Cindy
At the time, Kameros was heading to an inn after shopping in the capital's marketplace. It was late, and with so much time on his hands the tiefling figured he'd restock some of the potions he had used from his most recent bounties. Checking his bag to make sure everything was there, a glow from the gem on his wrist caught the sorcerer's attention. Peering over, Kameros realized what it was. *Essme was wanting him to come to her.* Tilting his head a bit, Kam didn't realize how quickly she'd wish to see him again, but a faint lightness began to build in his chest at the thought. Closing his bag, the tiefling began to follow the gemstone's point, only to quickly realize he was headed toward the castle.

Being a tiefling and all, Kameros was nervous about wandering toward the castle this late at night. The closer he drew to its massive walls, the larger the pit in his stomach seemed to grow. Obviously Kam knew Essme was a royal guard for Findara, but he didn't realize that she likely stayed within the castle's walls. Feeling like an idiot, Kameros pressed on nevertheless, determined to get to his new friend to see what she may have needed. Being invited to a woman's supposed bedroom this late at night did have its implications of course, but this was just a friend going to see a friend and nothing more. At least not in Kam's mind.
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As terrifying as approaching a castle at night could have been, Kameros managed to dip past a very small amount of guards to get to a wing of the castle. It almost felt like a story he had read once, but the tiefling quickly realized as the jewel on his wrist pointed toward the wall, he'd have to scale it. Looking straight up, Kam realized there was a balcony so far up which was likely Essme's bedroom. With a sigh, a quick glance around and a prayer, Kameros began to quietly levitate himself. The farther up he got, the more nervous he became. What if someone saw him doing this? What would they think? Gods, he could be arrested for this, or worse, get Essme in trouble. Soon, his head was just a few feet from the bottom of the balcony, but before lifting himself up entirely, the tiefling stopped.

*There was a fair chance this was **Not** Essme's bedroom.*

Mulling it over, Kameros cleared his throat. "... Essme?" The tiefling called out quietly. On the off chance someone else was inside the room, he could quickly hide under the balcony and stay as quiet as possible. If she *Was* Inside, then all would be well. "Its Kameros."
Derek
The cold breeze that only grew bitter by each minute nightfall grew, was now freezing over the inside of Essme's bedroom. During the time she spent sitting across from the tracker Kameros gave her was longer than the angel had expected. She was eyeballing it for quite some time in hopes it would turn off, or that the bounty hunter wouldn't possibly show his face here within the castle. Although, as time ticked on and no purple demon showed- Faydel assumed all was well. *Well*, as good as things could have been. Taking a deep sigh, the Aasimar pulled herself up from the floor one last time. Her pale white legs bruised a soft red from shards of glass and cold cement imprinting into her skin. Essme's weary eyes hovered over towards her bed where her bones were screaming for relief. Sleep could do her good right now, but knowing the poor girl's mental state, Em would be surprised to even get her eyes to close. 

As she dragged her feet along the floor, and eventually lowered herself onto her empty bed, the angel's heavy wings simply gave way and lumped off the side- the larger part of her feathers drooping on the ground below. Silently, Faydel laid. Stiff as a board as her lifeless gray hues remained glued to a dark corner of the wall. That endless pit in her stomach only grew and grew each time she replied *Every* Word Winrae had knifed her with, resulting in more tears to leak from the wet sockets of her eyes. Only the Gods knew just how long Essme stayed like this, because in truth- she could have remained there forever. It wasn't a secret to anyone that when the sorcerer felt things... She felt them. *Hard.* Even so, this bomb that dropped on her head was one that no person or creature should go through.
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Sleep didn't seem to come, just like Em thought it wouldn't. As she laid there in mourning, silence enveloping all the corners of her mind, that damned sound of whirring magic still tickled her ears. For some reason.. It seemed to get louder, and louder... *And louder.* Twitching, Essme slowly turned her head upwards from her pillow, the sound of a low **Ahemn** Causing her brows to furrow as she focused her attention. 

And then... *Him.* 

From the balconies wide open space, meant for of course, larger bodies with wings to fit through- came flying a broken picture frame. It soared through the sky so fast that if it hit someone it would *Definitely* Be taking something off. Thankfully however for Kameros, he was down low enough to miss the object by a few centimeters. Buzzing as it blew past, silence lingered for a few moments before the echo of the broken frame could be heard **THUNK**Ing into a bush. "Go away." Esseme whispered out in a haste yet weak tone. Part of her couldn't believe he even found her- let alone show up all this way. The other half however, was still trying to piece together how the tiefling managed to get past the castle guards. Then again.. Most of the outside staff were trainees.. Like her. 

