Post by Enigmatic Soul on Mar 8, 2017 12:34:18 GMT -6
(03/08/17-[10:14:21] )
.:::.The Chameleon.:::.
Alessia Romana
" The mind is everything; what you think you become"
City of Pompeii, RPO
-[ You are at the docks ]-
Everyone:
Across oceans and endless lands she had travelled, and while it might seem quite a rarer sight for a woman trekking the unpredictable and harsh roads, forests and plains of Europe, all alone, she appeared capable and unfazed by the miles that she'd done so far. A perfect circle, if such a thing existed, this was most certainly NOT it. But a circle she had completed, never once had she believed she'd return to her homeland of Italia, but here she was, bold as brass, landing on the docklands of Pompeii. In her home city, she was thought by many to have tragically 'vanished' in, tragically so indeed, the peolpe were fed the story that she'd been murdered by a group of ragtag men, who had been swiftly brought to justice, although no evidence was ever spoken in their favour, no one stepped forward, either out of fear, blood lust or simply because they didn't give much thought to past proven criminals. The simple fact of the matter was, no evidence existed anyway. If anyone would recognize her on this day, she would appear as a ghost to them, though with many years that had drifted by far too quickly, she would be almost unrecognizable to the masses, for woes and hardships had changed her appearance, and a dash of aging didn't help either! Yes, a silver hair or two was skillfully hidden underneath that golden mane.
(03/08/17-[10:22:33] )
.:::.The Chameleon.:::.
Alessia Romana
" The mind is everything; what you think you become"
City of Pompeii, RPO
-[ You are traveling the streets in Pompeii ]-
Everyone:
Alessia might have changed, somewhat, through the years, but Italy had remained its same loud and proud self. Musicians could already be heard from the docklands, as she steadily moved towards the back gates of the city and entered. The sun was blessing the narrow and wide streets below, shining brightly on the market places as vendors shouted their best deals to attract attention. There was no rush in her footsteps, why would there be? She'd waited this long in the hopes of 'completing her mission', but perhaps it would be all in vain. The attire she wore this day was as most of the middle class roaming about, she fit in as if she'd never been away, sandals clapping down gently against the hard ground, her eyes scanned every face that she past, seeking, searching for one that she might know.
(03/08/17-[10:27:00] )
.:::.The Chameleon.:::.
Alessia Romana
" The mind is everything; what you think you become"
City of Pompeii, RPO
-[ You are traveling the streets in Pompeii ]-
.:::.The Chameleon.::
Two, possibly three, reasons had dragged her back to this beloved nation. And every single one of those reasons were not set in stone, hell, they were not even as a faded footprint in the sands. It could turn out to be an utter waste of time, but she was not one to give in, in this life she kept moving forward, pushing and pushing until there was nothing nor no one left to push. A suicide mission? Well, that's debatable. Time and truths catch up with everyone in the end, hopefully for her it would pay off.
(03/08/17-[10:33:59] ) "Little Miss Spartacus"
"Lucrezia"
"Daughter of General Testicles - Fighting on the Briton Isle"
"In the care of Massivius Gonadicus"
Pompeii - RPO
says to Everyone: another night in plebsville, Lucrezia walked to the quiet alley by the docks and turning to a small door midway down an alley she disappears inside. Nothing but another indistinguishable peasant scratching a living in crime and nefarious dealings .........
(03/08/17-[10:35:16] )
.:::.The Chameleon.:::.
Alessia Romana
" The mind is everything; what you think you become"
City of Pompeii, RPO
-[ You are traveling the streets in Pompeii ]-
Everyone:
Being that she had only recently arrived, the first agenda on her list was to find a place to stay. It seemed a simple fact, because, uh, it was. And though no reasons would explain how she came into having a pouch full of coins, though ask and one might be answered, she had enough to get her by for a night or two, or three at a decent boarding house. But as mentioned, she was in no rush, a quiet, a contemplating stroll through the city, alone, can reap wonders and rewards. Catch a conversation or two, gossiping women and drunken men, now that can seriously pay off handsomely! Yes, Pompeii would be a place that she would be spending her time for the unforeseeable future yet.
