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Ponomy Streets: Failed Delivery; Philip Aventurra & Kiran Daramede's RP; before the enrollment
Topic Started: May 26 2016, 07:08 PM (867 Views)
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Philip and Kiran's first meeting.

That day Philip Aventurra was left by his boss alone in one of the Ponomy's shops for the very first time. He got terribly tired by the time of closing of business, yet still he had to go deliver a parcel for one of the Great Houses and then come back to draw up an inventory. He checked the order once again and started packing the goods. He knew that it was not at all easy for the owner of the shop to complete the list and that all the things were worth quite a few Deeks. Still, he treated it as any other parcel – he would never see even a quarter of the money and was never allowed to see some of items.

Three steel daggers, 7” long, check. Southern ball gown, blue and white, check. Eastern male shirt, short-sleeved, black and red, check. Bag of gems, numbered 0731, check. Hunting hat, green and red, check. Bag of gems, numbered 8543, check. All in. Who knows what are those numbered bags. Quite tempting to see inside, time to set off if I want to sleep this night though, Philip muttered to himself, tied the parcel tightly and headed to the Residence.

It was dark already and not even five minutes passed before a masked thug crossed his way.

Would be useful if the old man stopped marking all the parcels with their recipients' emblems, he thought just before being pushed against a wall.

Narrator's Edit: Modified title and added setring.
Edited by Narrator, May 29 2016, 11:55 PM.
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Kiran’s grin was too obvious, even if he himself knew that. He was just on his way to stroll around Ponomy City at late after sending out his application for the Training Order. After receiving an Accepted judgment, he can’t help his lips curve from one ear to another. It was never been his dream to be a part of the Force but getting into the army was hard enough for someone who has no money like him. Though there is just so little money needed, he still can’t risk their precious daily meal for something that he is not sure of.

But now, it’s different. Altrus is now desperate to get their hands into more men. Money now doesn’t matter for the application and he would only stress their family’s small income for traveling and staying over inns and bars for some food and lodging. It will be enough, he hopefully thought, until training actually starts.

Admiring the high establishments around the City was never a hobby of his. Heck, this will be his second time to Ponomy – the first was when he was four. His father brought him over to do some business with the market folks, hoping to make their lives better by selling stuff to the elevated people but it was no good.

Kiran just shrugged his thoughts. But now seems to be different after the outbreak of demons. He mindlessly step his feet one after another, admiring the even pavements around the City. Compared to Tylon’s land that was often disturbed by a lot of passerby’s crossing Kyros Bridge, it was definitely three to four scales better.

His tiny adventure went into a halt when he heard a forceful thud up a little ahead. Focusing his eyesight, he saw two shadow figures. Judging from the looks of the struggle and his experience with street fighting, he knew when someone is being attacked. And he can’t help his hunger for justice to run every vein in him.

“Hey, are you alright?” Definitely not, but he tried to not sound suspicious and surprise one of them and turn this simple and quiet night into a murder scene the next morning.
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The aggressor hit Philip against the wall once again making him drop the parcel to the ground. Aventurra was now frightened not only of the unknown thug, who probably just wanted to make some easy money, but also of his own boss who would never forgive him failing a delivery and losing a client, even if that would be a pure accident. The voice of the stranger asking if Philip is alright gave him little relief as he did not even hope to meet somebody friendly that late.

At least they'll have to fight each other for the loot, a short thought came through his mind.

"Hel...", he sighed silently, feeling a strong hand push against his mouth.

Just free myself and hide..., he planned desperately. The package was gone, little bags clinking silently while falling to the ground and the clothes falling in a puddle, yet he hoped to at least run away alive. Philip then tried to kick his oppressor, but to no avail. He only felt the hands grab him stronger and he started losing his vision.
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When more stuggle was heard, Kiran didn’t waste any more time and hasten his steps only to clear his vision of the owner of the two silhouettes. They are unfamiliar faces, the same faces he have seen within the City and during his adventures. But as far as he could manifest the whole situation inside his head, he knew for sure that they are not best buddies and this is not one of those casual fights back in Tylon.

When the perpetrator surges his hand to the slim defenseless guy, it was Kiran’s cue. Before he even realized it, his fighter side activated and thrown a good punch right at the pursuer’s face, making the guy take some steps back and freeing the other one.

“Please tell me that you are not best friends because I plan to land another hand if he gets nasty.” Kiran asked the one who was cornered but his furious eyes was fixed on the one who’s feeling his swollen face.

