Khy'eras

Cassian couldn't believe his luck. For once, he wasn't cheating, and the dice kept rolling in his favor. The kerasoka across from him had wrongly called his bluff and lost the game. Again. Cass could feel his alcohol-reddened cheeks hurting from grinning, as he triumphantly lifted the cup off his hi...

Cassian couldn't help himself. The shapeshifter beamed at the prospect of learning something he might actually be good at. At least, until he remembered he was suposed to be humble. To that, the youth blinked and fidgeted, spider-web of insecurity making its way across his face. Mercifully he didn't...

Cass felt the alcohol burning down his gullet, providing a good distraction from all the noise in his head. Somewhere, he heard that little voice telling him he was drinking too fast. He ought to slow down, but how could he? The ups and downs of his emotions were too much to deal with. He was on the...

Cass paused, Artemis' chuckling catching him by surprise. There was no sense in starting too suddenly, he said. The young man's train of hopeful thought stumbled at that. "Oh..." He breathed, deflating. He'd been too eager to get on board. Mother always told him he lacked patience. Wait an...

Cass hadn't expected to be yanked forward by the other thief. In fact, he was too busy worrying over his own handshake to consider the other's intention. That, however, came into startling focus at Artemis' sudden motion. Cass froze in the moment, like a deer facing a wolf, only providing a flinch a...

Cassian didn't miss the bite in the stranger's words. It sounded like a returning insult, he was certain, but what he did wrong was beyond him. The young thief blinked, opened his mouth to respond, then thought better of it and shut it again. His eyebrows furrowed, puzzled over the issue. The other'...

Rooftops weren't a lively place. On occasion children - ghosts, played about. However, they were the least bit concerned with random birds. Hungry cats and circling hawks, on the other hand, were the most dangerous of roof visitors. Still, both were easy to spot if you had your wits about, and easy ...

Heavy boots hit the cobblestone like thunder. Rather, an earthquake to the young thief's ears. Perhaps it was the acoustic of the place, or perhaps it was the adrenaline but Cass could swear he felt the mercenary's footsteps reverberating through the ground. He didn't dare look back though, keeping ...