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Johanna

POSTED: Mon Jun 17, 2019 11:42 pm

During his day to day life within The Order, the Janus saw his fair share of game, big and small, hunted and brought back to be used as food for the group, and the hide and bones used to craft and repair weapons. Over the course of his short life, the boy had become quite adept at shaving, stretching, and tanning these hides into leather that the group could work with. It was a meticulous task that would keep the young hybrid occupied in his day to day life, when he was not training with the other initiates, or going out to explore the territory.

Today, however, Elias looked upon the stockpile of leathers he had amassed, more than the order was consuming. He had many sheets and rolls of surplus hide, as well as bones, makeshift plates made from the tops of skulls, knives whittled from long bones, and silver blue eyes flicked out towards the outskirts of the Order's territory. There had been word of a caravan passing through the peninsula, a band of traveling traders who Elias thought it might be in his behest to seek out with his overstock of materials.

Packing his rolled leathers into a large bundle, and bones into a hide pouch, the demon son walked out into camp and spotted the silver girl, looking bored or otherwise unamused in the opinion of the male. "Johanna." The tall svelte mix spoke her name with an easy smile and an intentional relaxing of his posture. "Would you like to accompany me on a small training mission? You'd get away from camp for a night, stretch your legs, I have a few things I'd like to go trade." He proposed, holding up the smaller pack of bones and rabbit hides that he had prepared. "It wont be dangerous, I just need someone to help me carry the bags, what do you say?"
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POSTED: Sun Jul 14, 2019 3:00 am

Now that she was older and able to help around the camp in ways fit for an initiate, people began to talk to and treat the teen a bit more seriously. "The Ashen", she was sometimes called when addressed. She knew her parents had given her the title when she was still a pup, a loving label on account of her smoky hair. At the very least, that was the extent of the symbolism that she was aware of. Though, she supposed it was both pretty and meaningful, since her mother was known as a Pyre. A burning bed of wood for that which had passed, letting off silver snow to dance on a passing breeze. Sometimes she wondered who or what that funeral fire was for, seeing as each of the heads had some meaning behind their own titles they gave it.

Even her father, Prometheus, described his as the name of some ancient being that supposedly gave the knowledge of fire to the species before them. A trickster and inventor, who paved the way for the fledging race. Both of them revolved their symbols heavily around the flames, and even their family name was touched by them, so clearly it had some significance in their lives. In fact, Johanna was crouching next to a campfire, poking at the embers with a charred stick to unlock it's secrets as she lost herself in thought. When the time comes to show her worth and swear her oath, Johanna wondered what name she would choose for herself. She thought about brushing with fire as well, as a nod to her lineage, though on further reflection it made her smirk. Maybe something like that was too cliché, and she needed to discover what fate had in store instead.

As she knelt musing by the fire, a familiar scent ghosted towards her over the crackling lumber. Turning her face away from the heat, Johanna licked some moisture back to her nose and gave a soft smile behind a curtain of hair, watching the older male approach. "Eli." she murmured back, not rising to her feet till he offered a pack of trading goods. "O-Of course, I would love to." she said readily, happy to not have a shift tending to Bel for a while. Graciously accepting the pack of materials, she held it with both hands down in front of her waist in a cutesy fashion. "Where are we going?" she asked in a cheery tone, lightly smiling as she tried to both look and also not stare at him. Lightly rocking back and forth on her pads, Johanna hummed calmingly to herself as she waited to be directed along their chosen route, playing it non-chalantly as a teenager does.
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POSTED: Tue Jul 16, 2019 8:53 pm

Crystalline orbs of ice blue gazed piercingly down at the ashen adolescent for the time that she seemed to fumble around her reaction with a smile that the older boy found pleasing in some manner. As she reached for the pack he had offered her, the tall hybrid remembered his manners, and let his eyes move away from their study of her facial features and there movements and gaze elsewhere for the moment, moving his gaze from place to place before he would look into her eyes again.

That oh so familiar smile slipped easily back onto his face then, and he spoke softly, "Good." Giving the girl's shoulder a squeeze as he handed off the bag and his full and long tail swayed slowly behind. "We're going West, just south of Casa di Cavalieri, to a place called Halifax. You should leave a note for your parents, we may be gone over night..." He started as he waited for her response and then continued, leaning in to her with a curious air. "Have you ever, been out over night?" He had noted among others of the group that physical proximity and expressing interest in others was a way to garner closeness and familiarity between individuals, he kept his expression light and curious, and leaned towards her to await her answer, yet did not move to touch her again.

Once they had everything that they needed, the pair set off, Eli standing tall and relaxed with his back straight but an easy air about him, his own bag hanging off his shoulders. Part of the male idly wondered if the bag he had given the smaller initiate to carry would be too heavy for her over this trip, it would be, in the least, inconvenient if they would have to stop and rest part of the way, "Do you have a weapon on you? You probably wont need one, but it's better to be safe than sorry. If you don't I've got more than one." he told the girl, looking back over his shoulder as he walked westward.
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