Shadowfall

[Battal]

(Not really, no.)

[Percival]

(Well that ruined my introduction. Time to improvise.)

 

(Also, I'm writing in my art/writing thread while simultaneously typing here, so...yeah. Wait a minute.)

[Percival]

Celina moved away from the campfire towards the torch she has laid down. Wrapping another piece of flesh over the faint embers, the torch was reignited, a  flame large enough for her to see, but small enough to not be seen by the people gathered around the campfire. She looked towards where she last saw her friend, and motioned it to stay where it is currently. It can walk among them if it pleased. She didn't want to introduce herself, not yet. She wanted to see what would happen to someone that walked among them. Or something close to 'someone'. With this in mind, she trekked towards the wreckage of her prison, and grabbed the body of some poor pig that didn't get out in time and got crushed . The closest thing she has to a test dummy.

 

 

(I don't know how else to introduce a lunatic without some sort of fleshy dummy. Dippet will join soon too.

 

Also, when is it daytime?)

[Battal]

(Whenever you need it to be for your intro.)

[Percival]

(No, I was just asking, because it should be at least lighter in the sky. Which might help introduction of Dippet.)

 

The creature stared after Celina's depart, wondering what on Earth the young woman was doing Then again, it knew perfectly well that she wasn't exactly what you call unstable. Nevertheless, it still wonders, as it often does, staring upwards at the night sky, despite knowing that the glowing spheres of light it has for eyes would attract the attention of the group. He didn't care if they were hostile or not. He didn't care for much in this world, apart for Celina. Speaking of the group, it pondered the choice of whether to reveal itself or to keep its identity secret. True, it knew that is has revealed its position by showing the whites of its eyes, quite literally in fact, but he was quite a distance away, and even if they did try to retaliate, it knew that it could move quickly enough to evade any attack.

 

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Celina was having some trouble dragging the entirety of the dead pig body across the uneven landscape and wreckage., especially since she has to hold the torch to see without igniting the pig. The torch wasn't much help, though; she kept tripping over the wreckage and getting ash on her limbs from falling onto the burnt wood. This pig was much harder to drag then she thought it would be.

 

"Fattie."

 

It was becoming much harder to drag the creature, and she has all but given up to drag it as a whole. She simply just drops the pig, too exhausted to walk towards the campfire. She lays the torch down, hoping for the darkness to swallow her up again. She has become so used to sleeping in the dark.

 

Unfortunately for her, flesh is quite flammable.

 

The pig she was lying on for a pillow slowly burst into a flame, Celina quickly whipping her head upwards. The pigs body is now lost within the flames, and the worst part was that she was visible among the carnage of the blooming crimson and yellow.

 

(Well, excuse me if it's lame, but I'm not good at improvising)

[Battal]

"Oh, no.  The lady's on fire."  Jakob says, evaporating the flames with the swipe of a hand.  Walking towards her, he asks, "Who are you?"

[Strangerdanger101]

Ayasha walks up to Celina without a word.

 

(Had to edit the post because Battal ninja'd me)

Edited April 26, 2014 by Strangerdanger101

[Percival]

(Anti-climactic today, aren't we Battal?)

 

Celina, who couldn't see in front of her in the darkness, grabbed the torch that have ignited the pig, now a flaming inferno from the carnage. Raising the torch, she expected for someone to attack or restrain her in some way. What she didn't expect was someone calmly speaking to her like an actual being. Celina was far too used to seeing people run away from her in fear. Then again, pigs aren't people. Nevertheless, she keeps quiet, though she does have a manic glint in her eyes that she cannot hide. She keeps the osteotome she has concealed behind her back. It never hurts to have caution.

[Will]

"Oh, great. A new person. Because everything goes so well when we get new people."

Violet punches Dark Will in the side.

"Most of the time."

[Battal]

"Who are you?"  Jakob asks again, getting within stabbing distance of Celina.

[Percival]

(Are you implying something about me?

 

"Oh, great. A new person. Because everything goes so well when we get new people."

 

Cause it feels like it.)

 

Celina remains silent, though she does slide the osteotome up her sleeve behind her back. She leans to the left to see the rest of the group. Or at least that's what it looks like. She's really trying to look for her friend.

[Strangerdanger101]

"Don't hurt this girl. yet. She could be friendly!"

[Battal]

"What makes you think I'm going to hurt her?"  Battal asks Ayasha.  He turns back to the girl.  "No name?  That's fine.  What are you doing out here?"

[Will]

(It was Dark Will showing disdain for new blood and stuff. It's his personality, not my ideology.)

[Strangerdanger101]

Ayasha says nothing in response, oddly.

[Percival]

Celina moves her gaze towards Battal, the same manic glint in her eyes. Her voice looks like a dark shade of purple is filled with a lot more gusto then before, though it wasn't obvious if it was false zest or true relish.

 

"Getting away to anywhere except here."

 

She fingers the osteotome, and as she does so, a block of wood falls into her palm. She has forgotten about the pouch where she stored her music box. She feels much calmer, much more serene knowing she has her only shred of sanity with her.

 

Of course, feeling calmer, she partly let her fingers unfurl, and the box fell onto the ground, looking like a simple block of wood to the group, but a shred of hope to Celina.

[Battal]

Jakob looks around at the still-smoldering ruin of Taggard's mansion.

 

"I can understand that."

[Percival]

Celina slowly bent down to pick up the cube, raising it up to her chest.

 

"You may see a now deunct mansion. I see a prison."

[Battal]

"What, you were trapped in there or something?"  Jakob asks.

[Percival]

She looks at the black music box, a mixed look of knowledge and pain.

 

"You could say that."

 

She grasped the box on two of the corners,pinching it, and a small wind-up key popped out of side.

[Battal]

In the distance, a sliver of sunlight begins to rise over the horizon.  Jakob sees this, and immediately tenses.  He then turns to the group.

 

"It's time."

[Percival]

"Eh?"

 

She leans over to the right, to see the rest of the group's reaction. Instead, she sees a familiar sliver of shadow slip into the ground, no sign of it ever existing, save for a faint shadow that is almost unnoticable in the uneven ground.

 

"Oh. Let us hope they don't find you."

[Strangerdanger101]

(We need dramatic music)

"Is it time for...."

[Battal]

"Yes.  Time to finish this."

[Percival]

"Eh? Excuse me? What?"

 

Celina seems immensly interested in what they were talking about. Or maybe she wants to stab them all; you can't really tell the difference.