(03/08/17-[10:41:54] ) "Little Miss Spartacus"
"Lucrezia"
"Daughter of General Testicles - Fighting on the Briton Isle"
"In the care of Massivius Gonadicus"
Pompeii - RPO
-[ You are at the docks ]-
Everyone: about to remove her cloak she sees the bread old and mouldy and so she turns her body back to the door and steps back out to the busy streets. Hooded cloak covers blonde hair and head down she moves towards the stalls past caged clucking fowl and to the bread. In this place it is best to keep your wits about you and your eyes on stalks and she was well accustommed to here her eyes missed little...............
(03/08/17-[10:48:16] ) "Little Miss Spartacus"
"Lucrezia"
"Daughter of General Testicles - Fighting on the Briton Isle"
"In the care of Massivius Gonadicus"
Pompeii - RPO
-[ You are traveling the streets in Pompeii ]-
Everyone: watching the young man ahead of her relieving the fat citizen of his coin pouch she smiles - anyone flaunting wealth here deserves to go home poorer, or maybe not go home at all she thinks.
She selects her bread just a small loaf to eat now later she wont be hngry or here at all.... She holds the bread and pays turning and careful to watch and see if any may be watching or following her........... she stands watching
(03/08/17-[10:50:36] )
.:::.The Chameleon.:::.
Alessia Romana
" The mind is everything; what you think you become"
City of Pompeii, RPO
-[ You are traveling the streets in Pompeii ]-
Everyone:
Through thorough investigation, or what some might prefer to call interrogation, the lips of the foolish clapped loudly and dribbled forth word that Pompeii was hosting some might and glorious arena fights. This was not what had brought here, rather, those that claim to be the gladiators. Famous names spread across Italy, announcements made even in the smaller villages. One name in particular had rang true. Finding an alcove, she paused and pressed her back against the wall, eyeing a transaction between two men outside of a boarding house. The movement of many bodies were studied well, Alessia had a long history is simple observation, the loudness of the crowd was a perfect cover for undesirables. Noting the blonde weaving about the men and women, she kept her distance and eye'd her with moss eyes.
(03/08/17-[10:57:50] ) "Little Miss Spartacus"
"Lucrezia"
"Daughter of General Testicles - Fighting on the Briton Isle"
"In the care of Massivius Gonadicus"
Pompeii - RPO
-[ You are traveling the streets in Pompeii ]-
Everyone: the bustle of the streets gave the advantage to those looking to hide and lucrezia looked carefully at each movement approaching her ........ she checked at a distance who looked to her who moved with a purpose but here none did all were on their own business and none of their business involved her or was a threat to her.......... despite this she felt watched, she felt eyes and inside her cloak she placed a hand to her knife, fingers closed about the hilt and she knew how to use it as she looked carefully at all
THERE! hidden in the alcove by the boarding house she felt a stare from the shadows ........... she turned crossing the street trying to be unobtrusive but feeling a need to leave the shadowy gaze she turned and moved toward the alcove hoping the crowd may hide her approach....... who was it who watched ? or did they watch she would find out
(03/08/17-[11:07:10] )
.:::.The Chameleon.:::.
Alessia Romana
" The mind is everything; what you think you become"
City of Pompeii, RPO
-[ You are traveling the streets in Pompeii ]-
"Little Miss Spartacus" :
In her younger days she'd resorted to petty crimes, mostly due to retaliation towards her father, who had been a Senate and oversaw the dealings with criminals, dishing out punishments that the public demanded. Not even the stars could have drawn a map towards where her feet would tread, the path blurred and undecided, taking her to lands that she'd never even contemplated visiting. It had not entailed pleasure, the journey one of great heartache, and one that had brought even more pain then she could ever imagine.
