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

Kyle put the crumb back in his pocket and ignored Take’s question. “Child labor place?” he echoed. He began counting the heads, and there were clearly all that had gone missing, along with some additional kids. “Take! You’re awesome!” Kyle said dumbly, not even sure how to praise him. But if they managed to get out on their own, what are we doing here? What’s the next stage of the journey, home?

Korim lowered his hand when he regained control of it and prepared to fling the cursed will-bending mirror across the room. But Cam stayed his hand, standing up. Noah remained like a dog at her feet, wiping his tears from his face with her dress.
“No,” she said, pressing the mirror back into his hands. “We might need it.”
She peered into the sparkling gloom and noticed a barely recognizable heap. ”Kipp... did they... cut your wings?”


(Actually laughing)
“Oh yes!” Kyle said. He had forgotten about the others. Unlike humans and much more like squirrels, little people did not take large meals during the day and instead took small intermittent snacks.
“I almost forgot about that! I’m very sorry about that. Korim probably knows what to do. He helped to set up how the meals were planned.”
(ack why so many charries)
Korim turned. “Dinner?” he asked. “Yes, we have bread and dried meat and mench. Take out a piece, if you desire any.” Mench was a vegetable that could handle a beating and store for a long time. It sadly lacked much flavor.
Take turned his attention to Korim, who informed them that food was available. In a heartbeat he was standing before the beefy light haired boy with his hand outstretched to him, “Dried meat” he spoke eagerly, his face easily read that he was starving and desperate food. He stomach let out a grumble in agreement.
Kevin mirrored Takes distrustful look. “Were you followed?” He asked, scanning the cave. It seemed too easy to him. They somehow rescued all of the missing kids plus some, survived days in the mines full of we-sa, managed to escape and go through a portal where everyone else was. If the creature Eve killed in the forest was a we-sa, he doubted it would be that easy. Not to mention at a first glance they seemed relatively uninjured. Tired and hungry, but unhurt.
Once Take received his serving of what was basically jerky, he starting gnawing and chewing on it ravenously. He shook his head in response to Kevin’s question, “I doubt it, the weather was seriously bad out there” he answered, his speech muffled.
 
“You don’t know what happened to you?” Cam asked, dropping her arms and tilting her head to the side. “What did they do to your wings? I’m so sorry about that... are you hurt? Does it hurt?”
Noah had let go of her and was now holding up the treasure in Kylan’s blinking light. “Wait, you’ve got electricity powers? That’s soooo cool,” he said jealously. “Look at all this treasure!” He fell back on it and was momentarily stunned by the pain which results from falling on something solid, but brushed it off with an “Ow,” and began to make gold angels in it.
"No, I do." He answered studying her face as she pulled away. Dismissing the idea that she had any interest in him besides proximity.
"I'm..." He shook his head gently, looking down at his toes. "Fred's hurt worse than I am."
 
"No, I do." He answered studying her face as she pulled away. Dismissing the idea that she had any interest in him besides proximity.
"I'm..." He shook his head gently, looking down at his toes. "Fred's hurt worse than I am."
“What happened?” Cam asked again, locating Fred. Fred had half-healed scratches raked down his back and his clothes were torn, dirty, and ruined. Clearly I missed a lot. “Fred, do you need any medical attention?” Not that that was something she could provide.
 
