Vaan
[ Human Form ]
“Hey! Get back here! Thief! Thief! Stop him! Hurry!”
Shrieking down the streets of Jawan, a young man, seventeen years in age, nimbly zipped in and out of the crowded marketplace. In his hands was a sack of gold, picked off of an unsuspecting rich man. The man was falling behind quickly, desperately trying to get others to stop the young thief, but to no avail. The young man was turning out of sight around an old building before anyone could catch a good look at him. The thief, and the rich man's money, were gone.
Without taking any chances, Vaan continued to run, taking turns through alley ways and cut throughs, doing all that he could to detour anyone from following him. It wasn't until he was nearly to the outskirts of the city that Vaan even dared to slow down. Looking behind him, he could clearly see that no one had followed him. Vaan smiled, clutching his prize in his hand. With a confident smile, Vaan strolled onward, taking the time to catch his breath. Vaan didn't make much of a habit of stealing, but when he saw the rich who took so much advantage of the poor, it made him furious. He just couldn't stand it. There were others out there who needed even just a fraction of the what the rich had. Vaan was just getting to others what the rich wouldn't give on their own.
Approaching the old streets that were familiar to him, a few young orphans came running out to Vaan. They looked up to him as a big brother. Vaan smiled as they ran up to him excitedly. “Hey, guys,” he greeted with a smile as the kids jumped all around him, asking questions. “Vaan! Vaan!” A particularly small boy came running up ahead, bouncing in clothes that were far too big for him. Vaan smiled as the boy wrapped his small hands around his own, the boy tugging on him excitedly. “Where've you been?! We all wanted to play!” “Sorry, Shilah, but I had some important business to attend to,” Vaan said as he tightened his grip around the sack of gold. “Just what kind of business?” The unmistakable, mothering voice of Kaya came from ahead, and Vaan looked up to see her with her arms folded over her chest, and her foot tapping impatiently. Kaya may have been younger than Vaan, but she still had a look that made him feel nervous. he laughed nervously, finally able to break loose of Shilah's grip and placing his free hand behind his head. “I didn't see you there, Kaya,” he said a bit sheepishly, pushing a loose pebble away with his foot.
Shilah & Kaya
[ Human Form ]
“Hey! Get back here! Thief! Thief! Stop him! Hurry!”
Shrieking down the streets of Jawan, a young man, seventeen years in age, nimbly zipped in and out of the crowded marketplace. In his hands was a sack of gold, picked off of an unsuspecting rich man. The man was falling behind quickly, desperately trying to get others to stop the young thief, but to no avail. The young man was turning out of sight around an old building before anyone could catch a good look at him. The thief, and the rich man's money, were gone.
Without taking any chances, Vaan continued to run, taking turns through alley ways and cut throughs, doing all that he could to detour anyone from following him. It wasn't until he was nearly to the outskirts of the city that Vaan even dared to slow down. Looking behind him, he could clearly see that no one had followed him. Vaan smiled, clutching his prize in his hand. With a confident smile, Vaan strolled onward, taking the time to catch his breath. Vaan didn't make much of a habit of stealing, but when he saw the rich who took so much advantage of the poor, it made him furious. He just couldn't stand it. There were others out there who needed even just a fraction of the what the rich had. Vaan was just getting to others what the rich wouldn't give on their own.
Approaching the old streets that were familiar to him, a few young orphans came running out to Vaan. They looked up to him as a big brother. Vaan smiled as they ran up to him excitedly. “Hey, guys,” he greeted with a smile as the kids jumped all around him, asking questions. “Vaan! Vaan!” A particularly small boy came running up ahead, bouncing in clothes that were far too big for him. Vaan smiled as the boy wrapped his small hands around his own, the boy tugging on him excitedly. “Where've you been?! We all wanted to play!” “Sorry, Shilah, but I had some important business to attend to,” Vaan said as he tightened his grip around the sack of gold. “Just what kind of business?” The unmistakable, mothering voice of Kaya came from ahead, and Vaan looked up to see her with her arms folded over her chest, and her foot tapping impatiently. Kaya may have been younger than Vaan, but she still had a look that made him feel nervous. he laughed nervously, finally able to break loose of Shilah's grip and placing his free hand behind his head. “I didn't see you there, Kaya,” he said a bit sheepishly, pushing a loose pebble away with his foot.
Shilah & Kaya
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“[b][color=#3868C7]Vaan[/color][/b]”
“[b][color=#BF0080]Kaya[/color][/b]”
“[b][color=#40BF00]Shilah[/color][/b]”