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Wed Jun 13, 2018 4:20 pm

Rynata followed Patrick's movement with her eyes as he passed them by to go talk to a group of women not too far off. It was strange that he elected not to join them, but taking into account his brief comment, perhaps there was something important that had caught his eye. Giving Amaris a look as if to confirm that she knew the man, Rynata turned back to the matter at hand. If Amaris trusted him, then for the moment, that was good enough for her. After all, it seemed they had new things to worry about.

Lock's dramatic slide into the scene caused the Biqaj to tense up unnecessarily, ready to defend Aku'ana if need be. Yet it seemed that the two were quite familiar with each other. So much so that moments later, Aku'ana was being carried off, bridal style. Blinking a little at their interaction, Rynata trotted after them nonetheless, not ready to leave the troubled woman. However, to say that the two performers were drawing eyes was an understatement. Rynata had to weave past the giggling flock in front of the tavern to make her way inside.

Once settled at the table, she let Lock shuffle through the letters and calmly watched Amaris go about treating Aku'ana. The symbols were a pretty good indicator that the message came from someone withing the troupe. Not the only possibility, but a reasonable assumption. Yet there was so little to go on that frankly, everything was still on the table. They needed to get to the bottom of this soon, because as Amaris pointed out, the dancer looked like she was fraying at the edges. Too much longer of this and the stress might start doing more concrete damage to her health.

Accepting the papers back from Lock, Rynata flipped through them more carefully, frowning in concentration. "Ms. Aku'ana, who is this Rose? Someone within the troupe? Also, it might help if you could tell us when exactly you started receiving these. The method in which they were delivered, as well, yes? Depending on your answers, we can narrow down who we have to worry about." Gears turning in her head, Rynata still took a breath to phrase things as delicately as possible. "And it almost sounds," she said raising the collection of letters, "as though you are being blackmailed. There's some sensitive information mentioned in here. The kind of intelligence someone would flaunt if they wanted to scare another into doing what they were told. Have you never received any demands or conditions from the sender? You said earlier that you could think of a lot of reasons as to why someone would do this, but if it's not just cruelty, what would anyone have to gain from threatening you?"
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Thu Jun 14, 2018 5:26 am

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Patrick's stroll away from them was at best leisurely as he enjoyed the mug he swiped, the last of their comments reflective on his mind as he paced his steps along casually. He couldn't help but grin at the minor, yet wealth, of information they provided just then; a little bit of something at this rate was better than nothing. And yet while he would've easily turned tail back over to question them further, the aspect of dumping this investigation entirely for fun was too tempting to entertain. Thus he stayed his course and took what little bit he had, bearing in mind what he just heard while another seemed drawn back to the group. It was the performer he had laid eyes on earlier, the man which he thought to investigate when he started to leave the girls behind.

As much fraternizing as he would've enjoyed right now, what little he did now started to concern him.

"Yeah.. what was that anyways. Lad? Lass?"
"Whoever it was... couldn' see teh face fer nothin'. Doh tey seemed to want sometin'."


Those two sentences played over and over in his head again, enough to where Ri seemed to hover over the group; likely watching as Patrick slowly approached them directly. "Patrick?" Her words echoed deep within as he mulled over what he heard. Someone was watching this girl, someone masked possibly, a member that was a part of this troupe more than likely.

"Clue me in Ri, what's the deal with this new asshole?" He quietly communicated to her with a look away from them, the mug tilted so he could guzzle the contents down.

"Um... I'm not sure. His name's 'Lock' apparently and he's a eccentric if you ask me, called the girl 'Aku-doll' so that has to mean something?"

"And?"

"Well if your that bloody curious why don't you come over here?!" She demanded with a bounce in the air, an orbit made around Amaris before she fluttered lower in the midst of the group. Patrick sighed and with a look down at his emptied mug, he threw it to the side with little consideration towards it's direction. Ri'ku had a point even if Patrick didn't want to get directly involved... Lock sounded like the kind of guy too overly infatuated with this Aku'ana, already the Rharnian speculated something with him even if he didn't don any type of mask.