“You don’t know what happened to you?” Cam asked, dropping her arms and tilting her head to the side. “What did they do to your wings? I’m so sorry about that... are you hurt? Does it hurt?”
Noah had let go of her and was now holding up the treasure in Kylan’s blinking light. “Wait, you’ve got electricity powers? That’s soooo cool,” he said jealously. “Look at all this treasure!” He fell back on it and was momentarily stunned by the pain which results from falling on something solid, but brushed it off with an “Ow,” and began to make gold angels in it.
Aria turned fast around, “where is your brother?” She asked panic rising in her voice. She whirled back to the portal, “maybe I can find him through the portal” she suggested to Kylan.
Everything was a whirlwind.
A mirror, falling forms, new faces, new voices.
Kylan backed up slowly, turning to each person in turn, his stomach flipping over inside of him as his heart took spiraling leaps. It didn't take much for him to realize these were the missing kids, and to not zap them to a crisp with his powers.
Noah was the first to speak to him, and he froze up a bit, eyeing him before giving a breathy laugh as he recognized him as the kid Cam had been here looking for. "Yeah, yeah kid, I have electricity powers." He answered softly, before flinching when the kid fell back, moving to see if he was hurt-- Before remembering he'd electrocute the poor kid if he touched him.
Then another realization hit him hard.
Where's Torin? Where is he?
He spun in a circle, frantically searching the sounding faces for the six year old boy, looking slightly crazed. Most of the others had been accounted for, the pink haired one even okay enough to be sarcastic with Kevin, and Noah had bounced from Cam to near him in seconds, all the while the boy Lilith had poured water on when he passed out was yelling harshly at Take. So why wasn't his insane little brother running about?
"Torin? C'mon." He called, mildly aware that Lilith had materialized from the shadows to stand by his and Aria's sides, very much looking like the ghost she sometimes acted like. He was also aware that his sudden intense rise in stress and heart rate had accidentally made his bolts of light much more pronounced and erratic, brightening up the cave much more than it already had been. Why can't I see him? Did something happen?
"Kylan?"
He stopped, a small figure much like his own stepping out from behind the mound of gold and gems, illuminated brightly by Kylan's light. He was dirty, mud smeared on pretty much every corner of his body, and his light blue hoodie was torn beyond reorganization.
He had enough sense to let his light flicker out as to not turn his brother into a burnt piece of toast, but that ultimately put the cave into darkness other than Kevin's glow-y hands.
Not that he cared, really.
He stepped forward, falling onto his knees on the hard metal without thought and wrapping his arms around Torin, hugging the kid to his chest tightly as his eyes snapped shut, halfway feeling tears prick at the corners of his eyes. "I thought, I thought you were gone too, Tor." He whispered, tucking the kids head under his chin. "Why'd you have to go through that portal, huh? You scared me so, so bad, kid."
"I missed you, Kylan. They were so mean there. But I knew you'd find me, I knew you would!"
He gave a small sigh, contentment sparking once again in his chest.
That was, until he pulled back to look his brother over. His eyes caught the sight of blood pricking around the kid's sides. His eyes fell down, bringing his hands up to inspect them, seeing fresh blood on his hands, blood that hadn't been there before.
He turned Torin around, mouth dropping open at the sight of long, open wounds across the child's back. He was whipped?
He heard Lilith mutter a string of shocked obscenities at the sight, which actually mildly summed up his emotions that were somewhere between horror and a intense rage at whoever did that to a small boy.
They had to be infected, raw and puckered, mud and stones lodged inside from what looked like he slid down a landslide. Maybe he did.
"Who did that to you, Torin? Torin, who did that to you? Kevin, please, can you help him?"
 
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Take turned his attention to Korim, who informed them that food was available. In a heartbeat he was standing before the beefy light haired boy with his hand outstretched to him, “Dried meat” he spoke eagerly, his face easily read that he was starving and desperate food. He stomach let out a grumble in agreement.

