The Hidden Door-A Role Play (AKA The Most Dangerous Coffee Shop II)

[Butterscotchbitesfinger]

Pell was curious about the black furry creature, but didnt know it was dead. She approached Eve slowly peering around her at the we-sa. She silently looked back up at Eve's eyes noting the same twinkle of happy accomplishment, that the dragons would get when they were showing off their retrieved prey.
"You killed that thing?" She asked, her voice quiet and full of amazement.

Eve nodded. She grabbed a stick dropping the animal. She started to draw in the dirt, it’s the We-Sa. I can’t speak because my voice can murder people, I have no control

 

[Amer]

“That...that’s the we-sa thingymaboby” she silently crept forward picking up one of its hooves dragging the wired thing back to the barn. She saw the young man who was helping them, she tapped his shoulder motioning to the beast proud of what her powers had achieved

Korim had a couple of bags slung over his broad shoulders, heading towards the barn.
Suddenly, the silent girl approached him and touched his shoulder.
Behind her she dragged a long black animal... no... it had twisted feathered wings.
He let out a gasp, and his strength left him as he stared at the seven-foot-long creature. The bags tumbled to the ground with a dull thud as he tried to process what he was seeing.
“A... we-sa... You found a we-sa? No one’s... no one’s found one dead before...”
He knelt down and stroked the hair of its face thoughtfully. “It really is...”

 

[Butterscotchbitesfinger]

Korim had a couple of bags slung over his broad shoulders, heading towards the barn.
Suddenly, the silent girl approached him and touched his shoulder.
Behind her she dragged a long black animal... no... it had twisted feathered wings.
He let out a gasp, and his strength left him as he stared at the seven-foot-long creature. The bags tumbled to the ground with a dull thud as he tried to process what he was seeing.
“A... we-sa... You found a we-sa? No one’s... no one’s found one dead before...”
He knelt down and stroked the hair of its face thoughtfully. “It really is...”

Eve rolled her eyes, she began writing with her stick in the dirt. No. I killed it. I used my deadly voice.

 

[Amer]

Pell was curious about the black furry creature, but didnt know it was dead. She approached Eve slowly peering around her at the we-sa. She silently looked back up at Eve's eyes noting the same twinkle of happy accomplishment, that the dragons would get when they were showing off their retrieved prey.
"You killed that thing?" She asked, her voice quiet and full of amazement.

“No way... No. Way. She must’ve just...” Korim glanced at where Eve was drawing with a stick.

Eve nodded. She grabbed a stick dropping the animal. She started to draw in the dirt, it’s the We-Sa. I can’t speak because my voice can murder people, I have no control

“Woah. You killed that... with your voice? I never met anyone with powers like that. Also, your language looks really cool when it’s written,” Korim said. “Maybe we can study it, find out what it is, or discover its motives.”

 

[Butterscotchbitesfinger]

“No way... No. Way. She must’ve just...” Korim glanced at where Eve was drawing with a stick.

“Woah. You killed that... with your voice? I never met anyone with powers like that. Also, your language looks really cool when it’s written,” Korim said. “Maybe we can study it, find out what it is, or discover its motives.”

Eve nodded offering a smile. It felt good to speak after 9 years

 

[Amer]

Eve nodded offering a smile. It felt good to speak after 9 years

“Yeah, probably,” Korim said, peering into the dirt. Her sense of humor made him smile. “Hey, do you want some paper and charcoal? You’re probably going to run out of dirt.”

 

[Amer]

