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Well, that had been a bit unexpected. Sherry had honestly expected him to yell, or got stomping off (or both). Instead, she'd basically gotten a civil answer. Sherry even though she heard hurt in is voice. Dammit, I've gone too--



Life-coach.



Sherry exhaled, letting her emotions settle. "Then repay it. As long as it doesn't involve you dying," she responded. "Because as far as I'm concerned, I do owe you." And he was not dying on her watch. Nope. "So. Now--"

Sherry turned when she heard a voice say her name. A voice that sounded a lot more real than the voices that came out of the fog usually did. A tall figure followed that voice. "Tori!" Sherry's face lit up. "Is that you? You alright?" She was looking a bit beat up, but it certainly looked like Tori.



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Even as Tori joined them, the fog began to swirl.

"I can't tell you how glad I am to see you, Tori! Armagnac and I have a very bad feeling about this place, and this new kid is--" Sherry turned just in time to see a silhouette stepping away into the fog. "Son of a!"

"I'm sorry, Tori. We'll have more time for chat later, but I refuse to let that brat out of my sight if I can help it," even as she spoke she turned around. "Stick close!" Confident Tori was following her, Sherry followed the death trainee into the fog.

The sound of music and laughter filled her ears, and the mists swirled. Shaped were formed and the world changed. "It....it looks just like that festival." That festival in Halloween, the one she'd just left. "I really don't like this, Tori, stay guarded," and with that, Sherry summoned her weapon.



Agreed. Her eyes scanned the area, and a bit of color jumped out a her. Found him! Unfortunately, he wasn't alone. This doesn't look good at all.

There was a whole group of figures, but her attention was on the figure in front, the one with the weapon. It seemed to be speaking. Something taken? By who? When? She approached cautiously, but two steps before she was even with the new kid, a strange feeling washed over her. Dammit. She couldn't move.

She heard the death trainee's response, and his thoughts seemed to echo her own. "What do you mean?" she asked the figure.

"You have taken something from me. I would like it returned."

"We didn't take anything from you," Sherry insisted. Not as far as she knew, anyway. She'd been with the new kid for a little bit now, and Sherry knew Tori wasn't likely to steal.





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Jake may of "stole" in his past life, but it was only to sustain himself. There was only so much a kid could do with no one to depend on.
Regardless, he had no idea who this figure was, and even if it was one of the "figures" he stole from in the past, there was no way he could return it now.

Stubborn, aren't we? No matter.

Jake watched wide-eyed as the figure rose its weapon. Wait, WHAT? He struggled, trying to free himself. He may of been cocky before, but he had NO intention of dying just yet. Or, probably, he was actually scared of dying.

"I didn't STEAL anything, dammit!"

No use. He still couldn't move.
He closed his eyes, preparing himself for the blow.



...
...

Silence.

Jake slowly opened his eyes. Was... was he dead? He looked himself over, and found no new visible wounds besides the one he obtained earlier. Looking around, he realized he was alone now, only surrounded by white fog. It seemed those figures weren't there anymore either.

He clutched his head, shaking it, trembling slightly. Just... just what the hell was going on here?

The sound of worry in Chester's voice made Jake snap out of his daydream, and he looked around.

Y-yah.

Shakily, he got to his feet, and started to walk aimlessly.


I never do.

A sigh.
Jake wandered some more in the fog, until he head a voice.
No, don't die.

Jake lifted up the tonfas again.
Why were there always voices?
But this one... sounded kind of familiar?

Cautiously, he headed towards the sound, until he caught sight of a hunter coat.... and short brown hair.

He desummoned his weapons as he walked towards her.
It looked like she was... cradling something in her arms.
A... person? Was it her hunter friend?

When he was close enough to stand over her, he peered down at the figure and... couldn't recognize the person... thing, at all.
All he knew was that the thing was gushing blood, or... whatever it was, and would probably die if Sherry wasn't applying pressure on the wound.


He only shrugged, indicating it wasn't his problem. He didn't have any healing items on him, and he didn't really care.

I have BETTER things to do, like figuring out how to get out of this hell hole.

He walked away.






((Hi, Maru is mad fast and I just wanted to slap in a response. /fail))

He stopped when she called out to him, and turned around to see her still trying to save the figure. That thing/person was close to dead anyways. It would probably be better to just put it out of its misery.


Another shrug. He wasn't the one crying over a nearly-dead body. Though if it WAS him, yah, he'd probably just end it.