And once he watched the man sort through those letters... that assumption became less plausible, since he seemed caught off guard with the nature of these letters. Still even though he seemed less likely of one, Patrick labelled this Lock man as possible suspect. Whether that would change would remain to be seen, now that the Rharnian stood near the group to consider what he knew. He spared a glance to Amaris and didn't seem so surprised, seeing how she was here and more focused on this girl's well being. This other girl though he wasn't quite sure about, in terms of purpose with being here at least. He'd seen Ryn a time or two before but never had they fully interacted with one another, so it would seem this time things would be different in that regard.

Rose? The end? Clearly whoever wrote these letters were not only obsessed, but were caught up in an aspect of a game with her. They enjoyed the power they possessed over Aku, which already disgusted the Rharnian now that he had wrapped head over it. "Pat?" Ri'ku definitely noticed this change in his demeanor, as he was now more engaged with this investigation than ever before. What mask though... What damn mask?!

"Who in your troupe wears masks?" He checked curiously with eyes narrowed on Lock.
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Fri Jun 15, 2018 2:54 am

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~78th of Ymiden 718~


Aku'ana was obediently allowing Amaris to look at her bruise and her over her. Wincing as she probed around the bruise. As Amaris checked around the area, it didn't seem like anything major was damaged. she was just bruising bad outwardly. Though her ribs might also be bruised. So it would best if she didn't push herself to move any more than she really had to. Which meant that practice and performing would probably be out of the question for a good few trials. Though, what Aku'ana said next would probably lead Amaris to think that it wouldn't be easy to convince her to stop her practice.

"Sleep? Oh.. no.. definitely not really been sleeping much. Maybe.. an hour a night? I've been to afraid that I'd go to sleep never to wake up again! I... I have been practicing more and more to keep myself busy. Dance, and work.. are my escape for everything.. and I was trying to ignore the letters as some sort of prank... for.. about ... uhm... oh Immortals help me.. I think it's been.. since 20 trial's ago? Well.. that was when they started to get worse? The.. The letter's I mean. I.. I'm sorry... I.."

Aku'ana turned her head away, tears starting to fall. She was really shaking and her breathing was starting to pick up in pace. She actually grabbed for Amaris's hand and squeezed it when she caught it. She was stressed out, mentally and physically, and it was no wonder based on what they'd just been told. She looked like she was going to have a total and complete mental break down. The bartender brought all that was requested, water, ice and anything else they needed. He told them to get him if they needed anything else and then went back to working.

"I... Aku d... Aku'ana has been working so hard, we just thought it was due to the upcoming tryouts for the lead part in our next show. She got the part. Aku, could one of the girls be..?"

Lock blinked and looked to Rynata as she asked her questions about who were Rose and what specific information were in the letters. He couldn't really answer the second question, but as at the moment, Aku was still kind of in the middle of her break down, he decided that he could at least be courteous and answer the first question.

"She's the troupe lead... it's the whole reason for our troupe's name? Blue Rose Troupe? She's the owner, runs everything, trains the dancer's, plans the show's and event's, handle's our travel. You know... basically a manager through and through."

Lock waved his hand like it was just common knowledge that he was tossing out of the table before them. He seemed to want to get close to Aku'ana but he seemed to refrain from such actions. He knew that it was a bad idea to do so, not right now, and the look on his face said as much. He almost looked like a puppy without his toy. A big, bulky puppy.

Aku'ana eventually started to calm down after taking a few good and long deep breaths. Slowly, she let go of Amaris's hand and looked up at Rynata seeming to be ready to answer whatever else had been asked of her.

"I... always found them somewhere in my tent or rooms. The letters... and well.. I started getting them... around 60 to 90 trials ago? At first, they seemed innocent and sweet. Like real love letters you know... I didn't feel scared.. and I was really curious to know who the secret admirer was but.. as things escalated well... now we're here.... it was about ... uhm... 15 or so trials after a major break up. So at first, they'd been really up lifting because.. you know... splits are hard on everyone. I thought this person had seen or well.. heard the split.. as it wasn't exactly a quiet one..and maybe they wanted to try and console me. But... recently.. they seem to be getting urgent... like.. they want me? They're blackmailing me... for me? Saying I was unsuitable for marriage... that he or she would send word about my love life around... ruin my reputation as a dancer so that they could be the only one to take care of me? It seemed like... if I didn't figure out who it was, the Flora Festival... might mark my last day on Idalos.."