Alessia's trained eyes impaled the girl, that is to say, remained completely fixed without fail on every single step she'd taken. The sudden change in body language of the young girl became apparent, the seeking to find. But what was this? Oh dear, the little blonde had made a move towards the boarding house, while Alessia stood opposite. The pull of her lips into a smile drew them sideways. Pushing off the wall, she blended within the crowd like a phantom, sandales pressing with ease of movement, and popping out directly behind the girl. She was of two minds to take the coin she'd just stolen from another, but thought better of it. Instead, she spoke: " Greetings little girl. An ear, if I might, are you from Pompeii? " she asked, her voice a smooth and rather seductive tone.
03/08/17-[11:15:24] ) "Little Miss Spartacus"
"Lucrezia"
"Daughter of General Testicles - Fighting on the Briton Isle"
"In the care of Massivius Gonadicus"
Pompeii - RPO
-[ You are traveling the streets in Pompeii ]-
.:::.The Chameleon.:: her finger tight on the hilt as she walks and she draws the dagger. The alcove getting closer the shadow becomes a shape but is she spotted the shadowy shape intrigue her appearing at rest yet alert at the same time…….. there is something about this person different to the others all wrapped up in their own issues ….
The shadow disappeared ………… panic set into Lucrezia, where had it gone, was it nothing, her own eyes as if on stalks then her heart stop as she hears words in her ear……… stopping dead she has a choice turn in a movement dagger slipping forward and looking to find the flesh, or turn and face whoever ……………… the latter seemed a better, safer option for this other had vanished like magic so may also read thoughts and know her first option….. Turning dipping her head so her hood hid her features she spoke, a soft voice, not the expected rough voice peasant held through a hard life and hard partying … the words and ease this shadow had beat making her forget where she was and her real voice escapes her……….. “Yes, I am from Pompeii”, …….. the time to speak gave her time to recover her poise and a peasant growl returns to the voice “you I think are not …………. friend”… the last word spoke as if a question or a challenge, which way would this other take it ……… Lucrezia gripped her hidden dagger tighter angling the point beneath her cloak
(03/08/17-[11:26:22] )
.:::.The Chameleon.:::.
Alessia Romana
" The mind is everything; what you think you become"
City of Pompeii, RPO
-[ You are traveling the streets in Pompeii ]-
"Little Miss Spartacus" :
Alas, thought reading was not one of Alessia's skills at all, it had been the young girl who'd made the error in approaching the boarding house rather then opposite the boarding house. No, she wasn't a mystic. It would be obvious by the way Alessia spoke, that she was not of Pompeii, that and the question posed would have been the first clue. If the young girl was aware of different dialects throughout Italia, she would hear the distinct connection to Rome. Alessia was not interested in frightening the youngster, it wasn't what she was here for, nor did she intend to start some sort of scene with her. " Ah. Pompeii, a beautiful city you have, I compliment it much. Tell me, girl, where is the best place to stay, an affordable place. One who perhaps has means to last but a day or two with minimal comfort? " Alessia couldn't help but laugh then, after hearing 'not friend'. " Wise observation. I am friend of no one, yet. " There was no reason to be anxious around the girl, true, she had no idea the little thing had a dagger behind her cloak. Alessia was not going to make known what she may or may have hidden underneath her own, she stood relaxed and tall. Real tall for a woman, 5'9"!
(03/08/17-[11:30:21] ) "Little Miss Spartacus"
"Lucrezia"
"Daughter of General Testicles - Fighting on the Briton Isle"
"In the care of Massivius Gonadicus"
Pompeii - RPO
-[ You are traveling the streets in Pompeii ]-
.:::.The Chameleon.:: something about the words led her to hold the loaf t this stranger and furthermore to even describe to her the route to her own room by the dock............ "i will be away but use it as you wish".......... turning as she felt no threat from the stranger "i will be back rest in the room " ............. Lucrezia walks away feeling the look of the stranger ....... she felt that maybe this was a good person to have in this area even if only for a short time
.:::.The Chameleon.:::.