Take woke up lying down, his face against a hard stone floor that his body prevented from feeling the utter coldness and unwelcoming true temperature of the rock. His eyes flickered open, and turned his face to the side, resting on his cheek to observe his surroundings to avoid making as much movement as possible. I could be in the we-sa's cave or den for all I know.. But he was proven wrong, and found himself in a cell, surprisingly similar to the one he fell into while at the bug-infested castle five months ago. He let out a groan when he lifted himself up off the ground like when he performed a push-up. His head was spinning, and tried to shake it off when he rested up against one of the stone walls. He was lacking feeling in his face, remembering the sensation when he went to the dentist a few months ago to get his snaggle tooth removed, and the dentist numbed his gums with the giant needle. His hands flew up to his mouth to make sure no such procedure was performed again, but he felt a slight, gritty, powdery texture around his face and nose. Is this what made me knock out? Take wiped off as much residue of the powder as possible and climbed to his feet hurriedly, throwing himself up against the long bars of the cell. "Hey! We-sa! Whats the big deal throwing me in a cell huh? Where are the kids?!" he shouted out angrily, gripping the metal bars with both hands and shaking them furiously. He tried shoving his face in between them, but his large pointy ears wouldn't allow it.

A tall grey guard opened the door, curling his lip at the effeminate shade of Take’s hair, and grabbed his wrist, barking something in Borealan and dragging him toward the tunnel.

Kipp felt a hot hand wrap around his ankle, pulling him backwards. He let out a quick yelp, grabbing at the walls with his hands. He spread his wings as best he could, pushing the into the soft soil of the small cave try to get himself stuck in the cave.

Kipp’s pursuer couldn’t do anything to force him to get out of the cave.
“I’ll wait. It’s a dead end, eventually you’ll have the sense to come back. I’ll wait, bird-boy.”

 

[Yowza Wowza]

A tall grey guard opened the door, curling his lip at the effeminate shade of Take’s hair, and grabbed his wrist, barking something in Borealan and dragging him toward the tunnel.


Kipp’s pursuer couldn’t do anything to force him to get out of the cave.
“I’ll wait. It’s a dead end, eventually you’ll have the sense to come back. I’ll wait, bird-boy.”

Take cursed obscenities at the Borealan guard, regardless whether or not he would understand. He flared up when his wrist was abruptly grabbed, and he refused to be dragged by this authority figure. He twisted his fist sideways and jerked his hand towards his body, freeing himself. He’s gotta know where the kids are... Take swiftly shoved the guard up against the wall and pinned him with a forearm and a raised fist, “Where are the kids?! Children?! Brats?! Youngsters?!” he demanded with a wild look in his three eyes, saying as many substitute words for kid.

 

[Yowza Wowza]

Eve nodded offering a smile. It felt good to speak after 9 years

Hana eventually awoke, and rejoined the others just a bit outside the barn. She let out a small yawn, stretched her arms and back before she suddenly froze at the sight of the pitch black beast that laid limp on the ground. She noticed the prideful twinkle in Eve’s eyes that said, ‘I’m the one that did this’ and the writings on the ground that explained so. She killed it? This is a we-sa? Hana came closer to the deceased we-sa and unsheathed her katana, loosely holding it in one hand as she poked the corpse and lifted its twisted wing in efforts to observe it. “Odd..” she commented on its human-like appearance.

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

The dragon giggled and fluttered to the well, chattering and hovering over the shade of it.


“I don’t know about that. Maybe they actually sleep...” Korim suggested. A hint of a grin cracked his round face. “I don’t know, just a thought.” He suggested.

Eve rolled her eyes, she began writing with her stick in the dirt. No. I killed it. I used my deadly voice.

Aella had shrugged, collecting her clothes after he had left. As she stepped outside, a black figure behind a girl catching her eye, confused when she saw everyone staring at it.
She raced down to join them, stones cutting the bare bottoms of her feet but the didn't stop until she reached them. She approached the black mass, looking down at it. Twisted black wings sprouted from the creatures back, delicate ink colored feathers torn and mangled, ripped from place from how it was dragged. Long, furred legs ending in what looked like goat hooves stretched it to nearly seven feet tall. She knelt down beside it, dropping her clothes on the dirt beside her.
It's face was disturbingly human. Like a humans face but with fur. Wide, yellow eyes stared sightless at the blue sky. Dull. Empty. No glimmer of life in them. She reached a hand out, drawing her fingers over it's eyelids to close them so they no longer stared dully.
It nearly looked like it was sleeping, except it's chest didn't rise and fall steadily. Her fingers ran through the fur on it's face, the dense fur soft beneath her fingers. "Gone," she whispered.