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

The masked man entered the room, along with Trintan, in case anything anything boiled over.
“You have been a bad boy,” the masked man hissed. He paralyzed the already unconscious Take with pain.
“Don’t do that,” warned Tristan. “It’s not like it’ll have any effect on him.”
Suddenly, Take hopped up to his feet, his movements pulling on the chain that connected his shackles to a metal hook on the floor. His eyelids drowsily fell open, glowing red pupils staring back at the two men maliciously, a lopsided smirk carved onto his face. “You better stop doing that or else I’ll eat your toes.” he admonished in fluent Portsmoth. He rolled his neck and closed his eyes, parting his mouth to suck in and release air, his body language omnious and mysterious. Short horns sprouted from the sides of his forehead, curving inwards towards his skull, and a long tail whisked from base of his spine.
 
Noah let himself be carried, even though he could have walked on his own, and was only being a burden. He would never turn down a good piggyback ride.
“Okay,” Elon agreed. He finished his piece of bread. He still felt a bit hungry, since the bread wasn’t very filling. But she didn’t have anything else, and no one else had been offered any. So it would be impolite to ask for more. “Are we going home now, or just hiding?”

“Just rest a bit while we get our bearings. That was probably some hard work,” Kyle said. “You can tell us when you’re ready.” One trip seemed like enough to him, but four of those spin cycles? He could totally see why she’d feel a bit sick.
“Where are we?” Korim asked. They were surrounded by forest, certainly not in the place he had meant to go. He didn’t want to suffer through another night of nightmare creatures attacking people.
(Sorry I've been distracted getting a drawing to cooperate.)

Kipp led them down the narrow path against the cliff face. It would have been easy enough if he wasn't carrying Noah, or trying not to out pace the two who had to feel their way with their feet so they wouldn't go sliding down the drop off.

He was pretty sure this was the same way Chion had taken since the grass had been flattened. So even when the rain started and the grass sprang back up in it's place he continued.


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"We're going to rest here for a bit I guess. The Tregdar seems tired, so we'll wait either until it's ready to keep going, or until the others reach us." She answered while handing a piece of bread to Alex, and Torin. Seina looked up at the sky, small flecks of rain landing on her dark freckled cheeks. "Maybe we should try to move under the rocks a bit. So we don't get as wet." She suggested shooing the large beast closer to the stacked boulders. There was a bit of an alcove underneath that they could take shelter in.
 
Cold, damp scents greeted Blair when she awoke. It smelled like earth, like dirt instead of the sweet-smelling forest she had been in moments before. Where the hell am I?
Balancing herself on the wall behind her, she slowly rose, taking in the small cell, only three walls and a door with thick metal bars. They should have known better then to lock us in here. A little door isn't going to stop us.
Blair stepped away from the wall, testing the door. She pulled at it, gentle at first, then harder and harder until she was throwing her full strength at it. The bars didn't budge, however, only shuddering under her violent attacks. That doesn't make any sense. I should be able to do that. Werewolf proof, maybe? But how do they know? Those little people did.
"Damn it." Leaning against the bars, Blair looked out, finding no one around, though she heard voices. Then, buried beneath the smell of dirt, sweat and other people, a familar scent reached her. Take.
"Take?" She clawed at the bars, desperate to see if it was him. It had to be; there was no mistaking the scent. "Take?! Is that you?" Her clawing became more frantic, claws screeching against the metal painfully, but she didn't cease. I've got to get out of here. I've got to.
Suddenly, Take hopped up to his feet, his movements pulling on the chain that connected his shackles to a metal hook on the floor. His eyelids drowsily fell open, glowing red pupils staring back at the two men maliciously, a lopsided smirk carved onto his face. “You better stop doing that or else I’ll eat your toes.” he admonished in fluent Portsmoth. He rolled his neck and closed his eyes, parting his mouth to suck in and release air, his body language omnious and mysterious. Short horns sprouted from the sides of his forehead, curving inwards towards his skull, and a long tail whisked from base of his spine.
“Ha’ demon!” The masked man screamed, zapping it with pain. “Freeze him!”
Trintan zapped the demon into an ice bolt with a flick of his wrist and his frost-white shoulder length hair.
 
(Sorry I've been distracted getting a drawing to cooperate.)

Kipp led them down the narrow path against the cliff face. It would have been easy enough if he wasn't carrying Noah, or trying not to out pace the two who had to feel their way with their feet so they wouldn't go sliding down the drop off.

He was pretty sure this was the same way Chion had taken since the grass had been flattened. So even when the rain started and the grass sprang back up in it's place he continued.


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"We're going to rest here for a bit I guess. The Tregdar seems tired, so we'll wait either until it's ready to keep going, or until the others reach us." She answered while handing a piece of bread to Alex, and Torin. Seina looked up at the sky, small flecks of rain landing on her dark freckled cheeks. "Maybe we should try to move under the rocks a bit. So we don't get as wet." She suggested shooing the large beast closer to the stacked boulders. There was a bit of an alcove underneath that they could take shelter in.
Elon nodded agreeably, glancing at the forest once more, almost longingly. He lived in it, after all, fairly safely. But he had wandered off on his own, and been captured by a we-sa.
 
“Ha’ demon!” The masked man screamed, zapping it with pain. “Freeze him!”
Trintan zapped the demon into an ice bolt with a flick of his wrist and his frost-white shoulder length hair.
Take wrinkled his nose at the scent of something familiar. A wet dog smell he despised so much. His eyes widened at the quick reaction he received from the two men and yanked on the chain that broke off with little effort before he was frozen and tickled with some pain. His body melted through the ice like butter, steam filling the cell as he chortled. “I’M AN ETERNAL FLAME, BABY!” He roared, pouncing on the masked man and tearing off his disguise, saliva slipping through his teeth as he beamed in amusement. “You’re gonna let me out of this place. Now.” he seethed, wrapping the chain around the mans neck and pulling him up to his feet, then using his tail to trip the ice user. The sound of metal screeching ringing in his ears.
 
