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So actually…Corvina isn’t comfortable killing anyone…
She was almost forced to as a child but got around it…
but that actually gives an excuse for her silence after she’s tied up 😉 so it works well for the RP
She would NOT have let them bind her if she wasn’t distracted (by the fact that she’d lost control and nearly sliced up someone on accident)
Because of that I’m gonna go ahead and make an RP.
Corvina
Corvina’s hands twitched behind her back, feeling the ropes she’d been tied with cutting into her wrists.
A part of her wanted to scream. To run and flee. To transform and fly away.
But the other part of her…
The one held down by trembling…
Won out.
She’d lost control…
“I’ll say! How dare you allow yourself to be constrained! Summon again!”
She’d nearly…
The image of the piercing shadows, invading the woman’s skin played before her mind’s eye, making her stomach churn.
She hadn’t meant to…just wanted…
“Is that what you’re worrying about?” She asked. “Oh sweetheart…you’re going to have to take a life at some point…it’s only natural.”
Natural?
Her stomach flipped, bile rising to her throat.
It didn’t feel natural.
“Don’t worry darling, it will one day, trust me. But for now, let’s focus on escaping these wretched binds, hm?”
But Corvina’s mind wouldn’t work with her. She knew she should be trying to free herself.
She was in a terrible position.
A position of vulnerability. At the will of strangers…
But she just…couldn’t find it in herself to make the shadows come.
Not this time.
“I knew it.” The voice hissed, “You’ve grown soft. That boy has made you soft!” The voice practically screamed, making Corvina’s head rattle.
Her fists clenched in the bonds, blips of conversation buzzing past her ears.”
“Those….illusion….”
“Dingy….annuni pie…Pok-“
“He needs to be dealt with,” The voice whispered.
At that, a violent shudder rippled through her, making her eyes shoot open. Memories, each one darker then the last, flashed in front of her.
“Lass?” Someone was standing in front of her.
“You’re not going to touch him…” She said under her breath.
“Sorry?” The man asked, bending a bit. “Didn’t quite get that.”
“Wasn’t….talking to you…” She looked away, sucking in a breath.
She looked up, eyes flaring. A strand of ebony hair fell over half her face. “Let me go.”
“No way,” the woman behind her growled.
“Afraid not,” the man in front of her said, “You nearly skewered my dearest friend! Can’t have you trying that again.”
Corvina pursed her lips. “Unless I’m mistaken, she attacked me.”
The man quirked a brow. “Mm…true.”
Truthfully, Corvina could have already escaped their grasp, but she decided not to give away all of her secrets just yet to these strangers.
She let out a huff of air. She glanced behind her, and then at the man with the sword. He was clutching the arm he held the sword with, pain contorting his face, though his grip didn’t lessen.
“Quite a grip you’ve got there, considering your arm looks completely shattered. That sword must be pretty important.”
The man didn’t answer, only stared.
Corvina glanced at the sword, quirking a brow. Something seemed off about it…but perhaps it was her imagination.
Everything seemed a bit off at the moment.
She sighed, adjusting her posture to look at the woman again. Her eyes narrowed as she studied her.
“Your question earlier,” she said, “No, I don’t know why you’re here. I’ve been brought to this castle at random many times over. Along with…others. I’ve no idea what this place is or the kind of magic it possesses, but it’s rather irksome. Now, would you be so kind,” she spat, despite her position, and lack of age, “As to help me up?”
#IfMarcelDiesIRiot
#ProtectMarcel
#ProtectSeb@princesachronicle22 @loopylin @mineralizedwritings
Allen
This new woman was…interesting, to say the least.
He’d never seen half of the remedies she was using. Although they made a weird kind of sense.
Dante built a fire and stuck his hands in it. Weird, he didn’t seem to be burning…he must’ve been from a fiery planet. Ellie watched him in annoyance.
