Evelyn twirled among the crowd, her untamed locks twisting in the breeze as she caught the eye of the busker she had just come from. She smiled sweetly at the boy who was looking at her.

For a moment Evelyn kept moving forward, 'I have nothing to do today...' she said to her self. With a shrug of her shoulders she danced her way agaisnt the crowd and to the boy with the red tinted hair.

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The waves that C R A S H E D upon
The R O C K S that you were trying to step along

And in my head I heard them play a S O N G

The red-head pushes his curls back as Ardan starts drifting away. He grins to Evelyn, raising one eyebrow with the merest suggestion as her hips wind toward him, his instrument raising to his shoulder once more with the promise of another tune once she reaches him.

His smile is infectious, flirtatious as he awaits her, poised for the next song...

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"Anyone who lives within their means suffers from a lack of imagination" - Oscar Wilde

Evelyn smiles as she keeps her eyes locked with the red-heads, her dance is for him and him only at the moment as she moves softly to the beat of her own music.

It only takes a minute before she is in front of him, her smile warm

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The waves that C R A S H E D upon
The R O C K S that you were trying to step along

And in my head I heard them play a S O N G

His smile is warm in return to the girl, an eyebrow raising with suggestion as she dances beside him.
His eyes take a wander, slipping down her figure once before he lifts his head to meet her eyes.

The violin swings back from his shoulder once more, song finished.

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A hand curls into Ardan's sleeve, a slim feminine hand.
A tall, thin girl with the same dark brown eyes settles her gaze to him.
"Kind sir, do excuse mah brother...'is mind is on one thing alone, if yah understan' mah meanin'"
She pushes her curls back from a heart-shaped visage, golden rings clinking together at her ears.

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"Anyone who lives within their means suffers from a lack of imagination" - Oscar Wilde

As she twirls in a circle the coins around her waist jingle, the long grey skirt poofs out slightly and moves in an opposite rhythm. Evelyn is completely lost within the music and you can see it in her bright eyes.

She continues to dance until the song is over. She bows and then smiles at the violin player once more.

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http://www.past-times.com/images/PastTi ... 19_big.jpg <dress

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The waves that C R A S H E D upon
The R O C K S that you were trying to step along

And in my head I heard them play a S O N G

Ardan started, slightly, at the touch. Auburn eyes softened, at the sight of the girl. How sad, almost... Though he didn't know why.
Turning around, he shook his head, yet seemed slightly distracted, by the touch to his sleeve.

"Please, it doesn't matter much," a faint blush coloured his softly bronzed cheeks, "I don't really know why I act so impulsively..."

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Those who find ugly meanings, in beautiful things, are corrupt without being charming. This is a fault. -Oscar Wilde-

Another figure enters the scene, this one swaying only in a walk, tall and slender, but strong. Hair the color of fire and blood flows down her back, and eyes as with a deadly blue flame in them shine like sapphires. The woman stops for a moment and watches the spectacle by the violinist, smirking slightly as the voices carry over the crowd-noise.....

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For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him shall not die, but have everlasting Life. ~John 3:16~





~The Mercenary A-U Gentlewoman~

The auburn-haired girl sets a smile to Ardan. A natural, beautiful, practised smile, pushing her hair backward with one hand and a casual nature.

"Impulses are some of tha' best choices for action, I think sir.."

She looks back at her brother, still winding his way over his instrument so joyfully...

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Ra'ziel's eyes follow the skirt, spinning with the oddly caught rhythm of his own music, her arms twisting , contorting with her figure.
And what a beautiful motion it was...

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"Anyone who lives within their means suffers from a lack of imagination" - Oscar Wilde

Evelyn's rosy lips turn up into a smile as she watches the boy watch her. It is a most odd sensation but she cannot help but continue to dance. Her hands move at her sides with the swaying of her hips and then they raise above her head to create sinuous motions.

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The waves that C R A S H E D upon
The R O C K S that you were trying to step along

And in my head I heard them play a S O N G

(*has no idea what to post, considering that all the guys are taken already....*lol)

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For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him shall not die, but have everlasting Life. ~John 3:16~





~The Mercenary A-U Gentlewoman~

[Ehehh..you can...always...co-take a guy. -laughs- ]


Ra'ziel's fingers pause, seeing if the music is controlling her dancing, or the other way around, stringing out a long note for his finale.
His smirk twists slightly, dark eyes leaving the instrument to twirl and turn with the girl before him, following, following...

