A private Role play by Silverbeam and Lady Chello
A reverse role fairy tale set in modern day times. Please no posting! if you would like to comment please send either one of us a PM.

Characters:

THE KNIGHT:

Doll Form:


Outfit: the SOOM emporium (Except with ice crystal jewels and the blade resembles ice)
Original Form: (same but obviously not a doll ;) )
Name: Orin Keepton
Nick Name: the Winter Knight
Age: ...lost count
Height: 5'11"
Job: Noblemen, and knight and body guard to Prince
Family background: Orin was born to the noblemens family of Keepton. Their keep was in the icy mountain path, and is fairly isolated except for the swarm summer months. Familiar with the ice and cold, their family trained in the art of ice elementary smiting. Creating magical ice weapons as hard and durable as steal. A small family and keep, their were only 8 people living who lived and worked at the mountain keep. His Mother, Father and Grandfather as well as an Uncle and his wife, and a Maid and her young son who worked in the families special smithy.

When Orin was 11 when a tragedy occurred, A huge mountain troll attacked the keep killing his parents. Orin was never a very loud or emotional boy but when he never seemed to speak or do much besides the work at the keep his Grandfather sent him to serve and live in the Castle in hopes that he would fair better there.

Back story: Orin quickly grew skillful as a knight at the Kings Court. A necessity as creatures of the dark plagued the kingdom and it's people Something he delved into with his personal loss. As he became more skilled he quite often found himself the companion to the Prince who rather liked to rush head first into danger even at a young age. At some point Lady scarlet began to be included into the small group. Still It was hard for Orin to really open up like the others and his solemn nature along with his iceblade led to Scarlet giving him the nickname of the Winter Knight.

As they grew their skills and teamwork became legendary and the kingdom finally started to fear less of the creatures that attacked. Unfortunately the trio also grew lax. Foolishly Prince and Orin took on a beast by themselves, not thinking they should call for back up and wait for lady scarlet to arrive. The creature was cunning and tricked Orin, and by Orin's own hands he mortally wounded his Prince Just as Scarlet entered the scene. In shock of his deed Orin could not explain what had truly happened and Lady scarlet took the dieing prince away. time passed and whispers of forbidden sorcery reached the ears of the King. Fearing for the only other person he might have called friend he went to Scarlet to discover the truth. The truth was too horrible as he saw what she was trying to do to the prince his attempt to stop her led to him being cursed into the form of a cold and lifeless doll.

For a long time he could not see or hear or move. After some time he gained some of his senses, and he could only look on throughout the years, his thoughts and feelings buried as he turned more like the winter and ice of his boyhood home.



THE PRINCE:

Doll Form:


Modern Day Form:


Name: Prince= Toren Modern= MasahikoTsugetsen
Age: 19(modern) 23 (prince)
Height: 5'4" (modern) 6'1" (prince)
Job: Lock pick and security specialist, basically he can get you into anywhere.
Family: Prince past= Son of the king and heir to the throne. Loving parents and two very young twin sisters.
Modern=Most of the family is involved with government, from cops to politicians. A middle child of three, mostly goes unnoticed except as a marriage advantage proposal.
Back story:
Prince Past= He was trained since young in the ideals of knighthood which led to his bad tendency to leap first into danger to serve his people. When Orin came to live at the castle he could not understand the quiet nature and curiosity turned to friendship even if Orin was clueless about it. He also became friends and eventually lovers with the Lady Scarlet. He always loved to see her turn a spell and the way she could fight and protect alongside him and Orin. He felt a kinship to her as both of them had power and were trying to do good with it, him with being heir to the throne and her with her gift of magic. He would confide in her like he could to no one else when fears of becoming king and responsibility laid heavy upon his mind.
Modern day= its as if the positive attitude, curiosity and good nature of the prince was reborn. With a family of corrupt political and government members, it's a wonder his spirit has never broken. He does seem a bit kiddish but he is strong and quick when he needs to be if only to escape his family for a few moments.

Zora Selene Rothman

Thief Name: Shifter

Age:24
Height: 5'6
weight: No one's business just ask.
Job: Model and spokes woman for her families business. In her down time she lives a double life of crime like the rest of her family. Her family has strong political ties witch gives them access to many off limit areas for most crooks. Her family are well known in the crime world for their heist and talent. In the real world her family is above reproach by most governments. Her family has information on most political leaders giving them immunity if they should every need it.

Bio: Zora is the youngest of her siblings. However her sweet face is just a pretty mask just ask her brothers. Unlike her brothers Zora is only used for special missions. Her father sends her on important missions that the other members of the family couldn't succeed in doing. Zora has had combat training and is deadly with anything in her hand. However it's her speed and cunning that makes her such a asset to her family.

Zora sets herself apart from the other members with her ablility to changer her appearance almost instantaneously. Unlike most in her profession her thief appearance is a night and day difference from her normal appearance. The dramatic difference has earned her the name, "Shifter" among the inner circles of the crime syndicate. However her name is just whispers as she likes to keep it. Zora is used mainly for her pretty looks to take things right under people's nose's. It also helps she can be quit captivating with her words when she chooses to be.

Zora up to this point in her life has really enjoyed her double life. However she does wonder at times if it's worth all the pain and danger. Unlike her older sister Zora can't see herself marring another criminal and staying in the family business. She would like a reason to change who she is. She would like something more than her double empty life.

Madam Scarlet

Lady Scarlet: Sorceress of the Forbidden Arts

Age: timeless just ask her.
Height: 5'7
Weight: Not important if you ask her.

Powers: Scarlet hasn't changed in the many years she had roamed the earth. She has the powers of the dark arts and knows how to use them to her full advantage.
Her true power is unknown all her former enemies have simply vanished. Any with any knowledge of the wicked women just simple vanish and are never heard from again.

Bio: Scarlet has adapted to the new age quit well. She has embraced the change even changing her own appearance. Unlike in her day she finds many people here willing to do her bidding for her for the right price of course. Over the years she has gain a reputation as being quit the lady.

She has built a multimillion dollar makeup franchise in the past few years. This success had made her a woman of notoriety in all the right circles. It also doesn't help she has political ties in Russia and Japan. However her rein has been lonely with no one to share it with. As the eclipse nears it peak in a few short months her need to acquire her, "old friends" grows with intensity. She has been successful in collecting all her ,"old friends" except one who has managed to elude her up to this point.

Scarlet knows where the cursed doll is, however she isn't permitted to touch it. For her spell to work right the doll has to grow attached to the one person compatible, with the soul trapped with in it before it is of any use to her. She has tapped into her full power to try and find someone compatible with the doll with no luck, until a few months ago when she met a beautiful young Thief.


The woman had been at her home for a exclusive party. The young woman had passed near Scarlet's locked office when a glow came from it. Of course the young woman hadn't seen it only Scarlet had as she stood in her office. The glow came form on of the statues inside her office. In truth if was the enchanted body of the curse soul. This set Scarlet's plan into motion as she sought the help of the young woman. Poor girl has no idea what she's getting into.