Suddenly Lock slammed a fist into the table. He looked angry, huffing and puffing, and he had stood up as well. Tears were actually welling up in his eyes. He seemed to be scared and upset for her. He seemed to just want to protect her.

"So.. this person.. whoever they are... is playing a GAME? No!.. Rose HAS to know Aku-doll, we can't just let murder threads and blackmail stand like this!"

"No! We can't! I... can't! If they find out.... more than me... might get hurt... it's all in the letter's... they threatened that if anyone in the troupe found out and tried to get involved... there would be consequences for my and their actions. Which means... O... Oh no.. Lock!"

Aku'ana put a hand on his arm, worry filling her face, Lock just smiled down at her, shaking his head, bending down and kissing her forehead.

"I'll be fine, don't you worry my dear."

Their sweet and tender moment was interrupted by a question from Patrick that made them both turn and look at him like he was a horse with 5 heads. It actually took a few trills before Aku'ana seemed to slip out of the stupor. She blinked a couple times and just laughed for a bit.

"Masks? Haha, no one, what are you talking about? We don't use masks ever. Though... there are cloaks and capes which all have our initials on them and are washed every 2 trial in colder season and every 6 trial in warmer season seeing as we don't need them as much in the heat. Wait a damn trill!? What does that even have to do with anything? Haven't you been listening? People could DIE if I don't figure this out... I could die! I... "

More tears started to fall from her cheeks and Lock just looked at Patrick, shaking his head, and pulling her in close, brushing his hand through her hair once more. Not really caring anymore about the fact that he might be a suspect.
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Sun Jun 17, 2018 11:14 am

Rynata leaned over the table, closer to the crying woman and did her best to console her. From how much Aku’ana was crying, and adding up her time under the sun as well as her admission of sleep deprivation, regardless of what the stalker had in mind for her, she likely had a headache in her future, if not already. Pushing a glass of water toward her, Rynata smiled encouragingly.

“It’s alright. We’re just trying to understand the situation is all. At least you’re not in this alone anymore,” she said. Even so, she sent a curious look toward Patrick who had finally joined them. Masks?

Judging from what Aku’ana was able to tell her, it seemed more and more likely that the sender was someone incredibly close to the troupe. Possibly a member themselves. The letters being left specifically in Aku’ana’s lodgings meant that they were consistently able to gain access to that information. The extended time period was concerning as well as telling. 60 trials...probably long before the performers arrived in town. It could be that the stalker had simply followed the troupe in their travels, but Rynata hoped that it wasn’t so. Somehow, that just made it creepier.

“But why the day of the Floral Festival?” the sailor wondered out loud. “The 80th, yes? Is this a hunch of yours, Ms. Aku’ana or something mentioned in the letters? Perhaps there’s some event that day?”

If it was certain that the 80th was the day of judgement, they still had time before then. She would have told Aku’ana to relax a little, but realized that this wouldn’t be the most tactful thing to say. It could be translated as, you have two days left to live. Not the most comforting thing to hear for the person in question.

While she waited for the poor dancer to recover some composure, Rynata reread the sickly letters. It hit her then that a detail had slipped past her. The letter claimed of Aku’ana’s involvement with the manager and Lock had just informed her that the Blue Rose Troupe was managed by Rose. It wasn’t too far of a stretch to imagine that the split Aku’ana mentioned had been with her, even though from the sound of it, there could have been multiple jilted lovers.

“Was this break-up with Rose, by any chance?” Rynata asked the other woman quietly.

