OOC: It's just an idea right now, but what do you think would happen if Arcenis were to be kidnapped?

IC: Arcenis fixed the ground with an emotionless gaze as his mind drifted to Atlanta. Their problems were of the complete opposite nature. She couldn't stop herself from killing, and Arcenis couldn't bring himself to kill someone. It was only recently that he had willingly killed people, but that was because both he and Atlanta had convinced himself that it was for the best. He couldn't face his father and brother with hesitation. If he did, then he would falter, and they would strike him down. He had to be determined in his actions. He smiled to himself; Atlanta was already changing. "Are you going to collect the reward?" Arcenis asked curiously. He wasn't hoping towards a specific answer. He was only curious.

"I don't consider it a waste of time. I'm helping someone, aren't I?" Those were his words, but he was beginning to doubt that they were fully the truth. Sure, he was helping her for the purpose of helping her, but there was another reason as well. He wanted her to be free of her burden, to free her of her anguish. What was she to him?

OOC: Wonderful idea! Atlanta would go after him of course! I don't know entirely how she would respond - it would depend on when the kidnapping happened.

Atlanta cleaned the dirt off of her blades slowly, waiting until she had finished that, and pulled them back into her arms to answer Arcenis. "Reward?" she said quietly, almost as if it were a strange word to her. "I have never taken one... Before I escaped Kreme with my brother, my masters took blood money for my work. I never have. Spilling the lifeblood is all the reward I have ever wanted..." Atlanta glanced at her stained hands. "Up until recently that is. Now... I do not want blood or money. I want to repay the families of these people." Atlanta said, waving a hand in the direction of the graves.
Parents, children, lovers... Atlanta had killed all types of people, but until now she had never felt the regret of killing - of stealing loved ones from people. Now the regret was strong. Suddenly Atlanta realized something. She had told Arcenis something of herself that she would not have said to another. Why did she feel she could trust him? Especially when she had never been able to trust anyone before.

OOC: Maybe halfway through the next page? I just thought about it. Should the person to kidnap him be one of your charries, or mine? Or maybe it could be his brother.

Arcenis listened to her story silently. It was rather odd; she was already so much more different than the person he had met in the Beor Mountains, in terms of her drive to kill. Arcenis wasn't sure how they could repay their families. Even if they had the intention to, locating the families of these people would be difficult, very much so. "Have I told you why I need to kill my father and brother?" Arcenis asked her. She had told him of her past, so it was only fair that he told her of his. Besides, he felt the need to confide in someone at least.