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Milo
Milo glanced back at Aurivis as he followed Feather into the castle. Once inside he spoke to them, “She said to follow the sound of the wind.” Milo paused and listened to it for a moment. It was loud and easy to hear, but he couldn’t quite tell what direction it was coming from. “Which might be a little hard,” he continued, “Maybe once we get closer it will be easier to tell.”
(I probably won’t be able to rp for a while tonight, so I’ll see you tomorrow…? You guys can continue and drag my characters with you xD)
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@godlyfantasy12. You’re good! š Go ARA!!!! šššš
And yeah…I’ll RP as Riker and the others…I’m just trying to decide how to get a fight or something started…so I’ll probably start with them finding some food for now, lol. ššš
Leo
Everyone stopped and silenced for a minute, even Frida, Felix, and Hilda.
Leo held Ella tighter and squeezed Talia’s hand with his other hand. “Come on, let’s go.”
And he, with Ella in his arms, Talia, Arabella, Adolphus, and Dietrich walked away together.
“That was very brave of you, Arabella.” Talia whispered softly with a warm, soft smile.
Riker
They continued down the hall, November walking beside Riker, Jezyk on November’s other side, Fin and Erich right in front of them, and Hans at the very front, leading the way.
Hans held up a hand, and everyone stopped short. “…Does anyone smell that?”
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Lol you’re trying to start a fight šš¤£
Might as well make it a food fight
"And so I left this world just as I had entered it. Confused."
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Lol youāre trying to start a fight šš¤£
I sure am. šš
Might as well make it a food fight
Yeah! What could be better!?!?!? š¤£š¤£š¤£š¤£š¤£
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SERIN
While she had been asking the Hole, Layson was the first to respond to her question. āI mean if you wanted to go look for one Iām sure we could find oneā¦ I donāt know that we really need one here and I have a knife if we do.ā Layson said.
Serin nodded. That was good. He would need it to protect his little one.
She was about to say as much when Dante piped up with, āIf you want a weapon, letās go look for one. Instead of standing in this freezing hallway.ā Serin more than agreed with that plan.
The group all gave signs of approval and they started down the hallway. They started by looking through random doors and by the fith pointless room, she had started to get antsy. At what point did they come across something dangerous behind these blasted peices of wood?
Corvina was the only other one who seemed to have experiance in direct combat, though Allen might have some as well. Either way, she would feel better with something harmful in her hands.
Pelgarkine men had secret compartments in their armor where they usually hide small knives. Unfortunatly, Serin’s thin armor did not have such capability.
The group remained quiet during their meanderings, the only sounds being their footsteps and the swishes of air as they looked through doors.
She eyed a door to her right as Dante walked a few steps ahead. He seemed to have gotten fairly bored of their search.
She had just reached for the handle of the room next to her when he called back, “hey! Princess! I think I found you a new stick.” Serin looked over in time to see a huge grin splitting his face before he disapeared inside.
She walked over saying, “this better not be a trick or I’ll–” she cut off, looking in. Rows upon rows of sharp weapons lined the walls. Relief seeped into her shoulders as she wondered over to a rack. She felt better in the space.
But then she cocked her head, looking back at the group. Allen looked interested in the set up, Dante was picking his teeth with a small blade, Corvina was eyeing the weapons but still scowling, and Layson just looked apprehensive.
“No glass weapons?” She turned back to the wall. “Interesting.” These were all made of metal and wood. She saw no Etherial weapons either which was to be expected she supposed.
The metal could get annoying when her armor repelled it, but they were better than nothing at least. There were many that Serin had never seen before, like a cruel looking things with giant spiky balls on sticks.
She picked it up with a curled lip. Way too top heavy.Ā Who could fight with this thing? She shook her head and put it back.
Serin strapped on a holding belt, placing a pair of blades in their designated hoslters.
There were plenty of spears, though not the kind she was used to. Serin gravitated toward them. Most seemed to be made of wood mostly, with sharp bits of metal on the tips. Her armor wouldn’t repel those as easily, but the wood could also break…
The group didn’t seem to fully understand her selection process, but then again it was rare that she ever found someone that knew how hard it was to get a good weapon in foreign places.
Her mind went to Kun’en. It was possible that he might. She found herself almost… missing that stupidly expressive face of his. Her shoulders sagged. What was she doing here? And why? How was Pelgar fairing without her?
Serin needed to focus on getting out of here. But how? She could leave the group, start searching on her own. She owed them nothing. But while she loathed to admit it, Serin was out of her element. And they seemed to know more about this place than she did.
Either way, Serin needed to work on finding a proper weapon first. She glanced to the side, and another rack caugfht her eye. Ah, that one might work, Serin thought, looking at a short double sided metal spear with leather wrapped tightly around its middle.
She grabbed it, reaching behind her to carefully place it through the hoslter on her back. It took a few tries, with her armor pushing on the metal, but she got it in.
Serin rolled her shoulders, feeling much better and more aquiped than before.
@godlyfantasy12 @esther-cĀ Ā I’ll try to RP as Uvah later! (:Love is patient. Love is kind. Love never fails. -1 Corinthians
And guess what? His is eternal (:Ok!!
@princesa and @gwyndalf-the-wise
Sorry I didnāt RP yesterday! š I should be able to do so this evening, but weāll see. š
Write what should not be forgotten. ā Isabel Allende
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Allen
“No glass weapons?” Serin asked. “Interesting.”
Glass weapons?
That made no sense.
“Pardon me, but….” Allen began as she found some suitable bladed weaponry. “Wouldn’t a glass weapon…..break? Quite easily, I might add?”
Crosshair
“She said to follow the sound of the wind.ā Milo told them.
Wind? He didn’t hear any–
Hmm. There was a rushing sound….inside the building.