Was it really okay for him to come here? He looked around the lobby of the museum he currently was standing in. He had to practically dance in place as the throngs of the crowds made it hard to stay still in one place. Normally he wasn't one for crowds, but he had only been able to avoid his Mother for so long. She had gone off this morning about some suitable marriage proposal and then had him get dressed into some itchy stylish and most likely very expensive, clothes and then chauffeured to the biggest Museum of all of Japan. It was to be the destination to his blind date in the newest attempt to gain more connections to the family. Apparently she had some business here and knowing his family he wondered just what kind of business this girl or rather "Fiance" in his mother's mind, would be up to.
He wandered over to grab a pamphlet sticking near the entrance. The museum was pretty packed and the special exhibit could only be why. leafing through the pamphlet He wasn't sure if he was intrigued or confused. Apparently they had some dolls on loan for the week. They looked really flashy and expensive done up like knights and fantasy characters. They were said to be really old so perhaps that was part of the fuss. Of course he could always do some personal research while he was here, he heard they had updated a lot of security systems for the exhibit and perhaps they had used the XG-lockhard security grid which he would love to check out, but of course it would be a little hard with guards and crowds to take a close look but..... His mind drifted off and he forgetting everything else....



Movement, light, sound. He slowly felt some of the fog lighten as his thoughts and senses began to awaken as unfamiliarity started to pour in. Something seem to be pulling at him. He wasn't sure what it was, but it felt like it had been a long time since he last had any level of being awake. Their were strange sounds and lights. Everything seemed different. Light and shapes pierced the cold stillness of his mind as he looked through his crystal glass eyes for the first time in over a decade. If he could blink he would have the light was bright, as small orbs of light beamed at him from what seemed like all directions. Their also seemed to be a glass wall all around him and as he focused tall figures surrounded him from beyond. Murmurs somehow sounded into his mind, His ears were cold sculpted clay, it wasn't as if they actual could hear, the same as his cold blue eyes, for they were glass and could not actually see. But such was his curse, a body that was not meant to live, but only to resemble life. It had been many years since he last was attuned to the world around him, and even more since it was this clear. The shapes of figures began to sharpen and details and colors, became recognizable. He mentally grimaced trying to push away the light and the world around him, he just wanted to sleep, let the darkness take him away, for then their was no memories, no emotion, no past to haunt him.

Zora had spend hours getting herself ready for her mission. Only in the last moments to be bombarded with a sudden announcement of a date. The news had threw her for a loop as she stared in horror at her family. She had no intent of marring another criminal or for anything less than love. Not only had they agreed to the date on her behave but apparently marriage. In all honestly she had plan to carry through with the preposterous idea. She was twenty four and if they push she would simply leave. She had her own secret apartment anyhow and honestly didn't need their money. She had made enough on her own as a model. The new ruined her mood and her attire she had planned to wear. Apparently her family felt she should dress up like her run way model self to meet her date.

Zora walked to her large walk in closet and came back out in a breathtaking from fitting black leather body suit. She wore a black leather jacket with blue accents on it that matched her hair. There was a blue fox print on the back of the jacket. She worse a blue belt with a large silver fox on it. Going down the side of her suit each side was a blue strip. She looked more like a biker as she slid into her knee high boots that matched her outfit. She wore her hair back in her signature lose pony tail with her brad going down it. Lastly she put on her silver fox necklace and her matching earrings that matched. The outfit had been a gift from a designer friend in celebration of the spy movie she had landed. The director had seen her work and thought she would make a perfect spy for his movie. Of course she was just one of two ladies in the movie. Her code name was Agent Fox. She would have liked the move if it wasn't about her life already. Her girl was living a double life, model by day and spy by night. As the director had said she was made for the part. That line had made her laugh as she heard the man tell her that. Sadly he didn't know how true it was.


Zora stared at herself in the mirror as she let out a sigh. At least if she went like this she was sure to get access to the dolls. Her reputation as a model and now a actress came in handy when she needed to scope a heist area. Today she would just scope tonight she would take. Zora finally arrived at the crowed museum a little while later. She wore black shades as people turned noticing her entrance. She smiled warmly as many started pulling out their phones for pictures. It did get old the fame the pictures the strange fan boys. Though it was part of her cover. She tried not to giggle seeing some of the men getting slapped by their women. The museum curator was quick to greet her. The man bowed out of respect and she bowed back.

Zora took the man's arm her hands still covered in her black leather gloves. The man lead her to where the dolls where housed. He slowly parted a few visitors so she could view the dolls. The man seemed to be beside himself as he started telling her the history of the dolls. She had to admit it was fascinating the craftsmanship of the dolls. She finally let them man's arm go as he excused himself being called away for a meeting. She just smiled as she gazed more intensely at the dolls. The one that her client wanted was center stage. Of all the dolls he seemed to be the most life like. He honestly was beautiful to stare at. She could understand why the women wanted him. However she really wasn't sure why the women was going through so much trouble.

Her attention turned as she remembered she was here to meet her ,"date." She looked around honestly not sure what he would look like. Her parents didn't tell her anything to look for. She let out a breath as she removed her sunglasses to get a better look. "Great how am I suppose to find MasahikoTsugetsen." She said out loud without thinking.


Scarlet sat in her office as she just grinned. She watched the scene unfold at the museum and was happy with it for now. At least the young woman had made it there and saw the doll she wanted. She had complete faith the young woman would do the task she asked. The young woman had dedication to her job and seemed to have a amazing work ethic. If it was a different time and age Scarlet herself might have befriended the young woman. There was something almost magical about the young woman. The young girl seemed to have a way with words. She was able to enchant others with simply her words. Though Scarlet could see it was more than that. The young woman's appearance was part of it. It reminded Scarlet of a young her before her world had ended.

Scarlet's eyes shifted to the glowing statue in her office as she just laughed bitterly at it. "Oh dear, Orin are you awaking after so long? " She said as she just laughed. "Poor fool your going to awake in time to wish you had never woke. By the time you realize what is up my sleeves it will be to late for you my dear, and your little lady friend. I have big plans for you two. I think I'll keep her as a pet, even though she is meant to be yours. I can't hold that against her she doesn't know you well enough yet. Besides with her looks I'll be sure to stay on top in this world. " The woman said as she just laughed enjoying her own dark thoughts as she plotted their demise.

Orin did his best to ignore his surroundings, If he could fold his arms and turn around he would. While thinking that he could almost feel the tension of the string in his arms tighten. They had put him on some kind of stand and even posed him dramatically. His feet apart and crouched leaning forward his sword out like it was sweeping across to attack some invisible enemy. He was dressed and attired exactly the same since the day he had become this. His sword had even been shrunk to fit the size he was now. He wished he could roll his eyes when a little girl in front of him had squealed loudly getting excited at the huge dolly. Huge? For a doll maybe? But what he once 1/3 the size he used to be, Just under feet at this point. He was larger then the others. a few of them were here with him. None of the people that were turned into dolls before him had ever shown any signs of life, he could feel nothing from them. He wondered if he just couldn't tell they were there or if they had been killed in the process and all that was left was a perfect doll replica. He wondered how long it would be before he would be able to drift back into the darkness. He didn't care for being on display like this. He much rather-ed being in the care of private collectors. As if to add insult to injury at some point some guards and an assistant had come and brushed his hair, He swore he felt like he was blushing, he could feel the heat in his cheeks. Must just be all the lights though. The assistant had come and talked about his past as a doll. Like they knew anything, only that he had been handed down from collector and museum for generations. Things like the jewels in his clothing were worth such and such and the craftsmanship was exacting for the size and had perfect detail. The stitches were super tiny and how it most have taken weeks of care to attach all the many fine strands of real hair to his head. He wish he could leave, no women should be playing with his hair in real life or as a doll.

