thieves and slaves

Ying smiled and started jumping up and down. "What can you do? Will you show us?"
She looked at her brother and went over to him. Ying then took her fingers and forced his mouth upward into a smile. "He is really happy, he is just to tough to show it." She said in a teasing manner.

Yang pulled Yings hands away. "Would you stop that. My face is not a toy." He grumbled.

"Maybe later. If I do it right now there's a chance that I might pass out, and that really wouldn't be a good thing. As you could probably tell, I'm made up of three different races. Don't think of me as a Hybrid though, because I'm not a Hybrid. Hybirds are composed of four different races, not three. Vampire, Werewolf, and Human blood runs through my vains."

Lucien had shifted to a human, much more willing to talk now. As a human he'd shrunk an inch and his features had become a bit less defined. Next he'd go to Werewolf, when this faint headache went away. Pain was more defined when he was a human, and more annoying. Everything was too dull in this form, which is why he chose not to be seen as a human all that often.

Ying laughed. "Even as a human your cute. Too bad about not being able to show us any tricks."

I thought hybrid was anything that had mixed race. The number isn't important. Yang commented to his sister telepathically.

Who knows, but the fact that he made a point of saying four races means that he probably doesn't want to be refereed to as a hybrid.....Now look I'm being smart...stupid smartness Ying commented back.

could be. Whats so bad about being smart?

Ying didn't answer and instead turned to look at Lucien. Not quite sure what to ask next. The guy was really mysterious and never gave a straight answer. She wondered if he was hiding something.

An exchanging of glances and a sudden growth spurt meant Lucien had went back to being a Vampire. He was priveledged to be able to shift at will and only come out with a small headache. Lucien had ran out of words and had decided to wait for someone else to start a concersation. He enjoyed keeping his secrets, for they were the only things that he really had. He had said enough about himself anyways. It wouldn't be worth it to have a couple of werewolves running around saying that he was the heir to the human throne, anyways.

Just then a group of strangers rushed out of some nearby trees. They were the merchants from earlier.

"I guess they realized their stuff was missing." Ying said quietly.

"No kidding." Yang said.

The merchants ran at the two swinging their weapons.

Ying transformed into her werewolf form and got ready to defend herself.

"It's times like these when i wish i could transform when i wanted..." Yang muttered as he broke a big branch off a tree to use as a club.

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Lucien truly wasn't all that surprised when a bunch of weird people stormed the area. Yellow eyes scanning the area, mind wondering what to do, Lucien remembered that actions spoke louder than words. Thinking what the two twins could be to him, Lucien decided to choose sides and help the two werewolves. If he regretted this action later, he'd just have to suck it up. Darting up behind one of the weapon-swinging maniacs Lucien tapped the man on the shoulder and smiled, latching his pale white hand onto the man's wrist.

The man seemed surprised and tried to get out of the Prince's grasp, failing miserably. Lucien shoved the wrist down, resulting in a snap and a scream. The weapon fell to the ground and Lucien then stared hard at the man, eyes looking him over quickly before taking his hands and placing them on the man's neck. With a quick motion the man lay on the ground, lifeless. Looking at the body Lucien shuddered and wrinked his nose in disgust. He'd much rather not do that again.

The two were easily able to fend off the attackers. Most had fled once they saw their comrade die.

Ying returned to normal and ran up to Lucien smiling brightly. "Aww thats so sweet of you to help. But you don't even know us." She commented. It was strange that someone they barely knew would help them. Ying looked at her brother and could tell he was feeling the same way.

"Thanks for your help." Yang said.

Lucien looked at the twins and then to the dead body. Wondering if what he did was right the prince stared at the lifeless form on the ground. If not disposed of properly that body would be an easy puppet for a Necromancer. Thinking about this for a moment, Lucien inored that fact. "No need to thank me." No need to thank me because I just killed a man. That probably wasn't the smartest thing to do. Ah, well, I'll think of a reason why, as usual. As these thoughts ran through Lucien head the prince angrily chased them back out. It wasn't good for his temper if those thoughts were going to be present, and being angry wasn't going to help anything. "I'm amazed they all didn't gang up on me after I took out one of their friends." This was mumbled, barely understandable, a useless comment that wasn't really supposed to leave his mind.

Yang shrugged in answer to the guys question. "They were scared. Revenge was the last thing on their minds."

Ying looked at Lucien curiously. "Is something the matter?" After a while she jumped up into a tree. As cute as the guy was, she was getting a little impatient. He really didn't seem much into talking, which meant she would have nothing to do. Just my luck. I find someone like you. She said telepathically to her brother in an annoyed tone.

Yang held back a laugh.

Ying rolled her eyes. "Boys..." she muttered to herself.

Lucien looked to Yang, listened to his words, and then looked to Ying. Raising an eyebrow he looked to the body again. Perhaps he should dispose of it. Nah, some animal would probably come along and eat it. Thinking for a moment he answered Ying's question. "There's nothing wrong; I just like to get lost in my thoughts. I think too much." Lucien looked back to the girl, then to her brother. Smiling alf-heartedly he waited for someone to say something, and if no one did he'd just have to switch to a human and begin babbling away.

Ying hung upside down from the tree. " I hope you find yourself. Getting lost in your mind is no fun at all." She said in a teasing voice.

Yang shook his head. "Don't mind her. She just likes talking and gets impatient when everyone else isn't a chatter box like her."

Ying stuck her tongue out at her brother. "Its not like there is anything better to do."

Lucien was intently staring a figure in the distance, listening to the siblings have a brief disagreement. "Talking isn't always the best thing to be doing. Planning fills in some of the time slots. Talking is a substitute and a good way to pass time though. Patience is key to a lot of things, and silence is golden..." The human had become dominant again, making Lucien want to talk and never shut up. Now he'd be able to babble on about random things forever.

Ying came down from the tree. " Look at you suddenly becoming philosophical." She giggled.

Yang nodded his agreement. He enjoyed a lot of silence and unlike his sister didn't need to talk for entertainment.

"I'm curious what is your favorite food?" Ying asked Lucien. It seemed like a random question. But Ying found that often little things like what the person likes to eat or what they like to do, reveled the most about them.

Lucien smiled at Ying as she commented on his becoming philosophical. He admired her word choice. After being asked about his favorite food, the prince had to think for a moment. "Although I normally do eat everything that is shoved in my face, I do have a preferred food. Grilled cheese and tomato soup would probably have to be my favorite." Thinking for another short moment, Lucien decided to speak more. "What's your favorite food?" Might as well just keep the conversation going, right?

Ying nodded at his food choice."Simple and different. Yet very popular. An odd combination both food wise and personality wise." Ying smiled. "Mine is candy. Sweet, well liked, and comes in many flavors." She looked at Yang. "You haven't told me yours yet."

"Yeah i don't feel like having my personality analyzed based on my food preference."

Lucien looked at the two and his smile widened, a laugh escaping when Yang commented on the subject. "I guess I just don't understand how someone can determine what your personality is just by knowing their favorite food. Then again, I can see how Candy suits your personality, Ying." Lucien shrugged as he said this, a half smile locked into place. Why he was in a good mood he couldn't tell, but he was enjoying it all the same.