Young Writers Society

*You can RP him, I don't think there would be anything wrong with that.*

*woah, sorry I haven't posted in this for a while. Sort of thought it died and forgot about it*

Bianca "Marie" Cheshire

Whilst staring out her window, Bianca noticed something happening in the streets. There was a girl, a very out of place girl - Bianca could tell by her clothing - and the girl who liked to be called Jack. As well as Austin, the kings son.

Bianca pushed the window opened and leaned out to get a better look. One of the guards was talking to them, and started to lead the out of place girl away.

"No," Bianca whispered. She jumped from the windowsill and ran out of her room. She recognized that guard. Bianca's own father knew him very well. Mr. Cheshire and that guard had a sort of agreement. Any person taken to court and convicted under that guards watch was transfered to her father's control. He would be their handler, and they would just become another person standing in the basement.

When she reached the street, they were already gone. Only Jack stood on the street, watching where they had been. "How could you have let them take her?" Bianca demanded as she ran past Jack. "You know what they do to her kind!"

Bianca knew where they were going, to the court. The woman would be tried, convicted, and sent to be Bianca's father's servant. She would not let that happen, not if she could stop it.

*I was thinking that Bianca will testify on behalf of Erika, saying that Erika is one of the people she tutors on the lower levels and that Erika must have come to ask her something, or to tell her something. They could promise to never to it again, blah blah.*

*Thanks for the offer, Lauren, but it's not needed. He'll be about to put to put Erika on trial, but he recognizes who she is rather quickly and he's not about to kill is own daughter, legitimate or not.*

Erika Lily

The palace was unlike anything Erika had ever seen before in her life. She only wished that she was visiting it under different circumstances. This place was more grand then the entire first floor of the blimp. It was smaller then some palaces Erika had read in history books, but still marvelous nonetheless. The officers, who were on either side of her, led her into a large hall of marble and gold. Six crystal chandeliers were hanging from the walls, and on the other end of the room there was a majestic blue and gold throne. A middle aged man with black hair and light blue finery sat in it. King Charles, Erika thought.

"Your Majesty," said one of the police officers, "This young woman was found wandering the streets with Miss Jacquie Boleyn. She's obviously from the lower parts."

The king, who had bad eyesight, leaned forward to get a closer look at the girl. Her white blonde hair, thick, dark eyebrows and wide brown eyes looked too familiar, like a younger version of a girl from these parts that he'd bedded almost thirty years ago. It couldn't have been his illegitimate daughter, could it have been?

"Step forward, child," he coaxed, "Officers, leave us be."

"But-"

"She will not escape," the king said with a chuckle. "We will be fine. The girl is handcuffed besides. Leave us."

The officers obeyed without further questions and Erika soon started to feel herself shake. She was alone with the King for one of the more deadly crimes that could be committed on Cloud 9. What would he do to her?

"Can you tell me your name, Child?" The king asked. He thought that if he heard a last name, it would jog his memory."

"My name?" Erika seemed surprised. "Erika Lily."

Lily! That had been the girl's name. Harper Lily! It had to have been his daughter. The king was in disbelief. What would he do with this girl? He wanted to keep her out of harm's way, but the public couldn't know about it. Then they'd be demanding she take the throne instead of his son, Austin.

He would keep her in safety. Maybe offer her a job as a maid or something. For now, he would leave her in one of the guest bedrooms while deciding what to do with her. That was when his son, Austin, came in.

"Father, I-" He stopped. "Who is this girl?"

"She is a guest in our palace," the king replied, "Will you escort her to one of the guest bedrooms?"

"Then why is she wearing handcuffs?"

"Nevermind that. Get a key from a guard and take them off for her."

Austin sighed and motioned for Erika to follow him. She was surprised. What had just happened? She was a criminal. Why hadn't the king tried her? It was so sudden and unexpected. She only hoped that she would get answers. Maybe Austin would have some.

Austin

Austin had no idea why his father had told him to bring the girl out and take her to a room, but he had to follow orders. Austin waited until the girl had come out of the room and then silently closed the door. He looked at the guards and held out his hand, "The key the the cuffs and this girl, please."

The guards looked at each other and then one of them reluctantly gave over the key. Austin then turned the girl around and unlocked the cuffs. She turned back to face him, rubbing her wrists, "Thank you."

"'Twas nothing, I was only following my father's wishes," Austin then looked out one of the windows and motioned to the girl. "Follow me."

She nodded and quietly followed behind him. Austin led her to one of the empty chambers down the hall from his own chamber. He opened the door and allowed her to step into the room ahead of him. "This will be your room. Upon my father's request, you will be a guest here. If you wish to wander, do so with one of the maids that attend you."

Two maids stepped into the room from an adjoining door. They curtsied and stood waiting.

Austin nodded his approval and then turned back to the girl, "Do you have any questions?"

Ashton Reese

Ashton walked along, hands in his pockets, and seemingly at his ease. He wasn’t, but it was good to appear so. It attracted less attention. In truth, he felt strange. He was unused to having combed hair and clean skin. He was, of course, scoping out the houses on the first level of the airship. He saw two guards leading someone past, but he paid them little attention. Anyone they might have captured would not be worth robbing.

He made his way down the street until he found a likely looking house. It was big, expensive, and probably full of money – in other words, a typical first level house. He casually walked by, eyeing the security. It was pretty pitiful – a sure sign that someone of relative importance, possibly a handler, lived there. Handlers and other people of that ilk hardly ever thought that they were in any danger. Well, too bad for them.

*Anyone want to be robbed? )

Erika Lily

Erika flopped on the bed. It was very comfortable, and the room was more luxurious then anything she had ever seen or experienced. She liked it, but she was still very, very, confused. When she heard Austin, she thought silently for a minute about how to word her questions while being able to stay in this room.

"How long will I be here," said Erika, "And is your father being nice to me? I broke the law. I'm from the lower levels of the blimp and I came up here, searching for my mother. But I just told him my name and that's it."

Austin

"I have no idea why my father is treating you the way he is," Austin rolled back on his heels. "But he is old, and he sometimes loses his judgement. It will pass and you may be dealt with, or you may be set free."

"Oh," she replied from the bed.

"I'm sorry, I haven't caught your name..." Austin hated that he needed to know it, but it was part of his duty as prince.

"It's Erika, Eriks Lily," Erika said.

"Hmm. Well, yes. Tonight you will be summond to dinner with us, as being our guest. Try to find something suitable in the closet there," Austin waved to the door that the maids had come out of. "You will be dining with myself, my fiance, and my father. Please be on time."

With that Austin took his leave of the room.