Once the lecture was over, the assistant and guard left, his hair supposedly immaculate now, and the glass box around him put back over him by the guards.

The crowds seem to lighten up for a while, and he almost felt like he was beginning to drift a little back toward the darkness when a huge shock went through his doll body. If he wasn't help up by the stand he was sure eh would have toppled over. He had never felt anything like it before. what had just happened. Noise came from the entry way of the room, a crowd pushed by and people parted to let someone in in front of his display stand.

A beautiful woman stood before him, she stood next to someone dressed similar to the assistant that had brushed his hair, but he had no eyes for him as he gazed upon the woman. He felt like it should be the other way around, her image sculpted to perfection and displayed by a master artisan, while he himself in all of his finery was a poor second choice. He liked the way she smiled, at least it seemed like she had smiled when she looked at him. the man next to her started the same history lesson that the assistant earlier had given and he thought he felt the corner of one side of his lips tighten in annoyance. Was it possible he was gaining movement if any? what would he do with movement though, he was a doll, not flesh and bone, he was a murderer, and all that he once had was gone lost in time. A single tiny tear formed at the corner of his eye, hiding there like a spec of gloss the light reflected.



Masahiko glanced at his watch. It was getting later in the afternoon and he was just now realizing he had no clue as to what the girl looked like. He groaned and put his head in his hands getting a few awkward looks and he tried to figure out what to do. He could call his mom and ask, but she would likely throw a fit that things weren't going smoothly and show up herself making things worse. He had her name, but no last name so he couldn't look her up on his phone. Well he would have to just charge ahead and search the museum, for what, some kind of sign? Whatever he would figure it out, and if not he could at least look at some nice locks and security systems. He worked his way toward the main exhibit hall, looking at things as they captured his interest...usually the same cases as little boys had glued their eyes on. What boy of any age doesn't appreciate a cool katana? He worked his way to the main exhibit getting next to the main piece. For a doll it was pretty sweet. Large and really lifelike. he was clearly a warrior but out of some strange fairytale with all the leather and strange looking sword. Was it glass? It looked almost like ice. He got in closer looking at the dolls face, their was something about it that was eerily familiar. Something from one of his repeating dreams he had while growing up. something about ice, ans strange monster, and a women that was so beautiful.... Thinking about his dreams he barely noticed when a museum employee pushed him aside to steer some lady into the prime viewing spot right besides him. He half listened as he trailed on about the doll. The interesting locks had captured his attention, that was until he heard his name.

"Yes?" he asked turning to the Lady next to him who had apparently said his name. He thought his eyes were about to pop out. the lady was was not ordinary lady but the super model and actress Zora. When had that happened. She was dressed in some killer leather that hung tightly to her skin as if oil had been drizzled all over her. Personally he just thought the fox motif she had going on throughout the outfit was cool.

Zora turned as she heard the guy near her speak up. She smiled as she blushed slightly from embarrassment. She gave him a polite bow before speaking. " I'm sorry, I'm the person your suppose to meet here. My parents failed to tell me any details on what you would be wearing or what I should wear. I'm Zora it's a pleasure to meet you." She said calmly as she smiled at him. She was honestly amazed with his physical feathers. He was very handsome for anyone's standards. However the beautiful doll seemed to call her attention again. She gazed at the doll as she felt almost sorry for it. She narrowed her eyes as she thought she had saw a tear form. She blinked her eyes as she stared at the poor doll. "If I was doll I wouldn't want people to stare at me all day. " She said softly. As she turned slowly her gaze not really wanting to leave the doll. There was something about it that seemed to captivate her.

She smiled warmly once again as looked MasahikoTsugetsen over once more. " I don't think this was your choice either I gather? Not that I mean to offend you. You are a very handsome gentleman. Besides most guys wouldn't take a girl on a blind date to the museum. " She said softly as she just smiled at him. "My parents said you are quiet the computer tech. Apparently your one of the best." She said meaning what she said. Her parents had raved about his skills though she was sure it was more for their own use. Her eyes moved around the room swiftly as she gathered the information she needed. This wasn't going to be a easy job that was for sure. However she did have the curator's badge and finger print witch would help. She had made sure to retrieved it while the man had so willingly escorted her in.

There was no need for her to fight security now that she had his access badge and fingerprint. She also had got a great look at him. Tonight she'd go through the front door as him. She had noticed he guard leaving when they had entered with the other head of the museum. Apparently if things got to bad she could always use him to open the case. Though she wondered how friendly the museum curator would be? She wondered if he would give her a privet showing of the doll. If he would give her that she could switch the doll with a replica that the strange woman had somehow managed to make. The replica look just like the real one. Though Zora had notice that it didn't seem as life like as the real one. She was sure normal people wouldn't notice it.


She felt really awkward just standing there with him. Her attention turned back to the beautiful doll. She couldn't help but smile at it softly as she gazed into it's life like eyes. Those eyes looked full of sadness and made her feel sorry for the poor doll all over again. There wasn't really anything for her and Masahiko to talk about. He was handsome but so where many other guys. She could see there wasn't a real connection or chemistry. She felt more attraction from the doll than him. She felt bad thinking that however it was true. For some reason she couldn't stop staring at it. The doll was very different from the others and she couldn't figure out why.

"uh yeah, "Hajimemashite, I'm MasahikoTsugetsen" he gave a polite bow as he introduced himself. He smiled blushing a little and rubbed the side of his face, a strange habit he had started whenever he was a little nervous. It was somehow strange how some actions he would do randomly and yet he felt like he had been doing them a long time, like it was second nature to him.

"Uh don't worry about it, they forget to tell me who I was meeting as well, so I am glad we were able to find each other. I'm sorry to have my parents trouble you like this. But the museum isn't bad the doll is actually kinda cool. Seems somehow nostalgic to me for some reason. I dunno there is just something about him isn't there? like a connection or something..." he trailed of his words muttering as he turned to look at the doll again. The museum was starting to grow a bit more quiet as closing hours was nearing.

He almost missed her other question as he stared at the doll, it seemed almost like he was crying, his eyes seem a bit on the glossy side.

"ah sorry, uhm yeah, well you know with our families you have to be useful. I rather like working with that sort fo things, their kinda like doing a puzzle. I dunno why, I really enjoy puzzles. For example the system here is pretty unique The doll doesn't need a sword when you got security like that." His eyes got a little wide and he leaned in closer to her. "Wait are you here for uhm...buisness?" He asked her trying not to be conspicuous.


Orin was still trying to get over the girl when he finally noticed the young man that had been looking at him for several minutes. Another shock wave seemed tremor throughout his cords that strung him together. This one was fainter but somehow warm and comforting. Still it was hard to take his attention off the girl who seemed to pull at him somehow. The man was eerily familiar, something about him just reminded him of something, but he couldn't place it, not with the girl distracting him so. He gave in and focused on the woman and wondered why these two seemed to make him feel a tiny bit alive?

Zora looked up as she gave him a devilish grin before laughing. "Ah, you have just met me and you know me far to well." She said as turned seeing most of the area already cleared. She looked to Masahiko as she gently took his arm. "Come love I think we are going to salvage this date after all. You like puzzles and I like thrills. Tonight we may both win. " She said as she turned staring back at the doll. "Don't worry we aren't leaving you for long." She said softly at a bare whisper. She smiled as she let go of Masahiko's arm. She headed out the door along with the last of the visitors. She walked about half a block to a government marked car her parents had acquired a few months back.