The healer–Sylvia?–finished treating Serin and stood up. “We need to let that sit on the injury for a few minutes and then I will rinse it off and close up the wound as best I can. At that point, hopefully, the poison will be reversed and she will start to heal. But for now, we wait.”
Wait.
This was what he’d been told to do when he was taken here.
Maybe he’d be able to leave?
…no?
Well, in the meantime, he could watch Dante messing with the flames.
(Allen is apparently bored, lol)
Where'd I get ya this time? The liver? The kidney? I'm runnin' outta places to put holes in ya.
@freedomwriter76 I’m good with those choices….considering Crosshair and Feather will probably remember them…. (did they meet Frida and Felix though? I thought I remembered my charries at least seeing them but I wasn’t sure.)
I’ll write our characters meeting whoever you choose now!
Crosshair
“Simon just…disappeared.” Elissa explained.
Beth had disappeared too.
This was getting just a bit disturbing. He shook it off….no time for that right now. “Well, if no one’s there,” he growled, “why don’t we keep walking?”
Feather looked around. “Are all of you happy with that?”
Crosshair didn’t wait to hear their answer and slipped out of the room. Eventually they all left as well.
Feather ran up to him, holding up her hand to get the others to stop also. “I hear someone…. it doesn’t sound like one of our group.”
“I know,” he replied, before one of the doors opened.
He restrained himself from snarling.
He knew that person, and he didn’t like it.
Where'd I get ya this time? The liver? The kidney? I'm runnin' outta places to put holes in ya.
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@keilah-h (i think they met Frida, bc she hurt Paxton and all, but I think I’ll add Hitchens to this group 😉) @theloonyone
HITCHENS
Stupid people…stupid…children.
They thought they could stop him.
Hah, what ignorance.
Hitchens grabbed a door handle and flung the door open, a hand still on his sword hilt.
He paused.
Ah…he knew those people.
“Good Afternoon.”
@godlyfantasy12 @thearcaneaxiom
Those were great RPs!! I’ll try to do Namal and Phervin sometime soon
Love is patient. Love is kind. Love never fails. -1 Corinthians
And guess what? His is eternal (:@freedomwriter76 @theloonyone
Feather
Crosshair was clearly restraining a growl at the sight of the singularly unpleasant man in the doorway.
“Good afternoon.” Hitchens said, evidently not returning the hostility yet.
Feather wasn’t one to dislike people…..
But here was one man she could say for sure she did.
Especially after whipping Paxton and Nyx.
He reminded her of the Imperial officers…..Rampart, Nolan, Tarkin. All the same…..all cruel and unfeeling. Terrible people.
Beside her, Crosshair’s rifle clicked, and she heard him snarl, “I’d hoped I’d never see your face again. Don’t give me a reason to use this–I’ve killed someone just like you for a lot less.”
“Maybe initiating a fight isn’t such a good idea, Cross….” Feather warned, placing her hand on his arm. He shrugged her off, giving her an annoyed look at the use of his shortened name.
“So? Do you have anything to say for yourself?” he hissed to Hitchens.
Where'd I get ya this time? The liver? The kidney? I'm runnin' outta places to put holes in ya.
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HITCHENS
“So? Do you have anything to say for yourself?”
Hitchens smirked.
Well…wasn’t someone…
feisty?
Hitchens laughed, removing his hand from his sword. “Well, Crosshair, it has been a while…why are you so…tense?”
@freedomwriter76 Ha! Hitchens and Crosshair are going to go at it in a couple minutes if Feather doesn’t stop them….
Crosshair
“Well, it has been a while……Why are you so tense?” Hitchens asked.
“You don’t deserve to know.” Crosshair hissed.
Don’t let him push you over the edge. You know he wants that.
He’s no better than Rampart….or…..or….
No. Don’t think about that time….
At least he’s gone now, and you don’t have to worry about him.
Feather stepped between them. She evidently disliked Hitchens as much as he did…..but she was a bit more self-controlled about it.