Even if Kiran was not sent to proper education with how his family is, he sure knows the difference between good and bad by just seeing ‘em. And for sure, this one is not just some simple street fighting.

This was not Tylon after all.
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Philip fell on his bottom and took a few deep breaths without any understanding of what happened. After a while he understood that some stranger chased the mugger away. He looked around and spotted the countour of the aggressor running away down the street.

Better not to mess up with the new guy, he thought still scared.

Then, he touched his face and his ribs making sure that everything is alright. Philip would surely end up with quite a few bad bruises, but it was actually a big luck after such an encounter. Finally he looked up on his savior.

If he was another bandit, the next hit would be for me, appeared to him.

„Thank you… I didn’t think I would come out alive from that until I heard you break the guy’s jaw.” said Philip with his muffled voice. „I have nothing to give you apart from the stuff on he ground. What are you doing here that late, though? Ever thought about becoming a mercenary? Quite a few of the rich would love to hire such a brawler.”
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Kiran turned around after making sure that pursuer was already out of sight. Even though Altrus is already at this state, there are still a lot of men who has the guts to create troubles around. He snickered to himself while having these thoughts when he himself causes trouble since he was young.

He turned around when he heard someone slopped the ground. Studying his build, he knew that he was not into a fight. After all, he almost fainted while being attacked earlier. He even noted how funny he was when he was checking himself for injuries.

Digesting his question, Kiran folded his legs to squat down to level their eyes into a conversational distance.

“You’re welcome. But shouldn’t I be the one asking you that?” Kiran’s brow rose at his own words. “I mean, it’s usually dangerous at night especially here in the City where theft and violence is pretty much… not common but common in a way…” He added reluctantly after remembering how his days in Tylon were every time. Compared to the City, this is a more civilized place than the environment where he grew up.

Realizing he hasn’t answered to his question yet, he took a piece of paper from his pocket. He grinned at the sight of the red ink over black on it, feeling excited in the process as well. With glee, he showed the paper to the guy with a wide grin.

“I got accepted!” His voice was almost in a shout. “Well, becoming a mercenary is nice idea but you see, I’d rather fight strong opponents! And you know what’s going around the continent now so… I entered the Training Order and I got accepted!”

Like a kid who is happy to get himself a pack of candies after a hard work on his assignments, he waved the piece of paper, showing off to the first man he ever talked to after getting back to the City from Antar.
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Philip looked at the piece of paper being shown to him. As he would see at least a dozen of different documents and letters during every day of his work for the merchants, this one did not appear to be any special. However, Kiran's grin full of pride and happiness made him skim the text.

"Well, congratulations? You don't seem to need any training at all for me, but I wish you good luck." Philip tried to be as polite as possible considering his state and the situation. "And yes, the city can get violent at times, but one needs to somehow earn his bread, you know."

Aventurra became totally depressed saying that as he remembered that there was no chance he would repay the lost goods. Now, he had no place to go back to.

"Can you tell me anything about this... Order?" asked Philip, coming back to the old memories of aromatic herbs drying all around his father's hut. "What are you going to do there?"

There was a new ray of hope - troublemakers such as his savior could for sure make use of an intelligent man, especially if he knew a few things about medicine.
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“The Order?” Kiran echoed as he let himself drown in his own thoughts on how to explain the whole ordeal. He retreated his pride of a paper and back to his own pocket then tried scraping a piece of his temple with a finger to think.

“Well… Now that Altrus is going in the brink because of the demons, they are quite… How do I say…” He paused. “Desperate?” He added after taking his time to think of an appropriate word. Although not even close to appropriate either. Switching into a comfortable stance, Kiran stood back up straight, stretching himself while explaining the rest. “They are currently searching for people who are aged sixteen and above to train them in order to become a member of the military. Well, after that pushing of the demons, they barely made it back with more than a half gone from their ranks. Which is why this Order was born.”

Kiran gave a small pause and at the same time, took the chance to study his companion for the night. He’s not much of a power-stirred man but has enough courage to deal the dangers of the night. Truthfully, that is one remarkable trait. But he could’ve died. Kiran inserted in his mind that made him feel stupid of himself. He sighed as he realized his own thoughts.

As if he had the brightest idea ever thought of, Kiran’s face lit up suddenly and turned back to the man who is still on the ground.

