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

[Cluckcluck1215]

Ciro somberly watched his patient slip from wakefulness, then let out a gusty sigh after hearing Aella's disheartening response. "Then I guess we're just waiting."
He stood up and approached Blair's companion, who'd just appeared to assault the felled manticore's face- which made Ciro slightly leery, but he wasn't going to waste time on debating his approachability. "Do you know where we could find the hom- man with the little chickens?"

Eve looked at her and shook her head.

After the three-eyed man disappeared into the darkness, Ciro threw up his arms, finally letting himself be bothered by everyone's automatic predisposition to leave them. "¡Bien, nadie espera que alguien se quede aquí y ayude con las personas heridas!" he sputtered. Then his despairingly raised arms dragged his attention along them to realize his current state of nakedness.
Oh. Somehow, removing his shirt hadn't really seemed synonymous with being shirtless.
Maybe that's what was scaring everybody off.
Maybe his muscles weren't nearly as toned as they should be.
Maybe the spattering of chest hair was pathetic.
Maybe the heart-shaped birthmark was visible.
...
Now he was really self-conscious.

"Good." Aella nodded, satisfied with the brief nod. When Ciro spouted out a stream of Spanish far too fast for her to even begin to translate, she stood quickly, turning to see why he had been yelling. Seeing the three eyed guy and his girlfriend vanishing into the forest gave her a little idea of what was wrong.
"Ciro," she said softly, tilting her head the slightest bit. It felt strange to say someone else's name. "It's okay. We'll figure it out, yeah? Somehow...I mean, don't ask how, but we will." However, the fluttering whispering she heard told her otherwise, causing uncertainty to hover in her voice.

 

[FrankieDoodle]

Kevin looked up as Lilith started to... shrink? Wait, who was Lilith? And where was he? He stood up, looking around. He was no longer lost in the orchard of apple trees on his farm. Instead, he was standing by a beautiful lake.
He looked down at himself. He was wearing a fancy white button up shirt with dark dress pants. He could’ve sworn he was just wearing something else. “Chto za-“ Kevin murmured. He couldn’t remember why he was wearing that, or what had happened. And then it hit him.
Feelings of sadness, confusion, and a little bit of embarrassment washed over him as his hand flew up to touch the ring on his necklace. He remembered now. Kevin had planned to propose to his long-term partner, but for some reason his partner said no. He couldn’t remember why. They had talked about marriage before, so why didn’t it work? Family? Not the right time? Another person?
Kevin shook his head, staring into the pool. There was something familiar about this place, yet he couldn’t quite place it. Something about the people, mainly the little girl who was covered in blood, crying.
Wait. Blood? Why was she bleeding? What happened?
He walked toward Lilith, crouching down. “Ty v poryadke, Flauer? Chto proizoshlo?” He asked softly, looking her up and down. “YA-ya dumayu, chto mogu istselit' tebya. Vy raneny?” Kevin carefully reached out to touch her, his hand glowing. She was so familiar, yet he couldn’t remember who she was. Maybe one of his nieces? A twinge of panic pulled at the back of his head. If this was his niece, then what happened to his sister? Or brother? Were they okay? Surely they wouldn’t just leave her like this, alone, scared, and hurt. He knew them better. The only reason Lilith wouldn’t be with them was if someone died. “Leyla? Leyla, gde tvoya mama?” Kevin asked.

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

Take gazed down at Blair, seeing that her eyes were no longer glowing an intense gold like before. A smug little smile appeared on his face, “Felt good” he remarked, “You feeling alright?” he asked, now that she was herself again.



Take turned his attention to the shirtless Ciro, raising a brow in uncertainty as he looked at those who remained among the group, “Beats me, he was with his own little group and took off..” he shrugged, frowning a little. That’s when he heard a crash of water and splashing that followed not too far away. He tried to follow his hearing, wandering into another direction for a few steps trying to locate where it came from. “Water..” he muttered. I haven’t drank any since I left for my jog back home.. and I bet we’re all dehydrated by now.

"Yeah, fine." Blair answered with a small smile, studying him, making sure the wolf hadn't hurt him. "Sorry for not keeping control, I panicked and– Water?" She broke off from her rambling when she heard his mutter. She heard it, then, soft slashing not far away. "That way," she pointed through the dark trees, voices reaching her ears.
She carefully made her way through the woods, until she found some of the group surrounding a large pond like body of water. She tore across the small clearing, falling beside it. Seeing the water caused thirst to hit her like a freight train, and she ducked down, cupping the water in her hands. It smelled perfectly fine, and tasted almost sweet, pure and untainted unlike city water.
Little did she know of the consequences drinking strange water, in a strange place, had.