Well, he always welcomed that kind of attention...

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"Anyone who lives within their means suffers from a lack of imagination" - Oscar Wilde

Evelyn twisted her hips to the final cord before her hands fell to her sides and a wry smile on her lips.

"That was wonderful." Her face slightly flushed under the heat of the sun

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The waves that C R A S H E D upon
The R O C K S that you were trying to step along

And in my head I heard them play a S O N G

[Mind if I join? Please excuse me for assuming yes and making post.]

He stood silently, watching the violinist through the crowd. His sea grey eyes glinted under his hood which shadowed most of his face. Concealed in his long cloak was a long dagger, but he didn't intend to use it. Did not expect to anyway. Stealth and speed were always better than violence.

The focus of his intent was the case of coins at the feet of the boy. He should not be collecting money, so he could not report anything to the guards without getting arrested himself, and that made him a good target. Better than one of the stall holders anyway. Times were hard, at least for the honest thief, and in better days he would consider a case of small change far below him. But they were all fair game now.

A pretty girl was dancing in front of the violinist, and he watched her admiringly. She was good, he thought, and useful too, seeing as she was keeping the boy's attention. Shifting his knife to a more quickly accessable position, should he need to use it, he moved forward, towards where the coin case was.

Ardan let his eyes drift over the violinist, a slight frown touching his face. That sound meant something to him... it always had. Yet he had no idea how, or why. Long forgotten memories. The auburn eyed vampire stood a little straighter, turning his face back to the girl.
To him, she held something of the violinist's grace. Siblings, he thought he had heard her say... Strange how he hardly listened to words. Thoughts were an entirely different matter.
"Yes, I suppose they are...." Ardan murmered slightly, his voice not above a whisper.
"What is your name, girl?"

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Those who find ugly meanings, in beautiful things, are corrupt without being charming. This is a fault. -Oscar Wilde-

[Yes, you may join of course. Although this lot are nowhere near as innocent and lovely as they seem.
Wait...they don't seem innocent at all, huh? XD' ]

Ra'ziel's head tipped up to her, his foot resting on the violin case as he offered a liquid smile with his fluent roll of speech, smooth despite the disjointed partois.

"Why thank ya', ma'am...'though mah playin' was nothing when compared to such sultry arts."

Dark eyes flashed, tipping up in their perfect almond-shape.
He might have seemed a flirt, but the main priority on this boy's mind would always be wealth...born and bred that way.
Close by, a younger boy stood; around 15 or so with a bare torso and short, quite loose-material trousers, held up by a crimson sash. Sauntering over, he leant down just beside the flustered young woman; as if to drop a coin into the violin case while his knife blade snicked out, relieving Evelyn of whatever pouches were previously carried about her waist.

The system was foolproof..
A distraction, an apparently legal collection...and an entirely illegal one bypassing that...
Ra'ziel put a hand on Evelyn's waist, drawing her attention solely on him as he took a little step closer.
"So tell me, darlin'...may I have tha' pleasure of yah name?"


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The chocolate-haired girl pushed back her head of curls, bare feet jingling from the bells tied around her left ankle.
Another dancer, her lean stomach bare, and her skirts flared out to allow unrestricted movement.
The other charmer...her money was gathered in simpler ways.
"My name, sir? Vaetrissa, may ah ask your own?"

Her dark eyes shifted back to Ra'ziel, dancing then across the market toward the cloaked figure...
This was, as always, an unlicensed practise, and they'd have to get going at little notice..
With a quick glance to her younger brothers, they began gathering in toward Ra'ziel, tipping the coins from their collection hats into the violin case.

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"Anyone who lives within their means suffers from a lack of imagination" - Oscar Wilde

Evelyn stood still as she let the small breeze blow over her sweat-glistened skin while smiling at the boy.

"But you have a natural talent..." Her voice soft and elegent as she spoke. Her glittering green eyes looking the boy over. It had been a while since she last spoke to a person of the opposite sex, her dance taking up most of her time, but she was not about to let this opportunity slip away.

She was so distracted by the simple beauty in front of her, and his hypnotizing unique voice that she did not notice a younger boy cut off what little money she had made today.

"Only if I can have the pleasure of yours..." Evelyn grinned as she swayed her hips a little as his arm wrapped around her.

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The waves that C R A S H E D upon
The R O C K S that you were trying to step along

And in my head I heard them play a S O N G