[03, action] A cage is still a cage.

[biladi.livejournal.com]

[ Hands over his eyes, forehead pressed against a high stone wall, a boy counts out loud, pace slow to buy more time for those out of sight. For the moment, he's alone, and he should be, given the game he's playing. ]

Bes. Alti. Yedi. Sekiz...

[ On twenty, the boy uncovers his eyes, turns around, and walks away from the wall. A familiar face from a much younger time, he has the looks (as deceiving as they are) of one in his mid-teens. Different pieces here and there — more metal, more red, and not a speck of green, save for his eyes — but the overall look hasn't strayed too far from what's been seen. Gold bangles around his ankles clink together as he turns in place; aside from the light breeze and occasional songbird, it's the only sound to be heard in the small courtyard.

After a long pause there's a quiet gasp. He's taking in the afternoon scenery more than actively thinking of where to look for those in hiding.

My God. This place is... ]


(ooc: Topkapı Sarayı, during the late 1500s. Here's some more pictures to give you guys an idea of what it looks like, plus more areas to explore.)

Comments

[bratbeyond.livejournal.com]

No idea. [presses his lips] You wanna see if they brought anyone else?

[monkingaround.livejournal.com]

That would be a good idea. Uh...this way? [He gestures over his shoulder in a direction that seems to have more people milling about.]

[bratbeyond.livejournal.com]

Fine by me. [And off they go? Though Damian's being careful to skirt the palace, despite the amount of people traveling nearby. That place's just a little TOO scary for his taste.]

[monkingaround.livejournal.com]

[They walk for a bit with no luck. Finally, Aang considers the palace.] How about we check in there? They have to know something.

[bratbeyond.livejournal.com]

[Damian's face immediately turns pale.] B-but that's the palace. [... looks like Aang might have to lead them from this point.]

[monkingaround.livejournal.com]

So? Royal people always know what's going on! [He grabs Damian's hand and tugs him toward the palace.] Come on!