She pulled out a set of keys as she open the back. She looked around making sure no unwanted visitors where around as she did so. The car had been parked in a forgotten parking garage. It was easy to see that there had been some damage t to the structure. However it looked completely abandon. She smiled as she saw the kits her family had placed in the back. Without hesitation she quickly changed her appearance. She went into the back of the car the black tenting and poor lighting making it imposable to see her. When she stepped out it looked like the creator himself. She even had his badge on the replica of his suit. She smiled at herself in the dim reflection of the side mirrors. She really had outdone herself on this heist. She looked to the open trunk as she watched a screen with a red dot on it. The curator was preparing for leaving.

She had detailed blueprints of all the new security and the old building. She had honestly done her homework for this one as all her others. In her suit she hide a array of weapons and gadgets. She was happy the man was larger than her. She smiled as she saw the black bag the strange woman had given her. She slowly pulled it from the trunk and unzipped the bag relieving the replica doll. "Show time for you little doll." She said as she open the jacket to her suit reveling a secret compartment in it. She gently slipped the doll in it and closed her suit back up.

He blushed slightly as she took his arm, connection or not, she was still hot. He almost didn't want to leave the doll as he was growing weirdly attached to it. He waved a little bye to it as he was led out of the museum toward a car, whistling as they stepped into the back of the van. Tactical teams and spy movies had nothing on the gear that was stored here. he happily grabbed a computer from the back and investigated the security and systems installed at the museum. Every now and then he would glimpse back as he watched the crazy transition that was happening as the once super model turned into a blob of the museum curator.

"that is super crazy, I watched it and I still can't believe that is really you. You are truly awesome at that." Masahiko checked once more that all the needed hacking software was uploaded to his smart phone and clipped the phone onto his built.

"Well I am ready too. I'm happy I can come along on your work, I have been dieing to take a crack at some of the systems they have here. Oh wow is that a replica of the doll? You really are prepared." He scooted over to her taking a look at the doll before she stashed it away.

"It looks the same but somehow not? Does that make any sense. Like I dunno I don't think their is anything wrong with it, don't get me wrong its just...." he shrugged. the fake was lifeless while the other had seemed to have some kind of spark. Was he really this interested in a doll?

Zora kept tabs on Masahiko as she watched him honestly fascinated with how fast he was. She honestly hadn't seen someone with his skills in a long time she was highly impressed with him. "I could really get use to someone like you on my team." She said as she nodded hearing him. "Believe it or not I feel the same way about the doll. However honestly I don't like this heist. Either one of our families could have asked for a privet viewing and got it then. Even the client requesting this doll has political strings. It doesn't sit well with me. I normally wouldn't go through this much trouble with appearances. However I felt it was best to cover my...our rears. That is why I picked up the man's badge and timed my arrival so he would be there to greet me. " She said as she looked to Masahiko. "I have been studying every employee's routine for two weeks now. Just because this seems really stupid to have me do. I'm not saying this is beneath me and my skills. However it is honestly stupid with the power the client has. If they wanted it they could take it by now. What really creeps me out is how spot on the client managed to get the replica. There are no flaws in it even down to it's hair and the materials used. I had it tested by the lab who manged to get the test results of the original one somehow. The two match perfectly down to the atomic level. Honestly there is something wrong there for it to be that perfect of a match. In every copy there is a slight deviant. But in this one there isn't. It's like this one was made at the same time but I thought that was impossible." She said as she locked the van up. She pulled out a side arm handing it to Masahiko.

" If you haven't used one of these just aim and shoot. You'll learn fast if your holding it wrong. Pain is a great teacher. I don't for see us having issues but encase I want you prepared. " She said simply as she pulled out a set of throwing knifes and stars for herself. She open the suit as she placed the weapons away for safe keeping. "You are the computer expert here. How should we proceed? " She asked looking at him and smiling softly. She wasn't trying to come off as rude, honestly this heist wasn't setting well with her. She wanted to get this job over with as fast as they could. The client Lady Scarlet had more money and power than most she could have easily already had the doll by now. If this was a test of some short Zora wasn't really happy with it. She smiled though honestly enjoying the view. Even if she didn't feel chemistry with Masahiko he was still very handsome. Though her mind wondered back to the doll. It seemed so sad and alive.


"Masahiko I'm not perfect so you know. I have studied the plans of this place and the people. But you should know I'm more of a sneak in and out. My brothers are better at these kind of missions. There is a chance our inlet could be wrong. I promise that I will do everything to keep us both safe and out of jail. I couldn't get my normal contacts to help. " She finally admitting her failure to him. She didn't like admitting she wasn't good however he needed to know there was a slight chance their intel could be wrong. "I hope I can move in this suit. " Zora said as she tried to walk around in it. After a few moments she changed her mind about the suit. "Please hold on if you don't mind. " She said as she walked back into the Van. She tried to quickly change out of the costume. It took her a little time to change into her normal Thief attire. She looked like a ninja of shorts as she emerged from the van.


She held the replica doll in her arms for a moment before unzipping a black bag and placing it in it. She then strapped the bag to her back as she looked to Masahiko. "The suit was a bad fit. We still have the curators ID card if we need it and his finger print. I guess our hope now to get in and out without notice is up to you. If we hurry they are going to move the doll tonight for cleaning and inspection. That is on the upper level we could switch it before that time. However this means I'm relying on you to get me in and out before anyone notices. " She said feeling better she was in her own skin. Zora stretched as she walked about the old parking garage for a moment.

Masahiko shrugged, going out on jobs like this was what their families did, Usually without being nice about it, at least with his family. It was nice to be asked to go along with a heist then to just get thrown in to a mess and told to fix it.

"Well at least Mother can't complain about the date if we pull off the job, and it's nice to be asked for once, so...." He shrugged again. He pulled out a small tablet that had the layout of the museum, or really the layout of the security systems. Luckily most of the security was old so he had it on file, only the security for the dolls themselves were new. That would be the tricky part.

It was a little odd to hear about the client. Was this some kind of set up? Maybe the date wasn't really supposed to be a match up for marriage but something put together by their families and this client.

"hmm that is odd about the client. Maybe our families are trying to prove something. Putting on a show or something for your client. Heck I could see them boasting to each other about how great they are and then we are the ones who have to back all that high talk up. It makes mores sense then the marriage proposal anyway. I mean not that you aren't great, you really are but uhm, as for connections and uhm things it doesn't make as much sense or something." He groaned inwardly, he hoped he hadn't put his foot in his mouth, please don't piss off the hot dangerous thief lady, who is, oh gad is that a gun! He flinched, but she just merely passed it over to him.

"Uhm A gun... I will do my best so that it isn't needed, uhm, usually it others that do that part." He held the gun gingerly not sure if he should just take it like he usually did to appease his family or give it back. He never liked the idea of shooting anyone on a job. They were innocents, and people of his country, it seemed so dishonorable. Not that he would ever say that out loud, his family would eat him alive if he ever admitted that.

He nodded when Zora talked about her concerns and about the suit.

"Yeah I could see how movement would be a bit restricting." As she went to change Masahiko started looking at the security rechecking the positions of the nightwatch, humans were really the only variable that he couldn't handle. When Zora came back out he grinned.

"Nice, very ninja like." Grinning like a kid he was really interesting to watch her work, he bet she could seriously kick butt.