Jake scoffed. And what? Wait for insanity to infect her?
The way she was acting, it probably wouldn't be long before she started going crazy.
But... he was actually feeling pity, or maybe he actually didn't want to be alone (though he'd never admit it), and decided to walk back to her side.

"You know... I have a name. It's Jake."

He watched on as she continued her fruitless attempts.

"It'd probably be easier to just put them out of their misery."

Hearing the others as Tori kept her eyes on the figure with the weapon wondering what it was going to do and Aklin just kept on growling softly as he didn’t like seeing the figure shaking it head since it could only mean trouble for them.

"Stubborn, aren't we? No matter."

Tori cringed some when Aklin screamed in her head to move as the figure started to raise the weapon against them. She had been trying to move but it was all for not since she was still frozen in place. Tori had even tried to raise her weapon in defense and still got the same results of not being able to move one bit. Growling slightly as Tori’s anger was rising to the surface waiting for the figure attack to hit.

Waiting but nothing had happened except for the fog had surrounded her even more and Tori looked around to see the figure was gone, had it attacked she thought. Looking herself over to see that she didn’t have any wounds but Tori couldn’t explain it that she felt different and that even made her more confused to what was happening here.

Finding that she could move again Tori pulled her weapon closer for comfort and to have a better defense just in case that figure came back. The lifer looked around to see that she was surrounded by fog and couldn’t see the others at all. A little worried that Sherry or the new kid might have gotten in trouble or something else since Tori did want to stick close to the both of them since it was better than being alone right now.



Sounds like a good idea Lin and I also don’t like this place as it’s just so confusing. Tori replied to her weapon and started to walk to find Sherry and the new kid.

It wasn’t too long when Tori could hear someone calling out but it was a little hard to figure out where the voice was coming from, so she just kept on walking where Tori thought she heard the voice coming from. Dam she really hated this fog as it looked like it was playing with them and Tori didn’t like that one bit and she also wanted to know why it was doing it too. They just had to be a reason since to Tori’s logic there had to be a reason even if it was just too simply playing with them to find out how they would react and she wanted to clear up some of her confusion too.

“Don’t die”

Tori recognized that voice to which she quickened her pace towards the voice in the direction she hoped they were in.

“Don’t leave, please”

She heard a little louder this time and Tori got a little worried that either one of them could be in trouble. The fog seemed to thin a little the closer Tori thought she was getting to the voices and soon enough she could see a little better thought the fog to see Sherry holding a figure that Tori could see was clearly bleeding and a need of help. The lifer unsummoned her weapon quickly while closing the gap between herself and Sherry. Also seeing the new kid just standing there to which she didn’t know what to thinking of him at this point, but she could see that he wasn’t being helpful at all and she wondering to what was his deal was. Kneeling right next to Sherry and attempt to heal whoever (and whatever) it is along with her friend as she leaned up against her too to comfort the other lifer too.

“It’s alright, Sherry. I’m here to help you out,” Tori said as she applied her hands next to Sherry’s to help the best that she could to get the wound to slop bleeding and she didn’t even know what Sherry had been crying about. Since this figure could have been another one of there friends since she really couldn’t tell who it could be as the fog was just so thick and dark.



No I have to try since Sherry is and we don’t know that unless we try Lin. She replied to her weapon as Tori want to be helpful and being a life hunter she was suppose to help heal even if she didn’t know much about anything medical.



I will don’t worry too much. She replied to Aklin and really hoping that this figure wasn’t another one of there friends since she would want them to live no die.

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Tori gave Sherry a big smile since she did want to give her a hug but right this second it wasn't practical but later on Tori totally would. Aklin just chuckled a little at his hunter.



"Its alright," Tori replied and mentally nodded to her weapon. "I'm glad to see you too. Yep I will help the best that I can as us Lifers have to stick together to help the best we can," she added still smiling at Sherry.

Putting her hands on top of Sherry's hands to apply more pressure on the wound as Tori could feel more blood coming out of the wound, even hearing the ragged breaths from the figure as they tried to breath. This has got to work, Tori thought. I wish that I had some bandages as that would have been useful she said to herself and when this was all over Tori was going to beat jenga were she could carry runic bandage with her to missions.

Despite all of what they were doing Tori could feel that what they were doing was in vain. As the lifer could feel the life of this figure staring to fade along with the figures breathing starting to slow down. Come on you can live, Tori thought.

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