Oh I can hear you breathing/ You're picking up my scent [Closed-ishIthinkmaybe/In Progress]

[whoneedsarms]

WHO: "Quick Sword" Ilena [whoneedsarms ] and Ophelia [ripplingsword ]
WHAT: Ilena and Ophelia have a friendly chat. ..... >__>
WHERE: Near the park and the path to the jungle
WHEN: uhmuhm whatever the day after Ophelia posted her journal entry would be?

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[ripplingsword]

Ophelia stood leaned against a tree crossed armed, occasionally looking around. Oddly enough she was pretty zen at the time despite who she was meeting up with. Ilena, or the cloaked bitch as Ophelia called her (though she was no longer in a cloak), had interrupted her her fight with Clare but not before nearly shredding Ophelia to pieces. And it pissed her off, how could she even do that? She didn't even draw her sword!

Or so she thought.

Her attention was directed to the town when she noticed Ilena making her way in that directing. That unsettling, almost bloodlust, grin was soon plastered on her lips. The blond reached for her sword but pulled her hand away quickly, probably not smart to do that...for the time being. Ophelia pondered whether she should stay in her current hold and call out or walk over there.

"Hello. What are you doing all the way out here?" She said just loud enough for the former number 2 to hear...she had obviously chosen her first option as she was slightly covered by the shade of the tree.

I am so sorry D: Midterms consumed my soul

[whoneedsarms]

Her power was barely restored, for all the hours she had spent training. Her Quick Sword technique was perhaps at 10% of where it should be... she made a soft sound of distaste. No doubt Teresa would be enjoying her frustration.

Ilena didn't bother to turn when she first heard the voice. So, she had found her after all. Her expression remained serious as she closed her eyes. "Simply heading into town." Slowly, she turned to face the younger warrior. "There is little else that concerns me," came the calm and soft-spoken addition.

"Quick Sword" Ilena wasn't above baiting her opposition. Any stupid move pushed by rage could be turned to her advantage, after all, and judging by that smile which was nothing short of insane, Ilena would not have to press very hard to gain result.

At least, she hoped so. It would be embarrassing to make another error in her estimations, after all.

that's okay same with me D8 I'm soooo sorry this is so late

[ripplingsword]

Well there was one advantage to living out in the jungle, you'd be pretty close to people. As the old saying went, keep your friends close but your enemies closer....or something along those lines. And since Ophelia had no friends (surprise surprise) she took extra care into keeping her enemies as close to her a possible. Wouldn't want to lose them right?

Or have anyone else take them out but her.

Ophelia remained where she was, under the shadow of the tree, except she drew her claymore fully examining it. "Oh but we never finished our chat from before!" She took one step and froze, somewhat of dark expression crept on her face though she stayed smiling.

"Don't you remember?"