|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Dec 12, 2012 9:05 pm
"Ceremony?" Gale repeated, still struggling to get his coat off. His brows drew together in confusion. "What kind of ceremony? What did they make you do? Can you remember? Kat - "
She had fallen again. Abandoning his attempts at removing the coat, which now draped half off of him (thankfully Eva was there in a heartbeat to help get the bloody thing off), Gale darted forward and seized Kat's upper arm, pulling her upwards, worry beginning to gnaw at his stomach.
"Kat, come on, up - Jake, grab her other arm - "
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
LividPeas rolled 1 6-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-6)
|
Posted: Wed Dec 12, 2012 9:06 pm
She didn't seem to recall them making them do anything for the ceremony. It was more or less something the horsemen were doing instead. They arrived just in time to see her throw in the withered flowers, speak in their weird language and then get knocked out when turning down their proposal. "Nothing, aside from making us change clothes and take a bath." She sniffed. "I guess our appearances offended their dainty senses."
"No no!" She waved her arm about, shaking her head. "I'm--I'm fine." She nodded leaning forward slightly. "Though I would like to rest a bit, if you don't mind.." Jumping, she felt something grab at her leg. Looking to see, she found nothing, nothing at all.
2/5 steps - 25 Minutes Wearing Gale's scarf + 5 min Wearing Jake's sash + 5 min
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Dec 12, 2012 9:28 pm
So the horsemen were planning to use the two of them as leverage against the other hunters? Jake took a few moments to ponder this, chewing his lip. Those horsemen were really despicable creatures. He wanted nothing more than to dissipate another with his own hands.
His head snapped up when he heard his name called, and glared at Gale when he told him to help Kat. It was already bad enough he was stuck with them (he really should of never followed him in the first place), and now the runt wanted him to carry her?
Luckily, Kat had interjected, and he gave her a weary look when she asked to rest. "You can rest when you're dead. Just look where you're going so we can finally get the hell out of here." Such a hypocrite, Jake. Such a hypocrite.
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Dec 12, 2012 9:45 pm
For a second everything blurred, changed, for anyone even remotely able to sense Fear.
The air got a little colder, it began to snow, and all around the fog grew tiny little elves, that grabbed a hold of all Hunters and began to pull them forward.
'Come with us!' They insisted, 'Come Home with us!'
In another moment everyone was gone. OOC - ALL PLAYERS ARE TEMP WHISKED AWAY TO THE BATTLEFIELD HERE- If you are Kat or Ryan you only have 30 HP. You can only melee attack with 2d6
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Dec 12, 2012 9:51 pm
"Just for the record, Jake, you don't pull off the whole 'angst-ridden teenager' thing as well as I do."
The rest of Gale's words were lost as the fog swirled, the snow rising around their feet - and the little elves were beckoning them forward.
Gale, however, kept a firm grasp on Kat's wrist.
[ exit ]
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Dec 12, 2012 9:54 pm
Wilson tugged at his scarf, his weapon now desummoned as he walked backwards and stared at the group in the distance. He walked over to Ceres with the intent to lead her back to the edge of town, but something called out. "Home?" he echoed, his face pale. Home meant Insan--
[exit]
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Dec 12, 2012 9:58 pm
Despite herself, Eva couldn't help but let out a surprised laugh as she caught Gale's comment to Jake. She would have interjected had the fog not suddenly settled in. At once, she was on her guard, narrowing her eyes suspiciously as she eyed the little elves that suddenly appeared. What in God's name--
--Home? Oh. Oh no. She could remember whispers of home echoing in her mind from back then. That last she wanted now was any more of this insanity business.
But of course, none of them had any choice but to let themselves be whisked away.
[Exit]
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Dec 12, 2012 10:00 pm
Ryan had barely noticed the change. It wasn't until elves grabbed and pulled at him, telling him to come home. Well. If home was warmer than this place, he would gladly follow.
...
So long as it wasn't back to the Sahara.
Exiting!
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Dec 12, 2012 10:01 pm
More glaring. "Angst my a**. Go harp on someone your own size, half-pint." He was about to say something else but froze as he felt a familiar sensation. And then... elves?
Jake growled, attempting to kick one. "Back off." Wait... home? Oh HELL no.
[ Exit ]
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|