"It should be possible to get in and out without being seen. Their are a few night guards, but only two that are really in the way. Were going to knock them out right? Other then that I have my software in place and already hacked into the main system. The dolls are on a separate second system, but I should be able to deal with it when we get in. I was able to confirm what security systems they were using and locks when we were at the exhibit earlier."He pulled over the tablet to show her where the two guards he was concerned with and pointed them out as he spoke. Then pointed to the side. this window would be a good spot to get in, I should be able to pick the lock and I already disabled the alarms for the outer windows on this floor. It is about ten feet up though so maybe if you had rope or something? Or we can go through the back door but we would have to dance through more security as it is farther away from the exhibit... anyway let me know what you want to do, your the thief expert, I just handle the locks and security."

Zora turned as she heard him commit about her asking him to join her. He had a point their families weren't big on asking anything. Normally at least in her family she was told what to do and what was expected of her. She smiled her jacket color masking it though hearing him go on about their families boasting about this. It was true their families probably had boasted and now sent them to fulfill their outlandish promises. She just grinned hearing him speak about her. "Calm down Masahiko, I agree with you on this. You yourself are quit the catch. " She said as she took note of how he reacted about the gun she had offered him. "The gun is for your protection. You shouldn't need it because you have me. However I have been at this long enough to know when you work with other people there is a great chance for error. That is nothing against you. However there is a reason why Theifs don't normally work in teams. Someone always get caught soon or later. " She said as she looked to his tablet. She thought about their options as she took his needs into account before she spoke.

"The window sadly is out of the question. I can clear it but it's to open to public view. I don't know your limits and you don't look like the scaling type no offense. " She said as she looked at him hoping he wouldn't get to offended with her for saying that. " I'd say lets do the back door. There is a manhole opening just outside of this parking complex. If you looked to your left when we walk in it is right in the middle of the road turning into this place. I have mapped it and our exit rout is at the back of the museum behind a old guard shed. They use the shed now for garbage mainly and some storage of trivial items for up keep of the museum. " She said as she looked at his tablet again before looking at him. " Normally I'd just scale the wall get in and get out. However with you alone I need to take your needs into account. I need to get you in without getting you shot at. I think the safest idea is to take the back door. Also Lets pick you up a security uniform when we enter. " She said as a idea popped into her head as she gave him a slightly evil grin. "Or we could go through the front door with you as the museum curator. You fit the bill with your body build just need the suit to help plump you out. If we went through the front with you as the curator none of the security guards would question. Your voice closely matches his. Besides I save some of his speech today. With your skills you could use your phone and run a program to mask your voice as you spoke. I think there are some chips in the bag you could use to amplify the voice from your phone if you needed to. And you could simply say I was sent from the owner of the dolls to inspect them and to ensure their safety. It is not uncommon for owns to have their own security come in and view items. " She said as she thought about each plan. If she could get him in the suit and work on his face he could be a dead ringer for the man. However she wasn't sure if he would be up to it.

He leaned in looking over her shoulder as she pointed out the details in the different plans. He ran the facts and things she had said over in his mind. The idea of dressing up as the curator was odd, but if she could wear a fat suit and look passable, then it should work for him as well. At first the idea of looking like the guy was a bit well, yuck, but he didn't want to be showed up by Zora who had just done it a few minutes ago. Walking through the main entrance could work, there would be more cameras and only three guards as opposed to the back route which had four. The only problem would be if they got stopped by someone who was overly familiar with the curator and wanted to chat. Small talk and the like as long as he could act it thought, shouldn't be a problem.

"let me pull up my software and get your speech files. He did yammer on quite a bit when talking about the dolls, so if you got all of that then we should have a decent library of words." He grabbed the file from her and loaded it into his phones speech software. she had done a good job and while he would have liked a few more common phrases, it was enough to hopefully get them by.

"I'm not sure how well My acting skills are, but if you think this is our pest plan I am willing to give it a shot." He grinned and gave her a goofy salute to show he was willing to go.

Zora smiled as she watched him. She could tell he honestly wasn't to fond of the idea. However she really wasn't sure if there was a better one. If they went through the back door she would be having to knock out the guards. When they all came to all of them would figure something had happen. She let out a soft sigh not to happy with the plan. She preferred to work alone in all honesty. That way she could get in and out before anyone caught her. However she had asked him to join and she needed to think of a plan that would get the job done but keep both of them safe. She crossed her arms over her chest as she tried to think of a better plan. Right now that seemed to be their best best. She went back to the trunk as she stared at the red dot on her screen. The curator was still upstairs it looked like he was getting ready to leave.

Zora tried to go through the different plans as she looked back to Masahiko. " Can you cut the camera feed or put it on a feed back loop long enough for us to get in and out? I would rather not have my face on tape. My brothers can put camera feeds on feed back loops so it keeps playing the same image from before. I assume with your skill that should be ease for you. If we take the security camera's down I'm afraid it might alert someone.....I'm not sure with these people. You are my expert here what do you suggest? And please hurry our window is coming into view for doing this. If you want to take the back we can. I just the guards when they wake up are going to know something happen if they all wake up suddenly. If we could time it just right, going through the front door could work for us. The curator is getting ready to leave. We could just walk right in once he has left the area. If you don't like the plan then I need another one from you now. " She said as she shifted her eyes back to him. "If not go put the suit on and I'll help with the makeup.

"It is ready to go. I set it up so that before we cross paths with a camera it will turn on a loop just before, then go back to normal recording after. That way it will still get some of the accurate real time footage and be less noticeable to spot or determine later if anything happens. Also as a backup Once I have a pretty sick virus ready to go in case we need to destroy all the video footage for the entire week. It will be obvious that it is missing so it's only good if we need to really cover our tracks, but it should cover all the aspect s their. I also have the time stamps for any entries and exits on doors and key systems so when we use the badges or do anything that is recorded by the security system it will look normal. That being said I will go put on the suit so you can do whatever that needs done for the disguise and we can be ready to start the job." He grinned and jumped into the back of the Van. Now that things were rolling he felt oddly good. In fact he had the strong urge to just go in full steam ahead but years of experience kept him to his task. He grabbed the suit and slipped it on over his head, he felt like a child donning some weird armor ready to go to battle....to battle, something about a battle seemed to resonate within his mind. He felt a quick sharp pain that tingled thought his body like an electric shot. his vision turned red as he felt hot, the black as he felt cold and then as he started to settle his vision misted and shapes, light, sound started to fade back in. It wasn't however the Van.

Laughter was quickly stifled from not too far off, a boys was hushing another. a figure stepped in front of him tugging at something that weighed heave upon him.

"It might be still, a bit big my prince...." Silvery white hair and piercing blue eyes looked back at him. An older boy, that seemed familiar. His expression was monotone as he helped him try and adjust what seemed to be a large metal shirt...chain mail...that was obviously too big for him. Other boys seemed to be their as well standing in the daylight, with castle walls around them. Grand stair cases, tall arches leading to other buildings, the large square was mostly empty but for the area they were in, with what looked like targets and strange bits of gear. He looked back to the boy who was helping him and sighed.

"Did your father not tell you you can not go to battle until you fit thine armor my lord, it is best we continue to practice instead of attempting to sneak into the hunt once again." The boy helping him said, again with very little emotion in his voice and face. That face seemed familiar it reminded him of the doll they were about to steal, only younger, perhaps a face about 13 or 14 years. It was then that several men entered the courtyard. All dressed in armor, the man in the lead had gold filigree etched into his late, and a crown upon his head. a faint smile tugged t his lips as he made his way over.