Take wrinkled his nose at the scent of something familiar. A wet dog smell he despised so much. His eyes widened at the quick reaction he received from the two men and yanked on the chain that broke off with little effort before he was frozen and tickled with some pain. His body melted through the ice like butter, steam filling the cell as he chortled. “I’M AN ETERNAL FLAME, BABY!” He roared, pouncing on the masked man and tearing off his disguise, saliva slipping through his teeth as he beamed in amusement. “You’re gonna let me out of this place. Now.” he seethed, wrapping the chain around the mans neck and pulling him up to his feet, then using his tail to trip the ice user. The sound of metal screeching ringing in his ears.
Trintan shot a bolt of ice upward, as he fell trying desperately to layer the creature with it. He scrambled backward in a crab-walk towards the door.
The un-masked man pulled the chain away from his neck. His now unmasked face glowed in the light of the burning demon. It was scarred, though the scars were the only facial feature that could be seen in the darkness -if scars could be called a facial feature- for the man had dropped his lantern, and the light had gone out.
 
Kipp tucked his arms under Noah's legs, to support his weight as he stood. The kids was right he really wasn't that heavy, and it would be a lot easier to carry him on his back than it was to carry Emma in his arms.

"Fred, I want you behind me, and Ashira behind you. Ashira, you should be able to use my thoughts to see, right? Or does it work like that?" He realized that he hadn't figured out, exactly how her powers worked yet. Or maybe he had and just didn't remember.

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Seina smiled, glad that at least one of the kids would understand her. "I'm sorry I don't have any water. I think we're headed to a river though." She said her voice kind and gentle. She put a hand on his cheek wiping off a black smudge with her thumb. "I'll carry you when we start going again ok."

She got up and offered food to the other two boys, and gave the Tregdar a pat on it's flat head, eliciting an appreciative snort from the creature.

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Chion gave the girl a dirty look for patting her head.
"Did you just PAT me?" It was bad enough being stuck like this. Now she was being treated like an animal too.
“Uh...it doesn’t really work like that,” Ashira said. “At least, I don’t think it does. I’ve only ever been able to hear thoughts.”
 
“Ha’ demon!” The masked man screamed, zapping it with pain. “Freeze him!”
Trintan zapped the demon into an ice bolt with a flick of his wrist and his frost-white shoulder length hair.
Take wrinkled his nose at the scent of something familiar. A wet dog smell he despised so much. His eyes widened at the quick reaction he received from the two men and yanked on the chain that broke off with little effort before he was frozen and tickled with some pain. His body melted through the ice like butter, steam filling the cell as he chortled. “I’M AN ETERNAL FLAME, BABY!” He roared, pouncing on the masked man and tearing off his disguise, saliva slipping through his teeth as he beamed in amusement. “You’re gonna let me out of this place. Now.” he seethed, wrapping the chain around the mans neck and pulling him up to his feet, then using his tail to trip the ice user. The sound of metal screeching ringing in his ears.
Trintan shot a bolt of ice upward, as he fell trying desperately to layer the creature with it. He scrambled backward in a crab-walk towards the door.
The un-masked man pulled the chain away from his neck. His now unmasked face glowed in the light of the burning demon. It was scarred, though the scars were the only facial feature that could be seen in the darkness -if scars could be called a facial feature- for the man had dropped his lantern, and the light had gone out.
By the time Blair heard a scream in a strange language, her hands were raw and bleeding, her ribs and arm bruisee from the countless attempts to free herself from the cage. The voice she heard nearly made her stop, nearly made her pause. It was to familiar, even after so long. "No...no, no! You've got to let me out!"
A cloak of darkness suddenly landed over her. Actually darkness impenetrable by even her vision. "You have to let me out!"
Let me. No, because you'll hurt him! We aren't getting out of here any other way.
 
“Uh...it doesn’t really work like that,” Ashira said. “At least, I don’t think it does. I’ve only ever been able to hear thoughts.”
She was only half listening to what he was saying. Her mind was focusing in on loud thoughts at the edge of her hearing. They were... Take’s thoughts. But they were in Portsmoth! How was that possible? She tried to run a translation in case, for some reason, his thoughts were being turned into her native language. But they weren’t. “Does Take speak Portsmoth?” she asked suddenly. Now she was focusing in on the thoughts of a desperate girl. Whatever’s going on... it’s nothing good.
 
Trintan shot a bolt of ice upward, as he fell trying desperately to layer the creature with it. He scrambled backward in a crab-walk towards the door.
The un-masked man pulled the chain away from his neck. His now unmasked face glowed in the light of the burning demon. It was scarred, though the scars were the only facial feature that could be seen in the darkness -if scars could be called a facial feature- for the man had dropped his lantern, and the light had gone out.
Take never stopped beaming, even as he stared at the mans disfigured face full of scars, his flames illuminating the trauma in the mans skin. There wasn’t a glimpse of remorse in Take’s three eyes as he pinned him against the wall with a single hand on his neck “You’re absolutely stunning, your face, completely ethereal.” he tilted his head allured by what his eyes were seeing, but wasn’t completely distracted by Trintan attempting to escape. His tail whipped around, wrapping itself around Trintans ankle and flinging the man into the nearest wall without batting an eye. “Let me go now. Or else you’ll be seeing a wall in your future.”
 

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