It was questionable whether or not the troupe, and especially Rose, should be made aware of the threats. On one hand it would prevent Aku’ana from becoming isolated. This was probably what the stalker had in mind and something that Rynata wanted to avoid. On the other hand, there was a chance that spreading word about it would aggravate the situation. She didn’t know how an obsessed mind worked.
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Fri Jun 22, 2018 6:25 am

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He listened to everything that had to be described, with a bit of a not so subtle grab for his groin area. The Rharnian pretty much had a minor itch he needed taken care of, so with a bit of a rubs with the fabric the problem found itself remedied shortly after. What he had to consider in terms of what he heard though, some of it seemed important while the rest of it of course seemed rubbish. Twenty trials ago was about the general time this started maybe? If not a little earlier. The nature of these letters seemed to escalate into something considerably noteworthy, yet Aku didn't seem to pay them any more mind until here recently.

Lock seemed a little happy to make it known she'd gotten the lead role, which could've been something to bear in mind with this private stalker. If she were in the spotlight then that'd be their most opportune moment, and they could easily make her fall the higher she rose to the stars she worked hard to reach. That could've been a very ugly affair indeed. Patrick wouldn't think it appreciable if something were to happen, hence why he started to feel these letters were only the start of what's to come. Rose was the leader of this band though, a very busy body apparently from the sound of it. If she had a hand in this then Patrick would be surprised, since someone that busy would find it difficult to pitch in with a stunt like this. No... Someone like that would first hand see to it this business would be stopped outright, but at the same time the levity of seriousness found in the letter's threat played in.

Why not tell the lady then? It sounded like the best way to get to the root of the problem, though that would only ruin the fun of helping this poor girl also. "Are you really considering reaping a reward from this?!"

"Noooo." He quietly mused within his thoughts as he watched the fairy bounce up and down, one of Ri'ku's little behaviors she did when jumping his case over something.

"Oh sure, what's big idea then?!"

"I'm thinking. Can't I think for myself for a Bit? Especially if we want to catch the one behind this." He reasoned with a minor smirk just before Aku'ana answered his question. Nobody in the troupe wore masks like he had figured... When she started to seem on the verge of tears, Patrick merely curled a finger under his chin with further thought on the matter. People die all the time when you think about it, and Patrick had seen plenty of it at this point in life. Which was probably the reason why he seemed so utterly calm even at that remark, because honestly the threat of death wasn't as bad as initial death itself. So what did he know at this point? Aku had someone who'd recently split with their lover obsessing with her, to the point where they threatened her career or maybe even life.

Patrick still looked to Lock a little speculatively, although it looked a little less like the man was the perpetrator involved. Ryn seemed to be asking good questions and Patrick had to weigh those into account too, if the person was someone in a recent affair with the leader; then it would make for a very awkward situation indeed. They were certainly someone on the inside of this troupe, if they were wearing cloaks or capes then.... "That explains what the girls were saying earlier..." He muttered with a look back to the group, though it looked as though they'd already left. Fuck.

"Patrick?" Ri seemed to just flutter in place a little puzzled, while his eyebrows furrowed deeply to consider things.

"Your creepy stalker sounds like someone in the troupe. That group of women earlier did have something considerably odd to say, which is why I inquired about the idea of masks just then. If nobody in the troupe wears masks but cloaks then, presumably, they're likely using a cloak to keep their identity hidden from public view. They have initials you said? Has anybody reported theirs missing by chance? If not then they're definitely someone within the troupe, the only real question is narrowing it down to who though..." He spoke as a thought aloud for the group to hear, still wrapped up in the hypothesis of how they'd figure out the culprit.
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~78th of Ymiden 718~


The look on Aku'ana's face when Rynata asked if Rose was the one she broke up was PRICELESS. Her tears had completely stopped and it was like the entire world stopped, just before she and Lock burst in to boisterous laughter. Aku even slapped the table a few times before taking the water and starting to sip it. Just sips, even she knew that being over heated you needed to take it slow with water.

Any last checks over Aku'ana would reveal that the bottoms of her feet were torn up and had been self bandaged, though how long ago would yet again be the question on that. There was dried blood on the wrappings and it looked brownish in color. It was old. Though there was some fresh patches as well. How in the world did this girl have the strength to walk!?

"You know...That's true ahaha.. I'm sorry, yes.. I'm not alone anymore... and no... No. Polehko was the one that I had a major break up with. He... didn't like my... life decisions."

She shrugged and waved it off as if it wasn't really important to know.