Alessia Romana
" The mind is everything; what you think you become"
City of Pompeii, RPO
-[ You are at the docks ]-
Everyone:
Across oceans and endless lands she had travelled, and while it might seem quite a rarer sight for a woman trekking the unpredictable and harsh roads, forests and plains of Europe, all alone, she appeared capable and unfazed by the miles that she'd done so far. A perfect circle, if such a thing existed, this was most certainly NOT it. But a circle she had completed, never once had she believed she'd return to her homeland of Italia, but here she was, bold as brass, landing on the docklands of Pompeii. In her home city, she was thought by many to have tragically 'vanished' in, tragically so indeed, the peolpe were fed the story that she'd been murdered by a group of ragtag men, who had been swiftly brought to justice, although no evidence was ever spoken in their favour, no one stepped forward, either out of fear, blood lust or simply because they didn't give much thought to past proven criminals. The simple fact of the matter was, no evidence existed anyway. If anyone would recognize her on this day, she would appear as a ghost to them, though with many years that had drifted by far too quickly, she would be almost unrecognizable to the masses, for woes and hardships had changed her appearance, and a dash of aging didn't help either! Yes, a silver hair or two was skillfully hidden underneath that golden mane.
(03/08/17-[10:22:33] )
.:::.The Chameleon.:::.
Alessia Romana
" The mind is everything; what you think you become"
City of Pompeii, RPO
-[ You are traveling the streets in Pompeii ]-
Everyone:
Alessia might have changed, somewhat, through the years, but Italy had remained its same loud and proud self. Musicians could already be heard from the docklands, as she steadily moved towards the back gates of the city and entered. The sun was blessing the narrow and wide streets below, shining brightly on the market places as vendors shouted their best deals to attract attention. There was no rush in her footsteps, why would there be? She'd waited this long in the hopes of 'completing her mission', but perhaps it would be all in vain. The attire she wore this day was as most of the middle class roaming about, she fit in as if she'd never been away, sandals clapping down gently against the hard ground, her eyes scanned every face that she past, seeking, searching for one that she might know.
(03/08/17-[10:27:00] )
.:::.The Chameleon.:::.
Alessia Romana
" The mind is everything; what you think you become"
City of Pompeii, RPO
-[ You are traveling the streets in Pompeii ]-
.:::.The Chameleon.::
Two, possibly three, reasons had dragged her back to this beloved nation. And every single one of those reasons were not set in stone, hell, they were not even as a faded footprint in the sands. It could turn out to be an utter waste of time, but she was not one to give in, in this life she kept moving forward, pushing and pushing until there was nothing nor no one left to push. A suicide mission? Well, that's debatable. Time and truths catch up with everyone in the end, hopefully for her it would pay off.
(03/08/17-[10:33:59] ) "Little Miss Spartacus"
"Lucrezia"
"Daughter of General Testicles - Fighting on the Briton Isle"
"In the care of Massivius Gonadicus"
Pompeii - RPO
says to Everyone: another night in plebsville, Lucrezia walked to the quiet alley by the docks and turning to a small door midway down an alley she disappears inside. Nothing but another indistinguishable peasant scratching a living in crime and nefarious dealings .........
(03/08/17-[10:35:16] )
.:::.The Chameleon.:::.
Alessia Romana
" The mind is everything; what you think you become"
City of Pompeii, RPO
-[ You are traveling the streets in Pompeii ]-
Everyone:
Being that she had only recently arrived, the first agenda on her list was to find a place to stay. It seemed a simple fact, because, uh, it was. And though no reasons would explain how she came into having a pouch full of coins, though ask and one might be answered, she had enough to get her by for a night or two, or three at a decent boarding house. But as mentioned, she was in no rush, a quiet, a contemplating stroll through the city, alone, can reap wonders and rewards. Catch a conversation or two, gossiping women and drunken men, now that can seriously pay off handsomely! Yes, Pompeii would be a place that she would be spending her time for the unforeseeable future yet.