"Out practicing with the other squires my son? For I am sure that thou Can not be thinking of trying vainly to seek entrance among my warriors yet again as you have been been bidded not as yet by your king hmmm? Besides Their is someone very important coming today that I need you to welcome in my place. The lady is waiting and...."

Lady, waiting...a girl was waiting, the words hit him and he snapped back, the grey walls of the stone turned to the metal grey of the van. He took a deep breath the images, sounds and smells? Did you smell in dreams? Faded and he looked down to his watch. Only a minute or two had passed but it had felt much longer. It was the first time he had one of his dreams when he was awake. Was he stressing out or something? he took another deep breath, making sure the outfit was ready and opening the door to let Zora know he was ready for her to come help with the last part of the disguise.

Scarlet now stood before the statue as she grinned at it. She held out her hands palms faced up as a red aura formed around Orin's statue. She just laughed knowing that Orin could hear her now. " Winter Knight are you awoke yet dreariest? Tired of your sleep now? You've been a really bad Knight hiding from me. " She said as she just grinned enjoying toying with him. "Orin...dearest we where once friends...or where we ever. You killed our Prince Orin. Where you that jealous of him? He adored you. " She said as she softly stroked the statues jawline. The red aura still around the statue as she looked at it full of hate and malice towards it. She spoke very clammily however it was easy to tell by her tone she meant what she said as she spoke to him. Her eyes locked on the statue's face as she did so. " Don't worry dreariest your end is at hand soon enough. Orin I'm going to make what I did to the others look like child's play when I'm done with you. Can you stop me this time Orin?" She said as a wicked grin rose on her lips the wicked gleam appearing back in her eyes again. " Orin there nothing you can do or say that will ever be a suitable penance for what you did. However I want you to know I'm going to make you suffer, like you have made me suffer everyday of my being. There will be no safe place for you to hide from me. I will destroy you. And I'm going to laugh the whole way as you fall and truly learn what suffering is. I'm going to enjoy this Orin more so than you. Hell have no furry like a women scorn. Enjoy yourself Orin while you can. Because I'm going to enjoy watching you fall. " She said as she erupted into evil laughter. She turned abruptly as she waved her hand across the statue the red aura fading from it. She was done toying with him for now as she stormed out of her office a evil grin on her lips her eyes gleaming with joy. It had been a long time since she had a reason to fight. Finally she had a cause again.

Scarlet beamed with joy as she left her home going to start the trouble she had promised. She was going to start with the doll owners now. She had bidded her time over the years. She had waited a long time for this day. Now that Orin was awake she was going to unleash her wrath on this world once more. This time she was starting with him and all those near him. He was going to regret the day he had every been born. Scarlet was going to ensure before she finished him,he would know what real pain was.

Zora looked up as she thought she heard Masahiko fall in the van. She had turned around once he was done talking with her to give him privacy as he changed. She shook her head as she figured he was just a little nervous and stressed. It wasn't like he had planned on doing the heist with her to start with. Besides the suit was a little bit of a pain to get in and out of. Zora said nothing once Masahiko let her know he was ready for her. She noticed that he didn't look quit right. However in her experience guys didn't like women who just butted into their own issues. As she worked on his cosmetics she thought about the men that where attracted to her. Most who dared to speak to her where arrogant male chauvinist jerks, who where no gentleman in any from of the word. They all felt they where the center of the universe and she was just their arm candy. The normal guys who where gentlemen wouldn't date her because of the pedestal they had sat her on. It had always confused her why men put her on a pedestal. She was normal girl like any other. If she wasn't a model she wondered if they would date her. Many just kept her as a friend because they told her multiple times she was out of their league and closer to a goddess than a real woman that any man could have. The lines honestly got old and made her wish many times she could escape her life. If she was lucky this would be her last heist. If she could escape she would settled down in the middle of no where on a beach in a small cottage near some forest. Maybe there she could just be the girl next door.

Zora was snapped from her thoughts as she looked at Masahiko. "Ok we are done." She said as she realized she had been working on the same spot most of the time. Her thoughts always depressed her now days. She figured it was just the double life and having to always pretend to be happy. Masahiko was a nice guy better than any of the others who had tried to date her in the past. However he still wasn't the one she had dreamed about. Her grandmother had told her tales of knights and she had believed in them. She had always hoped one day a knight would come save her. However in reality she wasn't a princess and this wasn't a fairytale it was her life.

Zora locked everything up once they where done. She headed to the ally way that lead to the main strip of road where the museum sat. She inched her way forward near the corner as she peered out from it looking both ways before appearing on the sidewalk. She was happy to see no one was around. She kept her place as she waited for Masahiko. Her mind drifted back to the doll again as she thought about him. If she had a knight she would want him to look just like the doll. The doll had a strange fierceness in it's eyes. He had a silent strength to him. For some reason he seemed to remind her of Winter. He was silent but powerful and always there. Though his eyes held just sadness it was easy to see that he had seen victory and apparently great loss. She shook her head as she snapped out of her thoughts hearing sounds. She looked around not seeing anyone figuring it must be Masahiko. She wondered if she was loosing her edge thinking of a doll as if he was a living person. The doll looked so real it was hard for her not see him that way. Her brothers would just laugh at her right now and poke fun at her. She couldn't fall for a guy but she could fall for a doll. Maybe it was just the fact the doll looked like the kind of man she would want if she was a normal girl. Apparently though her parents had other ideas for her. She hopped this was just a big ploy to impress the client like Masahiko had suggested. Zora looked over her shoulder hoping that Masahiko would come. She couldn't enter the bank without him and it was time to go to work.

Orin was unsure of what to make of the two as they spoke softly in front of him. For once feelings began to bubble up besides the usual guilt and torment he generally pushed down deep inside him. As they turned to go something in him wanted to call out. Never before had he wanted to speak since he was cursed. He thought he could feel the tension in the cord as he could hear the soft sounds of grinding as the ball joints slowly turned in his arm. A soft ping was heard as the sword dropped from his grip, clattering to the ground, it's glass like material chiming. Orin was stunned. He had truly moved, no doubt about it this time. Others would probably just say it was nothing, a bump to his pedestal or something, but he could now see his open reaching hand where once it had been a fist, grasping around the handle of his sword. He tried for the next hour or so to move again but this time his efforts were the same as all the years before as he stood a motionless doll.

AS if to add insult to injury he heard a familiar voice speaking within his mind, a voice he truly did not want to hear. Lady Scarlet's words dripped like venom, and covered him like hot tar. He stood silent as she heckled, taunted, and promised more despair upon him. What more could this fiendish lady do to him then what had already transpired. He was the cause of the death of his Lord, she the shame and cause of his curse. Had she not done enough? He would no longer have any hope for love or friendship, or even the feeling of human touch. He would sink back into darkness, back into the void, his punishment for his crimes, and his escape from his sorrows. He did not know why he had awoken, but given time he would fade back into the black, the likelihood he would ever see that lady, with her piercing eyes and smile... even if he wanted to, he was nothing but a doll, an artifact kept under glass for display. Just a doll.