"That part Lock told you about, it premiers on the trial of the Flora Festival. I have an understudy, so I could ask them for leave if I really need to, but... they will ask questions! I... I can't raise any suspicion."

Lock put a hand on her shoulder and she just shook, trying to keep herself together and trying to tell him that she could handle it. She smiled at everyone as best as she could. Wincing as Amaris proceeded to check her feet in whatever way she wished. But she didn't so much more than that in complaint. Lock didn't seem happy with any of this, especially now that Aku'ana was literally working herself to death. He sighed and stood up looking around to the group.

"We must find her a room in an inn around here, unless you guys wish to come back with us to the tents? Maybe you can find evidence there? It's late, Aku'ana's obviously in need of rest, I'm sure she'd feel safe with you girls with her in the tent, and you sir out of it on watch or out looking for clues if that's what you wish?"

Aku'ana was about to protest, but she just sighed and nodded. She was really starting to run low on energy, and someone was probably going to have to carry here wherever they stayed. She didn't seem to care which way they went. But she did look up to the girl's with a pleading look in her eyes. As if to will them to come with here wherever they went. But she did turn to Patrick with a weak smile.

"People lose their cloaks and capes all the time. For all sorts of reasons. So... it would be impossible to tell if that were the case. I'm sorry I can't give you a better answer than that."
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Sun Jun 24, 2018 9:47 am

As Aku'ana and Lock collapsed into fits of laughter, Rynata raised an amused brow, herself, and smiled serenely as the pair recovered from their mirth. Apparently she had completely missed the mark, but at least for a brief moment, the Biqaj dancer did not look so grave. What was more, her assumption revealed the name of a new figure. Polehko. If the couple's parting was not on good terms, as Aku'ana had hinted at, then it was reasonable to consider them a suspect.

"Sorry for the misunderstanding," Rynata grinned. Then in a slightly more subdued tone, "Has it crossed your mind that this Polehko could be your stalker? I don't know him so I can't make any judgments of character. But if he was determined to get you back... maybe he wouldn't reconsider the more unsavory methods."

Leaning back in her seat, Rynata nodded to the suggestion that Aku'ana needed to get some rest. Where, was the question. Turning to the other two, she tossed her thoughts up for consideration.

"Perhaps we should go back to her tent. Staying away might seem safer, but at this point, I think we should assume the stalker knows that Ms. Aku'ana has gotten help. We weren't exactly discreet on our way here. And besides, I don't like having to dance around because we're afraid of this mystery villain. We should stick to her usual schedule and we might come across some revealing evidence." Casting a reassuring look toward the performer, Rynata continued. "Amaris and I can keep an eye on you while you sleep. My sleep schedule has been a bit irregular as of late, so you can consider me a night owl."

Rising from her seat Rynata waited for the others to make their decision as to where they thought it would be best to shelter Aku'ana. She hadn't planned to be away from home tonight, but she was sure that The Gilded Siren would manage for one night.

"Oh, and I think you should stay with one of us until all of this is solved," Rynata added, addressing Lock directly. "Consider this for your safety as much as for your friend's. You two seem close, and certain parties might not appreciate that. Especially now that Ms. Aku'ana has reached out for help."

She knew that it would be impossible to keep tabs on everyone forever, and so hoped that the matter would be resolved quickly.
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Mon Jul 02, 2018 5:24 am

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Amaris had done his examination of the girl, growing more uneasy with her situation. Her feet had been badly injured and then patched up only to recieve more wounds. Would not the troupemaster have seen some of this and gotten to the bottom of the matter? Or at least aided the performer? It left the bitter word of negligence on his tongue, but it would not pass his lips. Instead, he chose to remain silent before standing up.