"I-I didn't mean to call for you." The angel mumbled. It was clear as day however, that in her voice she was biting back tears. Kam was a smart man no less, and while Essme was sure he could hear through her pathetic attempt to shoo him away, he wasn't the type to simply back down. More silence followed the stuffie nosed Aasimar before shuffling and scraping sounds of glass could be heard dragging the floor. Something was off. And Kameros knew it.
Cindy
Kameros had begun to raise himself slightly, but a sudden blurry object flying overhead caused him to duck beneath the balcony floor. He nearly began lowering himself when a famliliar but broken voice caught his ears. Frowning a bit, he raised himself up to the ledge before landing on the balcony itself. Any other being unable to see in the dark would be straining to see into the room, but tieflings didn't have that issue. Peering into the bedroom, Kameros' golden eyes quickly fell upon the broken and fragile Essme, currently bent over picking up glass, all the while getting it in her reddened knees. With a heavy frown, Kam cautiously wandered closer before bending down to help her.

"Well, I'm glad you did regardless." It was obvious that something had happened. Perhaps she had gotten in trouble and taken her anger out on her bedroom? Maybe her sister had come and they fought or perhaps someone had ransacked her room while she was away? Kameros didn't wish to pry, as it was obvious from the sound of Essme's voice she was distraught. Her tear stained and puffy cheeks told him as much. Reaching his hands over, Kam gently began to pick up glass shards before the floor was clear for the most part. Glancing at her knees, the tiefling nodded towards them. "You'll want to heal that, love.." Kam could feel he was unwanted to a degree, so instead of lingering and bothering her with questions, the sorcerer stood and shoved his hands into his pockets.
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"Say, why don't we get out of here, hm? I know you just got home and all, but I know the Broken Barrel is a pretty quiet and laid back tavern in the later hours of the night and to be quite honest, you could use a drink or two." Extending a hand, Kameros offered to help Essme up from the floor. His expression screamed concern and worry, but he remained respectful of the boundaries he wasn't even sure were there to begin with. The troubling look in Essme's eyes only worried him further, and as much as he wished to know what had happened, he refused to pry. "Whaddya say, hm?"
Derek
Hearing the sounds of Kam's feet gently hitting the ground, Essme's first instinct was to hide herself. Like a muscled reflex, the Aasimar's feathers puffed up before quickly wrapping around her body. "W-What are you *Doing?!*" Faydel stammered, her voice only being able to come out in a raspy and hushed bellow. Try as she might to be infuriated with the man's presence- Em simply couldn't put up a good front. Her massive wings seemed to quiver with each step the bounty hunter took as he approached her, seemingly frightened that he had to see her in such a state. Nevertheless, as Kam slowly bent down and started to help her clean up, Essme felt a weak tug pull on her heart. *Why? Why was he being so kind..* 

Trailing her glossy, bloodshot eyes up towards the tieflings face, Essme could see the genuine concern hiding behind a shadowed frown cascading on Kameros face. With the angel's wings still shivering, parts of her muscles relaxed enough to drop ever so slightly, showing parts of her battered knees. Of course, Essme was only trying to hide her body from the indecency of a man seeing her, as she was in nothing but a silk-slip dress gown. However, with how Kam looked over her so carefully and spoke to her with such a soft and heeding tone, something was telling her that he was being authentic. Em brought her chin up to fully look at Kameros, words failing her in the moment they were sorrowfully exchanging. The Aasimars eyes held all the things her lips were pleading to say, like how hurt she was, how abandoned she felt, how she wanted nothing more than to *Not* Be alone... And especially how she wanted to blame him- but couldn't. Tears swelled once more, though Faydel was quick to blink them away.

She didn't know if she could ever bring herself to tell Kam the truth. Even so, all she knew was she couldn't be alone right now.
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After a longing gaze into the mans' golden hues, Em simply nodded her head as she lowered her eyes and swiveled her jaw, a shaky sigh blowing from her lips. "I.. I don't know.. I can't go out like this." Looking down at her scraped up skin, Essme pondered on just how much trouble she would be in if Winrae would find out her troubled sister was out and about once more. That feeling of guilt soured in the young woman's throat, but the more she thought about it the more Faydel realized- *Winrae wasn't here anymore.* 

She had no say. No power. Nothing. At least.. Not right now. 

Swallowing down that lump in her throat, Essme raised her focus back towards the tiefling that was now offering a gentle hand. There was a genuine battle brewing on the girls' face as she contemplated another adventure with the bounty hunter. Though, after a brief moment, a small and broken smile twitched on Ems tear stained face. "As long as there are no more life threatening monsters.." She started to say, hesitantly reaching out to take the man's hand. Essme still had her wings coiled around her torso even as she stood, and though she tried to make it seem normal.. Kameros being here in her trashed up room was nothing more than awkward and frankly embarrassing. Shuffling her feet a bit, the angel moved her eyes around the room to avoid looking directly at Kam as she spoke. 

"I'll.. Have to get cleaned up first, if that's okay?"