Masahiko looked himself over in the mirror, he still couldn't believe how he had transformed. "It's like magic..." he said grinning to her, putting the mirror down and picked up his phone to check on the real curators status. "Okay looks like our time is up, curator number one is leaving so we can head in." He grinned taking her hand and bowed over it. "My lady if thou wouldst accompany to go and steal one good knight, I would be much obliged." He wasn't sure where the princely charm came from so he blushed at little and headed out of the van towards the museum, walking slow enough that it would be easy for her to catch up. Besides he had watched video of the guy while Zora had finished his make up and he was not a fast walker.

Now that the scheme was starting to unfold he was getting a little excited. That dream thing had shaken him a little, but he also felt invigorated and ready for action. Something he had not felt on his other jobs. He felt connected to this one, it wasn't just the difference with who but what. Maybe there was something with this meetup after all, at worst perhaps he could actually have a friend and she seemed nice, and she was definitely attractive Maybe there could even be something more. He had no clue, he never really had much luck with girls or been with girls in general. He pretty much was kept at home and told to hack this, or that or research this or don't shame us and show your face. Ugh his family was brutal, he really needed to find a way to get out of their reach, but with their political and under worldly connections, moving half way around the globe was no sure thing.

Zora just laughed as she heard him. She cut her eyes to him as she grinned enjoying his charm. " Are you ready to do this?" She asked wondering if Masahiko was alright. She was still a little worried about him. He really didn't look to good as she finished up his cosmetics. She kept quiet as she waited for him to respond though she couldn't help herself as she looked at him again. " I hope you know I have your back. I wont leave you and I'm counting on you. I do appreciate you offering to help me with this. If everything goes well I'll treat you to dinner if you like." She said as she tried to lighten the mood with him. Her eyes shifted to the museum before she looked back to him. "Mr. Curator shall we begin?" She said knowing that he would have to lead on this one. After all he was the one dressed like the curator.

This was going to be different for her. She was use to always taking lead on her missions. Though maybe it would be good for her to be support for once. It was honestly nice having someone else alone besides just herself. She had grown accustom to working alone and being told what to do and how to do it. This time however she had a partner and he seemed really kind. She like that about him he wasn't like most of the other people she knew in this life. If everything worked out she wouldn't mind getting to know him. Zora was excited but she was nervous as well. She knew this was a easy job but she worried regardless. She had never worked with another person and worried she might screw something up. She was use to getting in and out but with Masahiko he would make their decisions. She prayed that he would be ok and wouldn't freak out on her. The last thing she needed was a showdown in the museum.

Masahiko took in a deep calming breath and nodded, making sure he was calm and he had shaken off the weird daydream form earlier. Now was not the time to let his mind go crazy from what he could only think of was stress of the moment. He needed to focus, it wasn't just his neck but Zora's that would be in trouble if he didn't. That and dinner sounded nice, he wanted to interact more with her, especially not with work being involved. She surprised him and the fact that she was not cold hearted or otherwise messed up with the work she did and her families reputation.

"Alright, lets do this." He gave what he hoped was an encouraging smile and wrapped her arm around his to act as her escort just like the real curator had done earlier to Zora's Model version of her self. His heart beat got a little faster as they walked thought the front doors. A guard stood behind the automatic doors and recognizing the curator he nodded to Masahiko, unaware the man before him was fake. He tried to walk with authority as he walked past the guard. It must have worked well enough as the guard did not stop them, though he looked almost as if he was going to say something about the girl on his arm. He gave the guard as slight frown at the guards look in response, hoping that would discourage them. He continued walking tracing the route in his head, and secretly updating their position on his phone in his pocket, making sure the cameras were set to loop before they crossed their paths as they continued inward into the museum.

Zora kept up with Masahiko with ease as she tried her best to look snooty and cold. Most of the privet security had a low opinion of security guards in museums and malls. She kept her eyes forward as she didn't vary from the path that Masahiko set for them. She kept her arm interlocked with his as she had done earlier that day with the real curator. She had to admit Masahiko was doing a incredible job with this. She wondered why his family didn't appreciate the skills he did have. He had more skills than his family had let on. She wasn't sure honestly how he had fallen to such a low position in his family. Maybe this was why her family was wanting him. His own family didn't see his true potential. She hoped that her family would forget about him. He was a very nice guy and didn't need to be caught up in this life. She wished she wasn't caught up in it. However when you families are top crime families you honestly have no choice but to follow suit. Zora hoped that maybe at the least Masahiko could be a friend. It would be nice to have someone that asked instead of someone that told her everything. There was a reason she didn't work with the rest of her family. They where all controlling and rude to say the least.

Zora shifted her eyes slightly to look at Masahiko as they pasted a guard. She looked as unimpressed with the guard as she possibly could. Her eyes then shifted back to center as they walked. She had to admit it was nice having a partner and not one like their families would normally give them for a heist. She honestly wondered how Masahiko became part of his family. They had a reputation just like her own. However she really had never heard them speak of him. It was always everyone else in his family. Though her parents had been watching him apparently for a little while. Though in her families defense they watched everyone looking for new masters at their fields.


Zora felt her heart start to race as she saw the dolls face in her mind again. She shook her head as the dolls face vanished. She could see they where nearing the exhibit. Her heart started to race for some reason she wasn't sure why. All she could think about was the poor doll and that tear she could have sworn she saw. She kept calm as she held onto Masahiko arm a little tighter.

Away form guards for now, Masahiko gave a thumbs up to Zora and grinned. He pulled out his phone as they entered the room of the exhibit. He double checked the cameras status on his screen. All in the vicinity were set to loop so no eyes on what they were doing. He glimpsed over to where the dolls where sitting, a soft security light displayed the treasure within. Not as blinding as the ones earlier in the day , but enough for guards and security to see the wares in place. The knight looked amazing. the night lights had a soft bluish hue to them which suited him somehow. Masahiko wondered at the doll. It was posed slightly different then earlier, he no longer held his sword, but looked like he was stretching out , his hand stretched as if to call someone. He turned to Zora a little awe in his voice.

"Wow, he looks really cool like that...." he said softly, he paused forgetting for a moment why they were there. Shaking his head he had to pull himself back to the task at hand.

"I need to disable the security systems on the display case, and then you can make your switch. I can only do a short break in the security feed, so you will have to be fast with the switch okay?" He took out a small tool set and unscrewed a panel in the side of the case that was almost invisible it was so well fitted. He quickly went to work on a keypad punching away, and hooking in his phone with a USB cord he had in his kit. You wouldn't really have registered the very soft hum of the security system until it stopped, the silence even more hollow with it's absence. Next was a simple matter of actually picking the lock on the glass case. Ready he looked up to zora.

"Ready to make the switch? you get 5 seconds okay? Then I need to have this case closed again."


Orin could still faintly feel the tingle of sensation of when he stared at the women's eyes. IT was almost completely gone, it faded away with her footsteps, still a part of ti had not completely gone. like a faint stain that no amount of scrubbing could remove. He wondered if this was some other kind of torture, to feel even when he tried so hard to stifle his emotions. He sorta dozed after, doing his best to forget Scarlet's taunting as the building became quite, the lights dimming. He was wondering how long it would take him to fall back to his trues slumber when he felt something. Like the rising sun giving warmth it slowly gained in strength till at last two figures walked into the room, Oddly they were not the two he saw earlier, or they didn't quite look the same. The talkative large man that had been whit the women earlier, and a girl just as lovely as the first but with dark hair...and yet somehow it seemed like their was a connection, somehow it was the same. Those eyes seemed the same.