“He’s…..been through a lot. You remind him of someone he’d rather forget.” she explained.
Not that he needed to know that!
“And besides, you hurt a child and an animal on our watch.” she said. “What makes us think you won’t do something similar again?”
Where'd I get ya this time? The liver? The kidney? I'm runnin' outta places to put holes in ya.
@lightoverdarkness6 @godlyfantasy12 Do either of you want to rp for Asher or Ara? I can go too if you don’t want to.
“Nothing says autumn like slurpin’ apples.” -my uncle
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Asher
Eddie stared at a corner of the room, nervously holding her tail in one hand and combing her fingers through its fur with the other.
I could feel the tension in the room, and my stomach felt queasy from it.
“Blue…” she began to say, but then stopped.
“Er- I mean yellow! Like my hoodie.” She corrected her answer and held up her sleeve to me so I could see.
“Ah! Yeah, that’s cool,” I said, my mind a million different places.
“Um…mine is green,” I smiled faintly.
Eddie nodded. “That’s nice.”
I heard someone say something about getting going, and I stepped closer to Arabella, not wanting to be left behind.
Not like she would leave me…
But you never know.
And being alone is terrifying.
#HugRikerSquad
@keilah-h @freedomwriter76
(I’ve barely met Hitchens and he’s already making me mad)
Elissa
Elissa looked back and forth at Crosshair and the other man getting increasingly closer as they argued. She didn’t understand most of what they were saying but could tell there was some history.
Elissa was about to speak up when Feather stepped in between the two and tried to calm them. “He’s…..been through a lot. You remind him of someone he’d rather forget. And besides, you hurt a child and an animal on our watch. What makes us think you won’t do something similar again?”
What had happened between the three of them?
“Sorry,” Elissa finally spoke up, “Who are you?”
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@theloonyone (hah, for good reason 😔) @keilah-h
HITCHENS
“He’s…..been through a lot. You remind him of someone he’d rather forget. And besides, you hurt a child and an animal on our watch. What makes us think you won’t do something similar again?” Feather asked, stepping in between him and Crosshair.
Hitchens smiled.
Ignorant woman.
He opened his mouth to speak, when another feminine voice piped up, “Sorry, Who are you?”
Hitchens turned to the young woman with a smile. “Ah, I do not believe I have had the pleasure.” He gave a courteous bow. “I am Colonel James Matthew Hitchens of the Royal British Army, madam.”
@freedomwriter76 @keilah-h
Elissa
The man turned to her the second she spoke, giving her a smile. “Ah, I do not believe I have had the pleasure.” He then bowed with the same smile on his face. “I am Colonel James Matthew Hitchens of the Royal British Army, madam.”
He seemed… fine, but seeing how Feather and Crosshair had reacted and the things they were saying about him reminded Elissa that he may not be as kind as he looked at that moment. And a Colonel? Of the British Army? She thought she remembered reading about a country by that name in school, but history had never been one of her strengths. It wasn’t all that surprising though, and not the strangest place that someone in the castle had come from.
Hesitantly, Elissa spoke again. “Um, hi. I’m Elissa. Those two behind me are Milo and Cammie and-” She paused trying to remember the other man’s name. “And that’s Elliot.” Elliot looked up, surprised like he hadn’t been paying attention to the conversation the rest were having. Milo and Cammie were standing together near the back of the group. Cammie gave the Colonel a small wave.
(My four characters all in one place 😅)
@freedomwriter76 @lightoverdarkness6 @godlyfantasy12
Eddie
“Um…mine is green,”
Eddie nodded. “That’s nice.”
This is awkward. She thought. I feel like Ellie right now. Come on. Just ask him a question back! It’s not that hard.
But Eddie continued staring at her tail in her hands.
I never run out of words when Ellie’s with me…
Then she heard someone say something about getting going. She perked up at this and walked over to the others.
“We’re going now?” She asked everyone.
“Nothing says autumn like slurpin’ apples.” -my uncle
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