pastal nights [scarlet]

[--- nameless]

Hushed footsteps paced themselves quietly through the street, the Northern Kingdom was celebrating the birth of a new child within the royal family. The snow stricken kingdom bound by a generous amber hue, a brand new warmth welcoming those who joined them during this joyous occasion. Paper torches lit the soaked roads, the heavens drowning the world below in a torrent of water. Though no weather could detour the happiness of these people. The stranger being offered an umbrella from a simple child to protect himself from the rain. "thank you.

[/color]" he stated, simple words of gratitude towards the innocent girl. The monotone umbrella providing the monster cover from the rain. To imagine someone like him, exiled from his home country and labeled a monster by the military he served could be treated with such kindness. Extending a hand out into the rain, watching it quickly pool in his palm before sliding down off his fingers. Maybe this heavy rain could cleanse the sin's of the man, tilting the umbrella further back to dampen his hood & face.

Though his history could not be easily erased, the moisture soaking his flawed cheek. Enough reminiscing, Noah had brought his right hand to his face and quickly dried it with his scarf. Turning around to leave the small countryside with their celebration, though before he could leave that small child was at his arm, her small hand clutched around his large wrist. Kneeling down, Noah returned the umbrella to the child. "you cant be getting sick yourself, I'm a big boy I can handle myself.[/color]" he told her gently, kids did not judge someone like him. "Alright, Alright I will come with you just this once.[/color]" Noah said gently to the girl, letting her guide him into the festival. The vendors lit up by dancing lanterns, people playing such simple games with one another. The male labeled as a monster nervous as the child brought him further into the crowd. If he was sought out by the marines, he would surely be sent to Marineford to be executed. As the child happily pulled him along, the small umbrella swirling behind her.

"Where are taking me little one." he asked kindly, not trying to attract to much attention to himself. The girl simply giggled and brought him further into the festival grounds, until they reached the docks. The festival's bright lights starting to disperse from the spot, the male could spot men and women alike lighting small rockets and explosives across the ground before one shot across the ocean waves before going straight into the air & exploding with a dazzling display of light. The fireworks coloring the heavens with scarlet, azure, emerald hues. Did the child not want to watch them alone? Noah asked as the girl was silently attached to his arm and leg. The Kingdom of the North would impress islands from miles away with this display as endless flares shot into the air and created a endless display in the sky. The sight was breathtaking, even the canon fire upon the open sea could not compare to the sight here in the North Blue, along with the natural lights made by the sky. Watching with the girl until they ran out of the fireworks, the girl turning around with wide eyes and an even wider smile. Perhaps this was her first time watching the fireworks in public?

Though before he could inquire anymore, a set of royal guards descended onto him. The royal knights armed to the teeth and well protected by their attire. They had a single order, release the youngest princess of the royal family. The poor child probably had probably left the castle on a rare occasion to see the outside world. Noah took a step forward, his coat protecting the young girl. " leave her alone, I shall return her to the King myself, or perhaps you would like to explain why she was with a strange man?[/color]" his threat reaching the ears of the knights as they took a step back, the gravity of his words were heavy indeed, as they took another step back. They would let this man speak with the king. The child had dropped her umbrella in the commotion and was attached to his left leg. "It's alright, the big scary monster made the mean knights run away.[/color]" a single eye peeked from his damp attire. Was she expecting him to be upset that she had not told him who she was. The girl slowly knelt down to pick up her toy, before pulling on his arm once more.

"Want my to bring you back to your family.[/color]" the young man asked her, a small nod coming from her head. Noah let her lead the way before him, though he began to think more on his statement. This child wasn't the only descendent of the royal family, she had a sister. "What's your sister's name little Adaline?" knowing the name of the young princess that held his hand. Answering him with a simple name, "Scarlet, of course, it's been quite sometime since I had worked for your parents." Noah told her, being in the marines they often came in contact with the royal families of the oceans. The pastal pink locks of Scarlet could never be forgotten, someone he vowed to protect as apart of the marines before her father. Though she probably never noticed him, he knew who the gorgeous women was. "Are you taking me to the castle.[/color]" he asked the child, she nodded with an answer, that's where Scarlet was, her father and mother were at the festival.

They arrived before a large gate, as the girl gently opened it, the black metal appearing to bend around for them as the girl let go of his hand and sprinted into the moonlit courtyard. The young man stepping forward, it had been two years since he was labeled a traitor of the state, a wanted man by the marines, he would be shot on sight he they saw him with any of the royal family members, thanks to his attire for protecting his identity earlier. Though he was not going to hid himself before the princess, removing the hood of his outfit. His soft pastal features dry, as his scarlet eyes looked down to the ground. His myriad scarf on either side of his neck, the young 'prince' adjusting his attire to appear proper before the princess. A hand running across hi chest, holding onto his shirt. "Lady Scarlet.[/color]" he asked, as if he expected the shadows to release her, to let the pastal pink locks to sway into sight. Though this was the only way he knew to introduce himself to her, taking a deep breath.

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[SCARLET DELANEY]

baby likes to dance in the dark,
cause when he's looking she falls apart

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Above laid the criminal of the porcelain stained courtyard scene. The moon was a potent rival to its counterpart the sun and when retired to rest became the jezebel’s desired time. Everything marred with a glowing layer of ivory decked the stage for the protagonists and antagonists of tonight’s unfolding tragedy. A terrace of roses lined the archway into the central area of the courtyard with massive walls overgrown with emerald flora décor and in the innermost portion of the vicinity a fountain babbled continuously. All fell silent though not completely, for the symphony of tranquil water trickling over the ceramic edges of the fountain rendered night speechless and kept its tune. It was cruel. Reading all these love novels after nightfall by herself. Time after time she longed for a certain counterpart that could fulfill her iniquitous needs. Though, where would the fun be in that? Thus she was gone to herself sitting in the chilled night, with the scent of rain set afire pelting the night sky. It was a cliché theme. Rain. It’s ironic likelihood following around the essence of life. Always appearing just when needed to add that inevitable touch. Loneliness. Misery. All notorious themes brought with it.

