Donald
Essme's mind was boggled with endless thoughts as she stared almost petrified at Kamero's and the man before her. When the stranger tried to spit at her feet, Em jumped back further- her feathers ruffling with uneasiness. Part of her was torn between if it were right or wrong for Kamero's to be beating into the man, his cold hard glare now burned into her memory. Though, the elven mad *Did* Try to hurt him... So was it really that bad of him to retaliate? Essme was a lawful girl, at least she tried to be. It was all she ever knew growing up under the pressure of her sister's wings. Claiming that nobility was the only life for a successful aasimar. But the more Em learned about the world, the more she seemed to realize its faults. The more she seemed to realize her own.

Fear lingered in the sorcerer's eyes when the tiefling bashed the man's head into the ground once more, causing more blood to spill from his nose and mouth than poor Essme had ever seen. Her heart was racing from the full impact of adrinalle, however her body remained a frozen pillar. Eyes glued to the twitching and almost unrecognizable face of someone she didn't even know. All the woman could do was nod skittishly in acknowledgement, words failing to come into fruition. Truth be told, the aasimar should have been used to things like this. Sure, she was a sorcerer and master of her magic blade, but when it came down to the fact Em had never experienced such violence between someone she knew- let alone a stranger coming onto her... It was all just so overwhelming. Faydel felt as though without her armor she was nothing but a frightened girl. And tonight, that statement proved to be true.
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Being in a trance of pure shock for so long, Essme didn't even notice Kameros anymore after he walked around the beaten fool and extended his hand to her. With the roar of a cheering crowd, it almost jerked her alive- causing the angel to blink profusely before Kams voice registered in her ears. And even though she heard him... Essme couldn't bring herself to look him in the eyes. The tiefling would have to physically pull his angel away and out of the tavern, allowing the fresh cool air to hit her face like a breath of desperately needed oxygen. Feeling the gentle but yet firm hold Kamero's had on the aasimars hand made Em ever so slowly hug her fingers tighter around him if only for a moment before she realized what she was doing. Keeping her head down while Kam stopped the two, tears had started to swell in Essme's eyes silently. After all this time the young girl was finally processing what had happened, unable to hold the weight of the situation any longer. 

"No.. I- Im not upset.." Faydel started to say, clearly holding back the lump in her shaking voice. "Thats just ne-never happened and i didn't know what to do- and you.. Well you helped me and I'm thankful i just-" The hot tears that now blinded Essme's face began to tumble down her cheeks as she tried to hide her face in the curve of her sleeve. That poor girl's chest heaving quietly all the while. "It just scared me..." 

Embarrassed by her crying, Essme pushed her feet forwards in a surprising change of heart- plummeting face first into the man's chest as if to hide away from the world. "Can you please just take me anywhere else that isn't my home... *Please*.. I don't want to be alone tonight after all of this." Folding herself further into Kameros, the aasimar's wings fell limp just as they did when he had found her. It was clear that there was no anger nor resentment for the tiefling, yet clearly just shaken up. Perhaps Szerabon finding her tonight of all nights was no accident...
Danny
*And it was then his worry was realized.*

Feeling his heart sink down into his stomach, Kameros felt as though he had done nothing but worsened Essme's night even more than when it began. The golden hues within his eyes dulled ever so slightly, he let out a gentle sigh when he saw tears began to form within Essme's eyes. Her explanation and words of reassurance that he had not upset her helped none, as the damage Kameros dealt was done in his mind. He'd figure out a way to make it up to her, one way or another. There was a feeling that rose in the tieflings chest, one of guilt and shame for making a lady cry. It was not at all his goal, and perhaps in his own way he believed she might even praise him for it. Definitely not the route to go ever again in a situation like that, it seemed. Kameros was a bit surprised by her reaction however, what with being a knight and all...

But all those thoughts soon disappeared as Essme pushed her way into the tiefling's arms. Feeling her face in his chest, Kameros looked down in pure surprise. He had honestly felt as though they'd part ways after that, perhaps for the last time even. Maybe him hitting and berating that elven man would only make Essme see Kameros how Winrae did; a demon, a fiend even. Though it seemed his assumptions were wrong, causing his chest to fill with more guilt for thinking even remotely poor of Essme. After a few seconds, Kameros wrapped his arms around her, though he was careful not to squeeze or ruffle her wings; *Frankly he wasn't entirely sure how to hug an angel.*

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"I'm sorry, I-" Hesitating, Kameros rest his chin atop Essme's head, the tiefling let out a sigh. It was one of both relief and stress all at once. His mind raced to where he could take her before he finally settled on a place that might just be perfect for the two to get some peace and quiet. "Okay. Come on, love." Pulling away from the hug, Kameros slid his hand down into Essme's, his heart climbing up from where it sat in his stomach and back into his chest. It swelled slightly, especially when he intertwined his fingers with the angels. It was a feeling that was truly unknown to the tiefling, but it felt warm and welcoming; reminiscent of being with his father and sister when he was a mere boy. That feeling was one he never wanted to rid himself of, and there was a large hope that it'd never leave him.

