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

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Charlie lay fast asleep on the rocky floor. One of his arms was splayed out over his brother, though Alex had managed to roll away so he was only half-covered by the tattered sleeve of Charlie’s jacket.
He had barely been listening to the revelations of the group. He was just glad that his younger brother was back and that he wasn’t missing any limbs. The flash of light and the arguing had awoken him, but it hadn’t been enough to keep him that way. Now his quiet snoring drifted through the cave, probably making anyone foolish enough to sleep next to him wish that they had brought earplugs.
 
Kipp woke unusually early, Noah, who had been snuggled up next to Cam was sprawled horizontally between them, his upper body laid over Cam and his feet shoved painfully into his ribs.

He slowly pushed himself up on his elbows, trying not to disturb them with his movement. It seemed everyone was still sleeping. He scooted a bit further away from Noah, laying back down on the lumpy stone floor with an arm under his head.

He didn't want to be awake yet, but he wasn't to go back to the bad dreams that had barely let him sleep. He instead laid still and silent, studying Cam's sleeping face, wishing they could have met back on Earth where things were less awful.

She no longer had the orange belt he'd given her for her arm, so she'd likely been healed while he was gone. She wasn't wearing the same clothes either. Maybe they'd found their way to the town where he and Ashira had gone. The towns people likely helped them. There were good parts to this place too, he just happened to find the worst part. If they could find someway to help those kids. If they could get rid of that place, Borealis wouldn't even be that bad.

The question was though, would he be going back there to fight? Or far more likely, die. It's not like he knew how to fight. He'd tried to learn how to defend himself, but even that hadn't been enough to keep his wings. Or protect his friends. Would he really be able to make a difference?
 
Korim rose and stretched, looking around and realizing only Kipp was awake. He didn’t want to break the silence with a word, but he also hadn’t gotten to know the harpy kid very well.
“So you’re a Harpy?” he wondered if the harpy’s wings had been clipped to prevent escape or to torture him. “What’s your name? I’m Korim.” He had begun to speak more casually in adaption to these Americans.
 
Aella had watched the mouth of the cave until the first sparks of light stretched over the treetops.
Each time someone moved, the shadows shifted. Each hour that the sliver of moon crept higher, the shadows crawled even further towards her and the small flame she held.
She was an adult, she knew that by now the shadows shouldn't scared her. The shadows didn't, really, it was what might be lurking within. Skittering little feet, tiny little beady eyes, thin, sharp hairless tails. If she could see it, it wasn't scary.
If she couldn't, well, it was another story. Because these tiny, lurking creatures were terrifying and the energy felt cold and malevolent.
But by early dawn, they were gone. Maybe they really had been there, maybe they were merely faded figments of her imagination, teasing, taunting little cruel tricks her mind played to scare her.
By the time she woke, she had mostly forgotten about them. The cold cave wall pressed against her back, her muscles aching and sore, even though she was used to it. She glanced over at the fluffy mound of Rylie, knowing the little man had to be curled up the thick fur somewhere. Who or what is Olim, and how do you find them?
 
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Korim rose and stretched, looking around and realizing only Kipp was awake. He didn’t want to break the silence with a word, but he also hadn’t gotten to know the harpy kid very well.
“So you’re a Harpy?” he wondered if the harpy’s wings had been clipped to prevent escape or to torture him. “What’s your name? I’m Korim.” He had begun to speak more casually in adaption to these Americans.
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Kipp's gaze flicked to the short grey haired guy, then back to Noah briefly as he got to his feet. It wasn't all too surprising that Noah hadn't woken up. He moved a few steps away from them to talk to Korim, not wanting to wake them up.
"My name's Kipp. I didn't realize there was a name for what even I am. I thought harpies were just... girls? Maybe that's just on Earth though." He said with a hushed voice. He wasn't an expert on mythological creatures, but he had looked up other bird like creatures before trying to figure out what he was supposed to be. "You must be from here then, Borealis?"
 
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Kipp's gaze flicked to the short grey haired guy, then back to Noah briefly as he got to his feet. It wasn't all too surprising that Noah hadn't woken up. He moved a few steps away from them to talk to Korim, not wanting to wake them up.
"My name's Kipp. I didn't realize there was a name for what ever I am. I thought harpies were just... girls? Maybe that's just on Earth though." He said with a hushed voice. He wasn't an expert on mythological creatures, but he had looked up other bird like creatures before trying to figure out what he was supposed to be. "You must be from here then, Borealis?"
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“I’ve never heard of that, so I wouldn’t know. It’s just our word for people with bird legs and wings. Yep, Borealis native,” Korim’s grin flashed in the darkness. “I’m a Linguist, so I can basically speak any language. Including Dragon.” Timit, who was crawling over his shoulders, gave a puff of flame affirming this.
 
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“I’ve never heard of that, so I wouldn’t know. It’s just our word for people with bird legs and wings. Yep, Borealis native,” Korim’s grin flashed in the darkness. “I’m a Linguist, so I can basically speak any language. Including Dragon.” Timit, who was crawling over his shoulders, gave a puff of flame affirming this.
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Kipp flinched away from the tiny dragon shooting fire near Korim's face. Though Korim's lack of reaction made him think that the two knew each other well enough that he was never in any danger of getting burned. "There's more people, like me here?" He asked, staring at the dragon's face, not entirely sure what to make of it. If it was sentient enough to hold a conversation with Korim, did that mean all dragons were? Or did he just mean it would tell him when it was hungry?
 
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Kipp flinched away from the tiny dragon shooting fire near Korim's face. Though Korim's lack of reaction made him think that the two knew each other well enough that he was never in any danger of getting burned. "There's more people, like me here?" He asked, staring at the dragon's face, not entirely sure what to make of it. If it was sentient enough to hold a conversation with Korim, did that mean all dragons were? Or did he just mean it would tell him when it was hungry?
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“Yep,” Korim said. “And they live around here too. If it weren’t for your dress, I would have thought you came from the area. Typically they aren’t very outgoing, though.”
 
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“Yep,” Korim said. “And they live around here too. If it weren’t for your dress, I would have thought you came from the area. Typically they aren’t very outgoing, though.”
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Dress? He looked down at his shirt and pants, confused momentarily at the odd use of the word. Dress like clothes.
"Hmh," It would be nice to meet someone else like him, but it would probably end up being uncomfortable, like it always was when he met new people. "Do you think they'd have a healer?" But if they weren't outgoing, maybe they wouldn't help. Even if they showed up on their doorstep with bleeding kids.
 
Blair had, miraculously, slept some. When she awoke, however, she was weighed down by the weight of a dog and a child. Kit laid across her lap, trapping her and Take's interlocked hands beneath her, and Blair was certain her hand was completely numb by now. Emma was leaning against her, her elbow jammed into Blair's already aching side.
She side, leaning her head against the cave wall. "Hey," she whispered, turning her head to look at Take, just loud enough that if he was awake he'd hear her. "Are you awake?"
 

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