“Why don’t you train? Rather, how old are you? Or, wait, maybe you are too busy with work? But hey, if your work deals with the night as your enemy, why not build up some strength for self-defense? I bet the Order would be a great help. Or better yet, you might be a great help to the order too!” Kiran said without pauses as his excitement fueled his own voice. “Ohhhhh!!! Just thinking about it makes me soo excited!” He tried to contain his feelings by clutching his hands into fists and held himself still because if not, he feels like jumping and disturb the silence in the Ponomy streets and be labeled as a criminal.

“Just imagine a whole lot of possibilities!” He couldn’t help but up his volume as he let his face flicker with the thought of being able to use his own power in order to help people.

And he might just help this guy too.
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Philip tried to find all of his things scattered around the ground while listening to Kiran's explanations, but nothing would be worth delivering in its current state. It was sure that early in the morning a messenger would be sent to his boss that some lovely lady had nothing new to wear for an important ball, that some of the noble house's craftsmen were left without materials and... better not to think what plans would collapse because of the exotic daggers not reaching their destination. And the same messenger would ruin Aventurra's reputation among all the merchants present in Ponomy.

"Recruiting sixteen years olds? They indeed must be desperate" answered Philip. "It's amazing to watch your excitement, though - they must have given you a warm welcome. Certainly everybody would be happy to have such a warrior to help them, wouldn't they?".

"And speaking of my job - my name is Philip Aventurra and I probably no longer have one." he said, reaching his hand to Kiran. "Do you really believe they might take me? Where can I speak to this Order?"

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Kiran’s eyes followed through his companion as he tries to pick up his stuff. By the looks on his face, he seems to be troubled about his items which Kiran could tell that they would be a total waste by now.

He shook his head when the slim guy spoke his mind to take back his concentration to their conversation. Kiran was never a master in multi-tasking and he would usually focus on one thing rather than more.

“Well, desperate or not, you are old enough being sixteen. Oh, did you know!?” He beamed again. “The first General was even declared heir and leader when she turned sixteen too! Isn’t it neat?!”

Again, Kiran realized that he’s getting out of track again with his mouth. So he decided to switch into their conversation and answer the man’s question. “As for the Order’s application, they have it in the Main Base and in Antar, I think. Though I did went to Antar earlier today. You should see the port too!” He exclaimed.

“And oh, I’m Kiran Daramede.” Kiran’s head angled at the hand that reached to him. Being born in a poor family and all his life, it was only street fighting that filled his life, he was not really familiar with how people deal with introductions, and thus, he would always question a pair of hands greeting him, now a fist that lightly pushed in front of him or anything else. This time, it’s a hand that’s extended to him. “And I’m originally from Tylon.” He added as he continues to stare at the open bare hand.
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Philip kept his hand extended for a while and then lowered it smiling for the first time that evening. He was amazed at how candid was his new acquaintance - risking his life to save another, but not trusting enough to shake his hand. Next, Aventurra looked at the moon already being high in the sky and then smiled, weaklier this time, at Kiran.

"Probably I shouldn't keep you here any longer. Thank you again for your intervention" said Philip, massaging his chest lightly. "I will take your advice and try to apply for this army thing. Probably I have nothing better waiting for me. Maybe one day I will be able to do something for you as well."
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“Hmmm…” Kiran thought on what this guy, Philip, just said to him. “You can be my friend!” He beamed. “It’ll be good if you try the Order. Then maybe we can meet there. It’ll be awesome!” He added, exclaiming.

“How about it?” He asked after. It’ll be a while that he’s going to be away from his family. At least, he has to enjoy whatever comes. And this meeting might be one of the things that will help him in the future.

Who knows?
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"Sure, I'll be more than happy if you call me your friend." Philip's pain was suppressed for a moment by such nice words. "And one day I will get powerful enough to watch your back as well!"

He was about to reach his hand to Kiran again, but in the last moment decided not to trouble his new friend again. He already started to plan some good answers for the questions that the Order's recruiter might ask.

"Then, I'm going to pack the few things I have and I will head to their office at dawn." Aventurra knew that if he decided to wait, all of the courage inspired by Kiran would be soon lost. "See you!"

Philip waved to his companion and started to walk back home.

Philip leaves
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Kiran’s face grinned wider to hear Philip’s response. He created a new friend after all.

“See you in Antar soon!” He yelled as he watch Philip’s back in front of him while he waves his hands excessively up in the air while jumping from the ground.

Training might not sound so bad if he gets in…

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