Once Take received his serving of what was basically jerky, he starting gnawing and chewing on it ravenously. He shook his head in response to Kevin’s question, “I doubt it, the weather was seriously bad out there” he answered, his speech muffled.
Everything was a whirlwind.
A mirror, falling forms, new faces, new voices.
Kylan backed up slowly, turning to each person in turn, his stomach flipping over inside of him as his heart took spiraling leaps. It didn't take much for him to realize these were the missing kids, and to not zap them to a crisp with his powers.
Noah was the first to speak to him, and he froze up a bit, eyeing him before giving a breathy laugh as he recognized him as the kid Cam had been here looking for. "Yeah, yeah kid, I have electricity powers." He answered softly, before flinching when the kid fell back, moving to see if he was hurt-- Before remembering he'd electrocute the poor kid if he touched him.
Then another realization hit him hard.
Where's Torin? Where is he?
He spun in a circle, frantically searching the sounding faces for the six year old boy, looking slightly crazed. Most of the others had been accounted for, the pink haired one even okay enough to be sarcastic with Kevin, and Noah had bounced from Cam to near him in seconds, all the while the boy Lilith had poured water on when he passed out was yelling harshly at Take. So why wasn't his insane little brother running about?
"Torin? C'mon." He called, mildly aware that Lilith had materialized from the shadows to stand by his and Aria's sides, very much looking like the ghost she sometimes acted like. He was also aware that his sudden intense rise in stress and heart rate had accidentally made his bolts of light much more pronounced and erratic, brightening up the cave much more than it already had been. Why can't I see him? Did something happen?
"Kylan?"
He stopped, a small figure much like his own stepping out from behind the mound of gold and gems, illuminated brightly by Kylan's light. He was dirty, mud smeared on pretty much every corner of his body, and his light blue hoodie was torn beyond reorganization.
He had enough sense to let his light flicker out as to not turn his brother into a burnt piece of toast, but that ultimately put the cave into darkness other than Kevin's glow-y hands.
Not that he cared, really.
He stepped forward, falling onto his knees on the hard metal without thought and wrapping his arms around Torin, hugging the kid to his chest tightly as his eyes snapped shut, halfway feeling tears prick at the corners of his eyes. "I thought, I thought you were gone too, Tor." He whispered, tucking the kids head under his chin. "Why'd you have to go through that portal, huh? You scared me so, so bad, kid."
"I missed you, Kylan. They were so mean there. But I knew you'd find me, I knew you would!"
He gave a small sigh, contentment sparking once again in his chest.
That was, until he pulled back to look his brother over. His eyes caught the sight of blood pricking around the kid's sides. His eyes fell down, bringing his hands up to inspect them, seeing fresh blood on his hands, blood that hadn't been there before.
He turned Torin around, mouth dropping open at the sight of long, open wounds across the child's back. He was whipped?
He heard Lilith mutter a string of shocked obscenities at the sight, which actually mildly summed up his emotions that were somewhere between horror and a intense rage at whoever did that to a small boy.
They had to be infected, raw and puckered, mud and stones lodged inside from what looked like he slid down a landslide. Maybe he did.
"Who did that to you, Torin? Torin, who did that to you? Kevin! Help him, please!"

“Hmm,” Kevin said to Take, turning away. His gaze fell on Torin, lowering his gun and kneeling down next to him.
“Hey there, Torin,” Kevin said softly, hoping he wouldn’t scare the boy. “Can I take a look at your back?” He leaned his head to the side, glancing at Torin’s back. His face stayed blank as he looked at all of the rocks and debris stuck in the wound. “I’m going to help you, okay? I’ll help make it better.” Kevin carefully spun him around, resting a large hand on Torin’s shoulder. He sent a wave of magic through him, numbing the wound as he picked as much of the debris out as possible. Once he was done with that he closed his eyes, focusing on healing the wound. Torin was small, and therefore didn’t make him as tired as it would’ve if he was a full size adult.
“There. How are you feeling?” Kevin asked once he couldn’t heal him anymore.
 