"I think it would be best if we took her back to her troupe." While he was growing less sure of if anyone in the performer's troupe could be trusted, it would behoove them to at least monitor the woman in a familiar location. "I am not much of a sleeper, myself. We could likely spend switch off in shifts." Whether Patrick objected to this or not, he had already made up his mind on the matter. The mixed blood frowned, lips furrowed. "And Mr. Lock, I would suggest you carrying Ms. Aku'ana; she may reopen the wounds on her feet again."
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Mon Jul 02, 2018 8:00 am

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He had a lot to consider the more he thought about it now, quite honestly Patrick struggled to find plausible justification on the best way to investigate. They had a mystery man who stalked someone about to stand center stage in the coming trials, and had feasible means of ruining her career or even worse; claiming life when it didn't ultimately belong to them. Already Pat felt conflicted as part of him didn't want to stick around, knowing good and well that this could very well end badly for them all. But at the same time he knew to leave would strike a blow on his own conscious, and he ultimately felt it far too late to turn a blind eye on this poor woman.

No. He'd stick around. Help wasn't something he always felt a generosity to provide, but clearly in this situation he could do something. What that was remained unclear, but his role could've been pivotal if not menial with making sure nobody really did get hurt. The questionable thought of failing wasn't something he'd worry about, since he didn't wish to consider the chance of being the screw up of the group. No. They all could very well need him, and even if he didn't want to think such a thing about himself; somehow he didn't feel at ease letting this go at all. It was a irksome situation and he felt even more invested than before, hence why he remained albeit with a distanced attitude towards the bunch.

Amaris could easily understand his reason as to why he'd do this, after what came to happen between them earlier this season. But the others? He would've rathered them think himself an asshole, and just leave it somewhere along those lines by the end of it all. Thus he nodded in agreement with the idea of heading back to the troupe, it was a bolder move on their part as they were more exposed in that regard. But at the same time less suspicious even if the girl's private watcher knew, plus Patrick wanted to also chance it in the event he'd get to see the fekker up close. "Back to the tents then."

"You're actually trying then?!" Ri'ku fluttered up to him with surprise.

"Don't sound too shocked now. Dunno if I'll be much help when we get there, but what harm could come out of sticking around." He silently mused to the fairy with a glance down at the group, only to look away and sweep the area with his vision. Patrick didn't expect to see anything unusual of course, since all that seemed to go on was just passerbys enjoying the event the troupe created. But beneath all the light hearted fun and excitement, he suddenly felt mysticism and intrigue darken the atmosphere around them. All because one wretched soul had to suck the fun out of the air, and threaten a rising star before her next big debut no less.

But not to worry... Patrick would see that fun restored, even if he had to knock an asshole senseless.
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Tue Jul 03, 2018 3:25 am

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~78th of Ymiden 718~


Temptations of liquor seemed useless to the bartender with this group so he hadn't really come around to offer anything. Besides he was already busy enough as it was with all the other rowdy customer's. Aku'ana secretly wished that he had brought her something other than water but she sipped the water anyways as she looked between those that were likely going to save her. She wasn't sure how she felt. She had this ball of relief in her throat that made her want to cry, but at the same time there was this pit of fear in her stomach, like she shouldn't quite celebrate yet.

What if the writer of these letter's had already seen that she'd gotten help? What would they do? Aku'ana didn't really have time to think about that though because they were already moving on to the next part of the conversation. She in fact almost missed Rynata's first question. Blinking at Rynata like she had to think about the answer.

"To.. be honest.. I suspected Polehko at first once the letter's got worse.. but.. before that.. they were so sweet... and the writer was so upset for me that the relationship ended the way it did. I just.. I don't know anymore.. Like I said before, at this point it could be anyone. Male or female, for any multitude of reasons. I even thought that it might be more than one person at one point. But, the hand writing was always the same in every letter so... I don't know."

Tears started rolling down her cheeks once more. No sobbing this time, but she was obviously still very afraid, and her tiredness on top of it all probably wasn't helping anything for her mental state. So when it seemed like everyone agree'd that they go to the tents, all together, she seemed so ready to go, even starting to get up on her feet on her own.

Lock instantly was up on his feet and had a hand on her shoulder, but he looked to Amaris, her suggestion of him carrying Aku'ana still fresh on the table. Aku'ana tried to insist that she would be fine, but Lock shook his head.

"Doctor's order's Aku, at least until the opening night, please, you need to take it easy and rest. You have an understudy even! Let them go on if this still isn't resolved by then!"

Aku'ana turned to Lock and glared at him. If her eye's were dagger's they would have been jagged and would have pierced right through Lock's skull. She was suddenly very angry and defensive.