Zora's eyes winded again as she stared at the knight. She smiled softly as heard Masahiko commit about the doll. She looked up as she remembered they where here for a mission not to stare at the doll. Even though she felt strangely drawn to it still. She couldn't explain how but there was something about this doll. In all honesty she wished the doll was hers. If she had known about this doll she would have stolen him for herself if she couldn't have bought him. However she felt slightly guilty thinking of keeping the doll. The client was offering good money and her parents wouldn't approve of this. She herself couldn't approve of it either. As much as she honestly loved this doll it wasn't hers.

Zora quickly took her black bag from her back as she laid it on the floor and unzipped it. She left it open as she picked up the replica doll that the client had made. The doll still could not compare to the real one. At least not to her and apparently not Masahiko. She wondered why they where the only ones who seemed to see the life in the original doll. She stood right in front of the original doll as she stared into it's eyes. She held onto the replica doll as she posed it like she had seen earlier in the day. "Please forgive me, but I have a job to do. I promise to keep you safe till your new owner request your delivery." She said softly to the doll knowing it was slightly crazy to talk to a doll. But for some reason she felt the doll would understand what she was saying. " I wish you were my doll. No...I wish you where real." She said as she waited for Masahiko ready to make the switch when he was. She kept her eyes on the doll as regret filled her voice. " I am sorry for this. Maybe in a different life this wouldn't be our fate." She said as she positioned herself to make the switch quickly. " Let's do this and get out." She said to Masahiko her eyes still on the dolls.

"alright, then here we go..." Mashiko finished setting it up, then opened the glass case, watching as Zora made the switch, the dolls looked identical, but he still felt that the original was different somehow, though he could not for say what about it it was. He counted off the seconds voicing them aloud softly His eyes off his phone or he would have noticed an update that had detected someone entering the building.

The two were acting oddly, weir they thieves? they stood before his case talking softly, the curator messing a the base of his display pedestal. He had never been stolen that he was aware of before, At least if he was awake things were going to get a little interesting. The girls words seemed to confirm it and he wondered at her gentle words. He thought towards them, wishing they could hear his answer,

"I am real....."

Zora nodded her head hearing Mashiko. She readied herself as she waited on Mashiko to open the case. She quickly switched the two making sure the replica looked like the original. She helped put the glass back down on the case as she looked at Mashiko. "We did it." She said as her eyes shifted to the doll. She soft placed his sword back in his hand. She gazed into the dolls beautiful eyes as she smiled softly to herself. She felt at peace as she held the doll. For those moments holding it the world seemed to fade away. Nothing else seemed to mater as she stared into those piercing eyes. She softly caressed the doll with her hands as she gently fixed his hair and attire smiling at it fondly. She couldn't bring herself to but him down just yet. Though hearing voices made her look away from the doll. Zora came back to reality as she looked down at the doll. " I have to put you away now. I promise I will keep you safe." She said knowing a doll honestly wasn't alive. However she just felt like this one was for some reason. She couldn't explain it but the doll seemed more than just a doll. She gently placed the doll in the special bag. She gazed fondly down at to doll once more before zipping the bag and placing it on her back.


Her thoughts changed as she thoughts she heard voices below them again. The guards hadn't been near one another when they entered. She looked over at Mashiko wondering if he might know on his phone what was happening below them. " Once your done setting the security back can you check your phone please? I hear voices below us. None of the guards were close when we came in. I have a bad feeling about this. Just encase we need it can you cut the power to the main floors without causing any of the old security systems to send the place into lock down? I might be paranoid but safety first for us and them." She said as she wondered if their plan was in jeopardy. She scanned the room again as she looked for possible exits. Her eyes ended back on Mashiko as she knew throwing him out the window wasn't a option. Scaling a building wasn't for beginners. Though he did have the fat suit one it would to break his fall if he should slip. She thought as she shook her head scolding herself for such thoughts.


Zora reached inside of her jacket as she pulled out two smoke bombs. She hopped that Mashiko could just cut the power so they could just slip out unnoticed. However as she cut her eyes back to the hall way she noticed a fire alarm. Luckily for her it was a simple pull one. If she was right worst case they could pull it and sneak out the back door. Most of the guards where on the lower level and the front door was the better option. Though that was just as risky as going through and knocking the guards out. She let out a breath as she closed her eyes and tried to clear her mind. She could just be over thinking all of this. However she had a bad feeling about the voices below them.



Scarlet smiled as she greeted the Curator for the museum. She showed off the amazing artifacts she had deiced to donate to the museum. She had helped find a current archaeological marvel in the past week. It was amazing how gullible the current generations where. She had played her cards right and haired a desperate team of archaeologist to "discover" her old home. Or the castle of Prince Toren of course only allowing them to find what she wanted them to find there. The Museum curator had been more than kind to invite her to a privet viewing of her collection and his most prized one the dolls. He inspected the new pieces she brought and was amazed at the likeness of a few of the dolls that had been "found" there.


Scarlet herself could only grin as the man went on about the dolls. The fix perfectly in with the current dolls that where on display. And for some reason these dolls all had the uncanny appearance of the family who owned the current dolls on display. They man requested of course to have them tested and if found to be the same displayed with the other dolls. Scarlet was but of course happy to oblige with the man's wishes. The man kept telling her how rare of a find this must be. If they were real it did prove the families claim that they came from the bloodline of that time. Not much was known about Prince Toren or his kingdom however with the recent discoverers people's interest in it where being peaked again. Scarlet herself gazed down at the live less dolls as she laughed to herself on the inside. Foolish man had no idea those dolls where the entire family. She had gathered a few more souls for her plans. If the man kept on he would be next. However she wouldn't bother with a doll of him. No one wanted to see that man for eternity not even in doll form.

Scarlet felt her patience with the over sized curator growing thin as he rambled about the dolls and other items. Finally she spoke up reaching her thresh hold for his blabbering. " Are you going to make me and men stand here in the open like this or are you going to let us go inside? " She asked as the curator bowed and apologized for being absent minded. She followed him in along with her own men carrying the artifacts. "Don't doddle with the guards. You promised we could take my team's findings down to storage. And please I want to go there first." She said as she felt Orin still there. Though she could also feel the thief there as well. She grinned as she shifted her eyes to one of the guards. " I thought I saw a strange lite near the doll exhibit when I walked in. Could you be a dear and check it out? I would hate for such works of art to come under any danger wouldn't you." She said as she used her womanly wilds to win the guard over. She just grinned as she headed down to the museum's storage level in the basement with the curator.


Scarlet had noticed the look of the guards seeing the curator and knew this was going to be quit the pickle for her little thief friend. However she couldn't just let the girl have all the fun. After all she held a cursed doll maybe she needed to learn what cursed items have a tendency to do. That is to simply bring bad luck to any near it. To bad for the poor girl she had been destine to steal Orin. She was the only one who could and awaken him. Scarlet knew there was a slim chance the girl would get caught but honestly she had more faith in the young women. The young women had more to her than met the eye even if the woman herself didn't see it. Back in Scarlet's day a girl like that would have any man's heart she wanted. Not to mention a kings thanks. Not many could wield power much less acquire skills like the young woman had. It was honestly ashamed the woman was cursed to be with Orin. Though the young women didn't honestly strike her as the ice type. But stranger things had been known to happen.