āWhich might be a little hard,ā Milo continued.Ā āMaybe once we get closer it will be easier to tell.ā
If Hunter were here, he’d probably have it figured out in seconds,Ā Crosshair thought.Ā But he isn’t, so we’ll have to locate it ourselves.
Besides his sight, his senses weren’t as strong as his brother’s, but he liked to think they were, in fact, better than those of any of the rest of his family. He focused on the wind sound, trying to discern its location.
“I think it’s that way.” He pointed down one of the twistier hallways.
Where'd I get ya this time? The liver? The kidney? I'm runnin' outta places to put holes in ya.
@princesachronicle22 ur good! Luv ur RPs btw. @mineralizedwritings @loopylin @freedomwriter76
Corvina
Corvina leaned against the doorframe of the armory, eyes ticking from person to person as they perused the room for their own weapons.
She studied a row of daggers hanging nearest the door, running a forefinger over it before crossing her arms once again.
Serin, after collecting a variety of weapons, turned to her with a raised brow. āAre you going to get anything?ā
Corvina pursed her lips. Shrugged. āNo need.ā
Serinās eyes narrowed, her grip tightening around the two-edged spear sheād recently grabbed.
āOverconfidence in oneself can lead to trouble.ā She said.
Corvina glared. āNone of that here. I just prefer not to use weapons.ā
āHand to hand combat then?ā
āIt usually doesnāt get that far,ā Corvina gave a small smirk, flicking her wrist.
A cold breeze flew through the armory.
āWhat the-?!ā Ellie cried, watching as her shadow moved, like ink pouring from the floor. The rest of the groupsā shadows did the same, colliding into Corvinaās own shadow, forming an inky pool.
Then, like water seeping up from the ground, the shadows emerged from the ground, rising up, followed by a gray mist.
They slid their way toward Serin, followed by shadows on the walls. The breeze blowing now made the torches in the room flicker wildly, threatening to blow out.
Maylee let out a sudden shriek.
And in an instant the shadows were gone.
Everyone was staring where the shadows had once been, faces pale, except for Serin, who instead stared at Corvina.
Corvinaās own face was pale, though not from the power sheād just let loose. She clenched her fists, breaths slightly ragged as she stared at Mayleeās face, the little girlās eyes glassy.
Before a word could be spoken she let out a strained growl, turning and walking out of the door to wait until the others were finished in the armory.
Or, maybe sheād just leave again.
Wasnāt as though she had anything keeping her hereā¦.
#IfMarcelDiesIRiot
#ProtectMarcel
#ProtectSeb@freedomwriter76 I meant to RP for November and Ara š¤¦š»āāļø and forgot š
Arabella
Ara smiled at Talia as the group walked away, though she couldnāt help the slight anxiety rising in her chest.
Was this the right decision?
Or was she inevitably ruining these peopleās lives?
She sucked in a breath, closing her eyes.
Noā¦she had to trust. Had to believe that Light One wouldnāt steer them wrong.
āThank you, thoughā¦it really wasnāt me.ā She waved at the little girl in Leoās arms, who gave her a small grin back. She led the group ahead, walking briskly in the hopes that, perhaps the others behind wouldnāt follow.
āSo, it seems weāre all looking for others. You for your brothers,ā she nodded at Leo, and Adolphus and Dietrich, āAnd me for my own brother, and my friends. This castle seems to go on for ages. Our best bet might be getting to higher ground and looking out over the yard, maybe weāll see something? Orā¦at the very least, get away from unwanted company.ā
November
November gave a small sniff, and, as he did so, felt his stomach roil. He blushed at the noise it made, knowing everyone around had heard.
Jezyk chuckled brightly, face filled with youthful mirth. He gently slapped Novemberās shoulder.
āSmellās like food to me too,ā he said.
Fin smiled, nodding. He turned towards the smell. āWe should head that direction. We could find others.ā
OH HEY!! Isnāt @loopylin and some of the brothers eating?? Could we meet them?!
if itās ok with @loopylin
#IfMarcelDiesIRiot
#ProtectMarcel
#ProtectSebMilo
“I think it’s that way.” Crosshair pointed down a hall, that to Milo seemed the same as all the others. He paused and listened. It was barely louder than than the rest of the howling wind, but it still was. Milo followed him around the corner with Feather. His eyebrows furrowed in worry as they speed-walked down the hall. The text from Cammie had been short – something that rarely happened. She had a tendency to ramble and overshare, and paragraph-long texts were nothing out of the ordinary. She must be in real danger to send a message that short and rushed.
They continued hurrying down the hall, stopping at branches for Crosshair to tell them which way to go, and ultimately getting incredibly lost. Milo turned around another corner behind Crosshair and Feather when he heard a quiet yell. It was almost completely covered by the wind and he wasn’t sure he had really heard anything until he saw the other two stop. More yelling was coming from down the hall. They glanced back at him before rushing toward the voices, even faster than before.
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ā¦..itās my turn in our group isnāt it XD
#IfMarcelDiesIRiot
#ProtectMarcel
#ProtectSebyeah, sure! That group is currently pretty small
āNothing says autumn like slurpinā apples.ā -my uncle
Oops I think I meant to tag @loopylin XD IDK I GET YALL CONFUSED SOMETIMES š
#IfMarcelDiesIRiot
#ProtectMarcel
#ProtectSebYeah, I think so. I guess whoever wants to can! I think I went last.
Haha, that’s okay! Everyone gets confused sometimes XDXD.
#HugRikerSquad
@lightoverdarkness6 k. Ermmm Iām not entirely sure what to say at the momentā¦
Ik we were leaving the creepy painting room, headed to find something to eat (like everyone else in this castle XD)
Who all is in our group again??
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#ProtectMarcel
#ProtectSeb
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