Blair gave a huff as she was rudely removed from her comfortable and warm resting place, being left on the cold stone. "What the hell, Take." She growled, rolling to her feet in time to see him vanish through a mirror. She watched it wide eyed, carefully picking the confused Emma up, before it hit her. Kit.
She needed Kit.
She couldn't leave without finding Kit first. Kit had never abandoned her, and she couldn't abandon Kit. So, carefully balancing Emma on her hip, she approached the mouth of the cave, calling the dogs name into the wind. She heard everyone behind her vanish into the portal one by one until she and Emma were left alone, staring into the forest. Maybe she'll be through the portal. She has to be...right?
Hesitantly, she turned, a cold pit burrowing in her stomach at the thought of leaving without Kit, but she continued towards the mirror, setting Emma down. "Go through." She murmured.
"What?" Emma turned a sleepy, confused look on her. "How?"
"Walk into the mirror, Em." Still unsure, Emma reached out, her hand disappearing into the mirror and soon after the entirety of her did.
Looking back at the mouth of the cave briefly, Blair turned to the mirror, her foot going through to, when she heard something barreling through the forest outside. Every instinct told her to run, that it was dangerous, but she turned her gaze towards it, and her eyes fell upon the muddiest border collie she had ever seen.
Kit lunged at her, jumping full speed into Blair's arms. "Kit!" The name left her in a breathless grasp, holding onto her tightly.
Kit whined softly, licking her face and neck, elated to see her owner again. "You're okay," she murmured, not caring that she was twice as muddy then she was before, carefully stepping through the portal with Kit.
Take’s snack didn’t last very long and wasn’t enough to fill him, but he was glad to have at least eaten something. He could’ve eaten more than his share, but he considered there was plenty of kids hungrier than him. He returned over to the heaps of treasure and plopped down. Never in his life would he have thought he would be laying on gold riches, precious metals, and jewels that would belong to a royal. Who puts an entire fortune in a completely random cave out here? Take gazed about until his eyes fell on Blair and what looked like a muddy blob with four legs. He sat up quickly, eyes widened and mouth gaped. “Is that who I think it is...?” he said in disbelief, trying to identify the border collie under all the sludgy mud. His arms spread out, beaming as he yelled out “Vien Kit!”
 
“What happened?” Cam asked again, locating Fred. Fred had half-healed scratches raked down his back and his clothes were torn, dirty, and ruined. Clearly I missed a lot. “Fred, do you need any medical attention?” Not that that was something she could provide.
Kipp sighed looking over at Fred. He'd tried flat out ignoring her questions, but it didn't seem to be working.
"I guess, we were abducted by we-sa, and forced to work in..." He looked around the cave trying to come up with a name for it. "a weapon, refinery, mine place? They clipped my wings to make it harder to escape, I guess." He said shrugging and looking around for a place to set down the sleeping dead weight in his arms.
 
Kipp sighed looking over at Fred. He'd tried flat out ignoring her questions, but it didn't seem to be working.
"I guess, we were abducted by we-sa, and forced to work in..." He looked around the cave trying to come up with a name for it. "a weapon, refinery, mine place? They clipped my wings to make it harder to escape, I guess." He said shrugging and looking around for a place to set down the sleeping dead weight in his arms.
“A weapons refinery? What for?” Kyle asked, allowing the thought to circulate in his head a couple of times. “They’re probably building an army,” he decided. “They have access to earth... which means... could your dark lord the Olim fellow be preparing to invade Earth?” He asked Korim.
“Whatever for?”
“I don’t know...” Korim admitted.
 
Chion stared around at the crowd of people, feeling terribly out of place. Of all the places they could have come out, a dragons lair was not one of the places she imagined. She kicked at the coins wishing that instead of useless metal, dragons would hoard pretty clothes. She didn't want to be stuck as an animal anymore.

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“A weapons refinery? What for?” Kyle asked, allowing the thought to circulate in his head a couple of times. “They’re probably building an army,” he decided. “They have access to earth... which means... could your dark lord the Olim fellow be preparing to invade Earth?” He asked Korim.
“Whatever for?”
“I don’t know...” Korim admitted.

Siena's attention was grabbed by Kyle mentioning Olim's name. She didn't know what exactly he was saying but she recognized that at least. She stepped closer to try to listen in, setting the young Nymph boy down.

"Olim?" She said tipping her head quizzically.
 

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