(03/08/17-[10:41:54] ) "Little Miss Spartacus"
"Lucrezia"
"Daughter of General Testicles - Fighting on the Briton Isle"
"In the care of Massivius Gonadicus"
Pompeii - RPO
-[ You are at the docks ]-
Everyone: about to remove her cloak she sees the bread old and mouldy and so she turns her body back to the door and steps back out to the busy streets. Hooded cloak covers blonde hair and head down she moves towards the stalls past caged clucking fowl and to the bread. In this place it is best to keep your wits about you and your eyes on stalks and she was well accustommed to here her eyes missed little...............
(03/08/17-[10:48:16] ) "Little Miss Spartacus"
"Lucrezia"
"Daughter of General Testicles - Fighting on the Briton Isle"
"In the care of Massivius Gonadicus"
Pompeii - RPO
-[ You are traveling the streets in Pompeii ]-
Everyone: watching the young man ahead of her relieving the fat citizen of his coin pouch she smiles - anyone flaunting wealth here deserves to go home poorer, or maybe not go home at all she thinks.
She selects her bread just a small loaf to eat now later she wont be hngry or here at all.... She holds the bread and pays turning and careful to watch and see if any may be watching or following her........... she stands watching
(03/08/17-[10:50:36] )
.:::.The Chameleon.:::.
Alessia Romana
" The mind is everything; what you think you become"
City of Pompeii, RPO
-[ You are traveling the streets in Pompeii ]-
Everyone:
Through thorough investigation, or what some might prefer to call interrogation, the lips of the foolish clapped loudly and dribbled forth word that Pompeii was hosting some might and glorious arena fights. This was not what had brought here, rather, those that claim to be the gladiators. Famous names spread across Italy, announcements made even in the smaller villages. One name in particular had rang true. Finding an alcove, she paused and pressed her back against the wall, eyeing a transaction between two men outside of a boarding house. The movement of many bodies were studied well, Alessia had a long history is simple observation, the loudness of the crowd was a perfect cover for undesirables. Noting the blonde weaving about the men and women, she kept her distance and eye'd her with moss eyes.
(03/08/17-[10:57:50] ) "Little Miss Spartacus"
"Lucrezia"
"Daughter of General Testicles - Fighting on the Briton Isle"
"In the care of Massivius Gonadicus"
Pompeii - RPO
-[ You are traveling the streets in Pompeii ]-
Everyone: the bustle of the streets gave the advantage to those looking to hide and lucrezia looked carefully at each movement approaching her ........ she checked at a distance who looked to her who moved with a purpose but here none did all were on their own business and none of their business involved her or was a threat to her.......... despite this she felt watched, she felt eyes and inside her cloak she placed a hand to her knife, fingers closed about the hilt and she knew how to use it as she looked carefully at all
THERE! hidden in the alcove by the boarding house she felt a stare from the shadows ........... she turned crossing the street trying to be unobtrusive but feeling a need to leave the shadowy gaze she turned and moved toward the alcove hoping the crowd may hide her approach....... who was it who watched ? or did they watch she would find out
(03/08/17-[11:07:10] )
.:::.The Chameleon.:::.
Alessia Romana
" The mind is everything; what you think you become"
City of Pompeii, RPO
-[ You are traveling the streets in Pompeii ]-
"Little Miss Spartacus" :
In her younger days she'd resorted to petty crimes, mostly due to retaliation towards her father, who had been a Senate and oversaw the dealings with criminals, dishing out punishments that the public demanded. Not even the stars could have drawn a map towards where her feet would tread, the path blurred and undecided, taking her to lands that she'd never even contemplated visiting. It had not entailed pleasure, the journey one of great heartache, and one that had brought even more pain then she could ever imagine.