A shadow fleeced her face and a cloak the hue of sanguine red wine sheltered her fuchsia highlighted locks. The exuberant life royalty came with mandated she stay fashionable – anywhere and anytime. Even if it was a secret past time and get away of sorts like the current escapade she embarked upon. After dark when the kingdom dimmed its life and the tones of candlelight were lit she escaped to this place to immerse in a binge of love stories. Not the sappy variety that most doves struck by love engrossed themselves in. But these, these were dark fables of unrequited romance. Where it was better off to love someone when they were dead, and writhe in the pleasure of pain. As the shelterless sky continued to shower down heaven’s tears she progressed in her reading, but was interrupted upon the booming screeching of the industrialized castle gates opening. Rapacious eyes sickened with the verve of ruby penetrated the layer of night. Her gaze situated off in to the distance and saw a small child scurry through the gates and make her merry way inside the palace through the nearest entry way. Though she faintly recognized the child she could not find a name. She was never apt to those.

It was time for an intermission. The pages of her book closed and laid on her lap momentarily before it was pushed off to the side to rest at her side on the bench she sat on. Getting up the petite heels of her shoes clacked atop the damp pavement and she advanced forward and on through several puddles in her path to the door where warmth radiated from. However her travels were cut short upon hearing the entrancing voice of a male figure. His form concealed in the darkened night in colors of matching chemistry. "Where are your manners, boy~" Lips curved up in to a demeaning sneer as she fixated on him and his hand held across his chest in respect. There was a precarious vibe with the young man. How he managed to access his way this deep behind the castle walls intrigued her. The premises of her family's kingdom was safely secured with masses of guards.

"Get on your knees." The command reek in authority. Anyone with half a mind knew kneeling before the lady was the rightful way to show respect. Her hands caressed the sides of the hood of her cloak around the border of her face before lowering back to hang limply between her shoulder blades. Stepping forward she made use of the umbrella held at her side, popping it open to conquer the rain. Wrapped in ivory threaded gloves her hands grasped the umbrella over the crown of her left shoulder. Not for long though for one hand loftily left the others side to stretch forward. Her fingers laying out just as soft, with her gaze staring the man down, awaiting for him to comply to her stately command. As she deconstructed her stare on him she absorbed his charismatic facade and the slight sensation of remembrance roused her. No such name was remembered, but oh who could forget those mischievous eyes and raven locks. "Some nerve you got, coming back here." If she was right this fellow was an infidel to her royal family. Her luscious sneer turned into a dignified smirk.

[--- nameless]

With the child within the safety of the castle, it simply left the male. Embraced by shadows & kissed by darkness, the prince stood without motion. The alluring scent of envy & lust taunted the man, announcing the arrival of the royalty. Ivory digits clasped around crafted lumber and cloth. The goddess hiding from the childish lure of rain & puddles beneath her umbrella. Her pastal pink lips ordered to speak, questioning the upbringing of the man before her. Noah, lifting a finger to himself, his pale flesh welcoming the warmth of the moonlight. "lost, forgotten, abandoned." the easiest answers the young adult found in his heart. Without his position within the rank of the marines, Noah had no intentions of keeping his oath to the government. Perhaps the young lady did not understand the threat of his presence before her.

However her next command was spelling out the man to be humble to the royal blood, to kneel before scarlet. Noah's lips began to curl in a vicious circle, a sneer exposed, "want me to ask for your hand next Scarlet?

[/color]" Noah told her, the man would not humiliate himself with the command. Watching the lioness inspect her prey, her lofty stare isolating him from the courtyard. Scarlet finding familiarity within the young man. Searching her soul for any more facts on the young man, tracing to back to a time of innocence. "Did you miss me darling." he played off the humor of her last statement. Though it had been years since he saw her, a warm sight to his cold heart.

The future king of the new world, Noah took a step closer to Scarlet. The pitch black boots of his splashing the torrent of rain beneath him. "I never had a chance to introduce myself while I was in the service Scarlet, Noah T. Varia. Eldest son of the Varia Household, Heir to the Throne." he revealed, the two stood on equal grounds in terms of purity & blood. It was a noble service for a prince to join his countrymen in the marines, however the prince was now marked as an fugitive. "I do have a favor to ask however." Noah added, his tone light & serious with the pink goddess. "a warm & private room.[/color]"

The young man was soaked to the bone & flesh from the rain & wind. Noah would not reveal the agony and bane he felt, as the rain took the heat from him, and the wind taunted and kissed him with its cruel touch. Among other factors, the popular prince was to be executed on sight. Scarlet's own quarters the ideal location for their conversation to continue, not wanting to draw attention from any marine patrols or royal guards that would enjoy the bounty brought by his corpse. "For my secret concerns you Miss Scarlet, maybe afterwards I'll let you undress me too." Noah revealed, sarcasm marking the end of his statement as he now closed the distance between them, the young prince at the edge of her umbrella, the rain rolling of her shield and onto the man. His raven locks covering his eyes & face, as his pale lips beckoned for her to consider his offer.
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