"It's MY part, I have been practicing for BREAKS for this part. It is mine! I will perform it! No matter what danger befalls me, no matter what you say. I'm not letting Ettefa take my spot. That swine of a .. a.. just.. uhg! NO! She will NOT dance! Not for me!"

Lock looked really taken aback, like a demon had suddenly taken over Aku'ana, but then he just let his expression melt into a soft smile and his hand moved to her cheek to caress it. He slowly shook his head.

"This doesn't change the fact that you need rest dear. I'm going to carry you now, no matter if you want it or not. So, it would be best for both of us if you didn't struggle and fight. Oh, and Miss.. uhm.. Ryn? Don't worry about me. I'll be fine."

Lock had added that last part as a reassurance to Rynata that her fears held no real ground. Though the reason for that would be unknown to anyone but him unless asked. He carefully picked up Aku'ana and took her outside. Starting to head towards the tents, Lock hummed softly into Aku'ana's ear as he walked with her in his arms like a princess. She almost even started to lilt into sleep just there in his arms, that was until a man in nothing but a hat and white shorts came running out of the alley from earlier and ran straight into Lock almost knocking Aku'ana out of his arms and knocking him to his knee's.

"Oi! Watch it mate!"

"Sorry Lock! Aku'ana! In a hurry to get back!"

Aku'ana blinked and stared at the man that was running away. A flash of realization on her face.

"Garant!? Wait! Garant! I thought you were done with back alley..... deal...s."

She called after him but the look on her face at this moment was pure confusion. She moved a hand to rub her forehead. Leaning back into Lock as he got up to his feet, he just grumbled in aggravation and sighed, continuing to move forward. Cooing and singing to Aku'ana to try and help her sleep, but she seemed to alert now for that.

Once they got to the sea of tent's by the performance tent Lock managed to lead them all through the maze to Aku'ana's tent. At Aku's insistence, he let her down just before the tent flap, he kissed her cheek, giving her a weak smile and walked off, saying he had some things to take care of, and he had some equipment to see if he could find. Hopefully it had been left where he'd left it.

Aku'ana looked at the three outsiders and then turned and opened the tent flap. Only for her to freeze for a moment and go pale. Trills later she was screaming and had to stop herself by covering her mouth as she took steps backwards, bumping into one of the three there. Tears in her eyes and just the shaking of her head over and over again.

The flap remains open when she pulls back away for just long enough for the outsiders to see what it was that startled her so bad. A dead cat, cut up bad and wrapped in thorns was hung from her tent supports. Aku'ana was hysterical. Hyperventilating and gripping the person that she'd run into which just happened to be Amaris. And her grip was nothing short of strong.

If one actually goes into the tent they will find written on the tent wall in what looks to be the cat's blood.

"Breaking rules now Aku'ana? Tsk Tsk!"

What's next for the three outsider's that were just here to help? What was going to happen to them? It all depends on their next actions.
Off Topic
Okay, as you guys know, I've been really lenient on how long you guys have to post. This time, I'm not going to give exceptions, you post or you don't. I know that this is supposed to be fun! But this is also an event! We have to take it more seriously from now on guys! I will be posting on the 7th around 8pm my time! We can do it!

Now! To steal yet another thing from Pegasus! For the next round I have some challenges for you all, if you all meet the challenges you get something good as a group. I will ALSO give you guys Above and beyond goals. Those goals will earn you some special information privately! And as always you can DM me here or in Discord about any questions you have.
NameMain GoalAbove and Beyond
Amaris500+ words 1000+ words and there must be NO mention on treating Aku'ana's wounds.
Patrick Ri'ku must speak at least 150 words in your next post Patrick must accidentally answer one of Ri'ku's comment's on accident and Ri'ku must have at said at least 250 words
RynataMake a totally out of place conversation seem in place (Example, talk about how how well the stars glow at night)Make the conversation an innuendo about Aku'ana's apparent "Night" life mentioned in these letters while trying to be serious (basically don't make a joke).
Doran Cooney was the one that made this box code for me. Thank you Doran I absolutely adore it!
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