:15 GMT -5
Julianne didn't look at him as she spoke not sure if she should forgive him or not. It was so hard when dealing with him. He wasn't like this last time they meet. He was worse. But when he asked waht was on her mind she looked at him.
A soft sigh escaped her. Lips formed the smallest of smiles. "I'm not sure. There has been so much on it lately its hard to tell", she said. Silvery blue eyes showed wonder and worry when she looked to him. Brow creased slightly so. "Don't let it eat at you", she said tone soft and sweet.
Wavy golden lockes fell forward in the way of her eyes but she ignored them looking at him. Young yes but she knew much. She was a strong young woman but even so the unknowing of him set her off she was used to knowin a thing and it stayed that way.
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Post by Hamlet on Nov 2, 2007 19:04:04 GMT -5
He swallowed hard when she looked towards him as she said nothing at first. he knew he was some one she wasn't used to dealing with but hell he was beginning to get lost in his own lunacy. he didn't know from real and fake any more. His brow rose lightly as she spoke as he seen a small smile appear on her face and he breaths in deeply. "Ah. Guess its the same way with me... I have-" he pauses for a second trying to think of the best way to put it but she spoke up and he glances at her. "There are more then one way its eating at me." he spoke. Once more his voice held the same nervous twitch as earlier but he crossed his arms and diverted his eyes away. "Theres to much. When I think i stop one. another grows. When I tend to it, another becomes greater.... I am being swallowed up into a pit of blackness and not even I can hang onto the edge for ever." he said looking at her once more.
he wasn't sure if she would get what he ment and probably she wouldn't. he never made sense to any one. Hell he barely made sense to his ownself. "What ever is on your mind. and if it has something to do with me and what I have done. Sorry. I am trying Juli but it seems the harder I try the more I get sucked in." He drums his fingers on the side of his arm as his attention diverts else where. Once more his insane paranoia starting to kick back in. "shh!" he waved his hand towards her as he stares in the direction he thought he had heard something.
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Post by Alanna on Nov 2, 2007 19:16:19 GMT -5
Julianne looked at him as he spoke. It was faint the idea of what he was saying simply cause she had to listen to wives or children crazy with hysteria so many times before. Brushing the locks back she thought closely to try and figure out what to say properly and how to go about saying it. She was always carefull when speaking.
"Perhaps you should not deal with them but sit some place quite and clear your mind", she said slowly carefully chewing each word over before saying it. She moved closer to him. Eyes on him.
Hessitantly she placed a gentle hand on his arm as he hushed her. Looking where he looked she sighed. "Its just Queen", she said nodding to the white cat who came trtting over tail high in the air. Pale eyes on them and the cat meowed to them in greeting.
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Post by Hamlet on Nov 3, 2007 20:08:45 GMT -5
"Easier said then done. Do you remember who your talking to?" His brow rose as he watches her. He was a prince how would he just magically get peace and quiet to clear his mind? the castle was bustling around and if he escaped he couldn't stay out as long as he would like to.. They would notice. Besides it would take an aweful lot of time to get his mind cleared. Besides that... His mind was nothing but a bear trap waiting to close on him. Breathing in he lowered his head for a second of at lest until he thought he heard something.
He jumped lightly as he felt her hand on his shoulder with a gentle touch but it was just for a second. His eyes stayed on her for a second lips parting to speak but she beat him to it and so his light colored eyes move towards the thing in question. A cat. I jumped.. over.. a cat.. He said to himself. he chuckles at himself, "I'm loosing it." he said to her gently. He looks to the cat that came trotting towards him greetingly and he crouched low to where her hand slid off his shoulder. His hand lightly reached out to the cat who rubbed against him welcomingly. In a way he wished he had more then just a horse.. a friendly little cat would be nice. or even a dog. But sadly his parents wouldn't allow it of him. "Whats your cats name again?" he asked her.
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Post by Alanna on Nov 4, 2007 0:51:39 GMT -5
Julianne could feel him jump at her touch but she didn't let her had fall till he lowered his-self. She thought over his words with a mental sigh. No matter how he made her uneasy she still didn't scare away like a mouse to a crazed cat. Eyes on her cat as the small creature rubbed against his hand purring tail twitching happily. Almost white blue eyes closed as she purred. It brought a smile to Juli's lips. The cat always brought her peace.
"Her name is Queen. You can pick her up she likes you well enough", she said softly. Hands smoothed over baby pink dress. Tuking locks behind her ear she watched him. The cat seemed to sooth him a little too. Mayhaps that could give her an idea. But for now she would listen and wait. Did he only come to snap at her for peoples talkings?
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Post by Hamlet on Nov 4, 2007 13:39:54 GMT -5
He did as she said he could. He picked up the white cat and stroked her head carefully. She rubbed into his hand purring loudly and he just glances down at her. "She seems to." he mummured. He glances at Julianne. "She's a beautiful cat." he mused.
Of course in a way he was truthfully speaking at Juli herself but of course the young prince would never admit to it. No. He couldn't court a lady even if he wanted to. He was having enough trouble by himself what makes him think he deserved one? The cat rested in his arms as he brushes his finger tips over the top of her head. That cats eyes closed as she continued to purr.
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