Pulling gently on her hand, Kameros began to guide her down the empty and quiet street away from the tavern. The sorcerer made sure to walk slow enough not to stress Essme any more than he already had. Pulling her around corners, down a handful of streets and alleyways, it almost seemed as though her were lost but that was far from the case. As they walked, Kameros kept Essme close to him. No man or shadow would dare touch her this evening if he had any say in the matter. As he held her so close beside him, Kameros finally broke the silence once more,

"I truly am sorry Essme. I have no excuse for my actions, and if I were in your shoes I'd have arrested me then and there." Swallowing the slight lump of nerves in his throat, Kameros slid his golden eyes over to meet Essme's. "After the night you've had, that was the last thing you deserved to witness."
Donald
The warmth radiating off of the teifling's body gave way into Essme's skin like a gentle, melting kiss. Brave as she were however, the timidness would soon catch up to her once she felt Kameros's strong arms embrace her. She could feel all five of his fingers lock around her sides, hot like a blanket of fire that trickled through her clothes. Never had Faydel felt such a sensation when being so close to anyone, nor could she wrap her thoughts around why her heart seemingly skipped a beat whenever the bounty hunter was near. With her head laid cradled under the sharp jaw of her companion, Essme's ear was pressed flat against his chest. Listening to his heart pump loudly as her own sped up so fast she felt as though she were to faint. Kam's alluring scent danced all around her- sweetly suffocating her with the musk of mens cologne and hints of that wine that whisked her mind elsewhere. Never had the aasimar been held like this, not by him. Not by her parents. And certainly not by Winrae. But then again, Em had never exposed her vulnerability before...
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Wanting to linger in his touch forever, Essme bravely wrapped her arms around Kamero's back in return. Her tears finally resting. Though, their hug didn't last as long as the two would have liked- when Kam had pulled away and tangled his fingers into hers, Essme's face burned a deep red against her pale ashen face. She stared down at his masculine hand, at how protective his grip felt. The way her fingers seemed to fold so effortlessly into his like a key into its lock- It was almost too perfect. Em still couldn't find the strength to meet Kameros's gaze just yet, even as she fell into step with him. Her sheepish nature had taken hold of her and she wasn't all too sure how to snap out of it. At times she'd ask herself why. *Why was she so nervous?* Boys never really had an effect on her, let alone that of a tiefling- Mainly due to her older sisters demands of staying away from boys and '*Bullheads*'- as Winrae would call them. Yet, here she was being strung along like a lovesick fool. 

*Lovesick.. Was that really what this feeling was? No. Certainly not... It couldn't be.*

Millions of thoughts raced in the aasimars head of just what to call this odd feeling swooning in her chest. But soon, all of those voices colliding against the walls of her mind would soon subside when Essme noticed just how dark each alleyway the pair turned into became. Unknowingly, Em pushed herself closer into Kam's arm as they walked, looking around at every opening that beckoned them with the darkness. "Say.. Where *Are* We going?" Murmured the angel, her fingers anxiously reeling on tighter to the mans in a gentle squeeze. 
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When the tiefling voiced his apologies for a third time, the sorcerer simply shook her head as a means to cut him off. "Please, don't be. If you wouldn't have been there to stop him.." Essmes eyes lingered down dimly to the cobble ground as she got lost in each pebble, her voice growing more quiet. "I don't really know what would have happened. That was the first time anyone has ever really done something like that to me... Aside from the occasional blaspheme on my name. Not everyone thinks I'm as beautiful as an angel, you know." Giving a lighthearted chuckle to her solemn words, Em carried on. "You know.. There's something else I never really told you either."

"I'm not *Really* Much of a knight. At least, not as great as you think." The guard shuffled her leather boot along a pile of dirt or rock here and there as the two walked along the backstreet paths Kameros was leading her on. And with Essme's head focused to the ground, strands of her wavy brunette hair could be seen curling around her horns, getting draped over her delicate face. "You see, I'm a royal 'knight to be' according to the Findara captain. They saw alot of potential in me only because I'm related to the golden stag. And.. Truth be told- we aren't even blood related... I spent *Years* Trying to live up to her expectations. Trying to be as perfect as she is, so much so that I couldn't say no when she wanted me to give my life to being a knight."

"When I went into the training, I thought it could be something I could get accustomed to. But, recently in this year alone i'm starting to wonder if its something **I** Truly want to do.. Or if it's just something I'm doing to please my sister." Sighing, Essme shook her head once more before giving out an airy laugh of embarrassment. "I don't even know why I'm telling you this haha- I guess, it's just rather silly of me to be afraid of violence when I'm supposed to be used to it..." 
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Slowly, the angel brought her head up to finally face Kameros. Terrified of what kind of expression she would see on his face- like that at the tavern- However, when her eyes met his in a soft and gentle hold, Essme's lips raised slightly. "What you did for me though was obviously terrifying.. But I'm just glad you're okay." 
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