Alessia's trained eyes impaled the girl, that is to say, remained completely fixed without fail on every single step she'd taken. The sudden change in body language of the young girl became apparent, the seeking to find. But what was this? Oh dear, the little blonde had made a move towards the boarding house, while Alessia stood opposite. The pull of her lips into a smile drew them sideways. Pushing off the wall, she blended within the crowd like a phantom, sandales pressing with ease of movement, and popping out directly behind the girl. She was of two minds to take the coin she'd just stolen from another, but thought better of it. Instead, she spoke: " Greetings little girl. An ear, if I might, are you from Pompeii? " she asked, her voice a smooth and rather seductive tone.
03/08/17-[11:15:24] ) "Little Miss Spartacus"
"Lucrezia"
"Daughter of General Testicles - Fighting on the Briton Isle"
"In the care of Massivius Gonadicus"
Pompeii - RPO
-[ You are traveling the streets in Pompeii ]-
.:::.The Chameleon.:: her finger tight on the hilt as she walks and she draws the dagger. The alcove getting closer the shadow becomes a shape but is she spotted the shadowy shape intrigue her appearing at rest yet alert at the same time…….. there is something about this person different to the others all wrapped up in their own issues ….
The shadow disappeared ………… panic set into Lucrezia, where had it gone, was it nothing, her own eyes as if on stalks then her heart stop as she hears words in her ear……… stopping dead she has a choice turn in a movement dagger slipping forward and looking to find the flesh, or turn and face whoever ……………… the latter seemed a better, safer option for this other had vanished like magic so may also read thoughts and know her first option….. Turning dipping her head so her hood hid her features she spoke, a soft voice, not the expected rough voice peasant held through a hard life and hard partying … the words and ease this shadow had beat making her forget where she was and her real voice escapes her……….. “Yes, I am from Pompeii”, …….. the time to speak gave her time to recover her poise and a peasant growl returns to the voice “you I think are not …………. friend”… the last word spoke as if a question or a challenge, which way would this other take it ……… Lucrezia gripped her hidden dagger tighter angling the point beneath her cloak
(03/08/17-[11:26:22] )
.:::.The Chameleon.:::.
Alessia Romana
" The mind is everything; what you think you become"
City of Pompeii, RPO
-[ You are traveling the streets in Pompeii ]-
"Little Miss Spartacus" :
Alas, thought reading was not one of Alessia's skills at all, it had been the young girl who'd made the error in approaching the boarding house rather then opposite the boarding house. No, she wasn't a mystic. It would be obvious by the way Alessia spoke, that she was not of Pompeii, that and the question posed would have been the first clue. If the young girl was aware of different dialects throughout Italia, she would hear the distinct connection to Rome. Alessia was not interested in frightening the youngster, it wasn't what she was here for, nor did she intend to start some sort of scene with her. " Ah. Pompeii, a beautiful city you have, I compliment it much. Tell me, girl, where is the best place to stay, an affordable place. One who perhaps has means to last but a day or two with minimal comfort? " Alessia couldn't help but laugh then, after hearing 'not friend'. " Wise observation. I am friend of no one, yet. " There was no reason to be anxious around the girl, true, she had no idea the little thing had a dagger behind her cloak. Alessia was not going to make known what she may or may have hidden underneath her own, she stood relaxed and tall. Real tall for a woman, 5'9"!
(03/08/17-[11:30:21] ) "Little Miss Spartacus"
"Lucrezia"
"Daughter of General Testicles - Fighting on the Briton Isle"
"In the care of Massivius Gonadicus"
Pompeii - RPO
-[ You are traveling the streets in Pompeii ]-
.:::.The Chameleon.:: something about the words led her to hold the loaf t this stranger and furthermore to even describe to her the route to her own room by the dock............ "i will be away but use it as you wish".......... turning as she felt no threat from the stranger "i will be back rest in the room " ............. Lucrezia walks away feeling the look of the stranger ....... she felt that maybe this was a good person to have in this area even if only for a short time