"Let's get going then." Cal said, starting down the path towards the east. They ran across many different wooden signs with words that kept saying; This Way! That Way! Other Way! Turn Around! He ignored them and continued to walk, watching the sun slowly sink behind the trees.
Ailith followed this Cal. She didn't know what they were apart of, but she needed a place to stay.
She limped after them, cursing out the man in her head for crippling her wings. Occasionally, she thought she saw a flash of blue in the trees, but she couldn’t turn her head to look.
Cal glanced over at Nimue, frowning in concern. "I can carry you, Nimue. I can tell it's hurting." He said sincerely, turning to face her. She would probably say no, but he hoped that she wouldn't. Getting even more hurt wouldn't help them.
“I can walk, but I guess I could use a little support,” she muttered.
Wait… is your hair blue?!
…no.
Oh my god, it is, isn’t it?
Shut up already.
//you can’t stab me you don’t know where I am
Cal: ur behind that tree
wtf how did u kmow
Cal: oh I didn’t it was a lucky guess thanks for telling me
( Haha so true. xD)
Cal: Come out.
Come and get me.
Cal: Nah, I'm kind of lazy.
Why am I even in your head. Shakes their own head
“I can walk, but I guess I could use a little support,” she muttered.
Wait… is your hair blue?!
…no.
Oh my god, it is, isn’t it?
Shut up already.
Cal nodded and looped an arm under Nimue's shoulders, letting her lean against him. "The sun's going to set soon." He muttered, looking up at the already darkening sky.
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ENGLISH
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Marya sat next to Nimue, “You didn’t happen to bring my battle-axe, did you?”
(Man, where is London?
Anyways, I have to go study for English so I don’t fail.
Cya.)
“No, I have a tiny knife though,” she said, smiling through the pain.
Aren’t you supposed to be like, old and creepy?
Shut up with your stereotypes right now or I will make you stab Cal.
“That sucks.” Marya laud herself down, staring at the sky.
The sky began to darken, small growls coming from the forest and the trees. Cal shifted nervously as everything became darker, but covered it up with an easy smile.
(Hm, when should the guy link with Cal? )
//maybe like
a few minutes?
So… how old are you?
You can stop talking.
Hey, you know everything about me! I should get to know something about you!
Twenty.
That’s… a lot younger than I thought. Can you get out of my head now?
No.
"We'll have to camp here for the night," Cal said, sitting down next to Marya and blowing a few strands of dark hair out of his face. "It's better than continuing to move in the dark and risking getting attacked from something."
“Mm.” Marya nodded and put an arm around Cal. “I’ll light a fire.”
Oh, you’ll like this part. He seemed to laugh, almost, a whisper of humor.
She watched him step out of the shadows when Marya turned away to start the fire.
She watched him do the exact same thing to Cal that he did to her.
And she watched him smile as he blew her a kiss and walked away.
//is this okay
also he’s a flirtatious bastard this has been decided
Cal nodded in response, leaning against Marya, glad to see that she was alive. "Did they hurt you?" He asked softly.
“A little bit.” Marya said, blood dripping from her mouth again.
"They'll pay." Cal answered, reaching out and wiping the blood from her mouth. He felt an odd feeling wash over him, and a sudden voice began to speak in his mind.
Don't say anything. Don't make a noise. If I do, I'll hurt your friends.
Cal opened his mouth to speak, but immediately shut it.
What do you want?
A few things. . .
(What should the man want? )
//life and liberty for all who believes
…sorry,we had chapel today
Um
Idk
Maybe he works for the king? That’s where I was going with it
( K, sounds good. If you wanted to go with Nimue being the traitor, maybe they promise her something and she takes it )
What do you want. Cal asked again, continuing to watch Marya in front of him.
Cal Carose, correct? Son of Eros. See, the King wants you and has quite a bounty placed upon your head.
He didn't answer.
I need you to turn yourself over, or I'll hurt everyone you love. A few of my. . . friends are going to come, and I need you to let them take you to the palace, okay?
Cal bit his bottom lip as he thought.
We'll see.
As if on cue, a low growl emerged from the forest.
//she’s actually being controlled, whereas Cal is just being talked to I think?
either way, she’s forced to it
because angst :D
(( I think they're both being controlled, because Cal isn't the type to just agree with things))
( angst is good xD )
( Should it be an alice in wonderland beast. . . . like a smaller version of the jabberwocky and multiple of them.)
//Yeah probably
also is he being like, manipulate controlled or like, actual mind-control
( Well, probably just manipulating limbs )
//okay cool
Asshole.
Sure.
She leaned back, moving her wings carefully as not to pain them. “This day has gone very well.”
Maybe for you.
It was sarcasm. Don’t you know your own tone?
Cal pushed himself up slowly as he heard a growl emerge from further away. He picked up his bow next to him, pulling an arrow out of his quiver.
Hand yourself over. Things don't need to get messy.
Never. Go mess with someone else, dumbass.