 

[RiverStorm]

Kevin looked up as Lilith started to... shrink? Wait, who was Lilith? And where was he? He stood up, looking around. He was no longer lost in the orchard of apple trees on his farm. Instead, he was standing by a beautiful lake.
He looked down at himself. He was wearing a fancy white button up shirt with dark dress pants. He could’ve sworn he was just wearing something else. “Chto za-“ Kevin murmured. He couldn’t remember why he was wearing that, or what had happened. And then it hit him.
Feelings of sadness, confusion, and a little bit of embarrassment washed over him as his hand flew up to touch the ring on his necklace. He remembered now. Kevin had planned to propose to his long-term partner, but for some reason his partner said no. He couldn’t remember why. They had talked about marriage before, so why didn’t it work? Family? Not the right time? Another person?
Kevin shook his head, staring into the pool. There was something familiar about this place, yet he couldn’t quite place it. Something about the people, mainly the little girl who was covered in blood, crying.
Wait. Blood? Why was she bleeding? What happened?
He walked toward Lilith, crouching down. “Ty v poryadke, Flauer? Chto proizoshlo?” He asked softly, looking her up and down. “YA-ya dumayu, chto mogu istselit' tebya. Vy raneny?” Kevin carefully reached out to touch her, his hand glowing. She was so familiar, yet he couldn’t remember who she was. Maybe one of his nieces? A twinge of panic pulled at the back of his head. If this was his niece, then what happened to his sister? Or brother? Were they okay? Surely they wouldn’t just leave her like this, alone, scared, and hurt. He knew them better. The only reason Lilith wouldn’t be with them was if someone died. “Leyla? Leyla, gde tvoya mama?” Kevin asked.

Lilith shook her head violently, sealing her eyes shut. She didn't recognize him, but there was a certain air of familiarity and trust surrounding him, making him seem slightly more welcoming to her.
When he spoke in Russian to her, it seemed clearer than she had expected it to be. But why wouldn't it? She'd been taking classes in it for months now-- Languages had an appeal to her, and she had an unmistakable knack for picking them up.
She slowly opened her green eyes, the intense blue flecks starting to die down. He wore fancy clothes, and a ring was tied around his neck on black twine. She then glanced around them, noting that they were in a huge forest beside a lake.
But she wasn't supposed to be in a forest, she needed to be in a hospital. The very doctors who her father had used to work with were just hovering over her-- One had said something about her probably not making it. So why was she here?
Her eyes fell on his face, nodding slowly to his words. She could tell he was almost just as hurt as her, but she didn't know why. "Vy ne mozhete istselit' menya. YA slomlen." She answered shakily, tears wetting her pale cheeks. "Moya mama ostavila menya. YA seychas odin." She whispered, feeling something break inside her at her own words.
She truly was alone now.
She sudden moved forward, wrapping her arms around him a tight hug.

 

[Yowza Wowza]

"Yeah, fine." Blair answered with a small smile, studying him, making sure the wolf hadn't hurt him. "Sorry for not keeping control, I panicked and– Water?" She broke off from her rambling when she heard his mutter. She heard it, then, soft slashing not far away. "That way," she pointed through the dark trees, voices reaching her ears.
She carefully made her way through the woods, until she found some of the group surrounding a large pond like body of water. She tore across the small clearing, falling beside it. Seeing the water caused thirst to hit her like a freight train, and she ducked down, cupping the water in her hands. It smelled perfectly fine, and tasted almost sweet, pure and untainted unlike city water.
Little did she know of the consequences drinking strange water, in a strange place, had.

Take followed after her, kneeling right by her side as his eyes scanned the clearing, noticing the small group that separated themselves from the rest of them. Appearing to be having fun in the water. The water glistened in the moonlight, which made a woah escape his lips. He turned his attention back to Blair, watching her drink the water for a moment before he did the same, using his only good hand to cup some water up to his lips. It tasted sweet and refreshing, probably the best water he ever had. An idea popped into his head and he stood up quickly, running to the line of trees as if he was leaving, but twisted himself at the last second to run full speed and leap far into the water. He hollered loudly in excitement before he plunged into the water, disappearing for a bit before he resurfaced, his pink hair sticking to his face as he held an amused grin in Blair’s direction.

 

[Butterscotchbitesfinger]

(I will do my characters when I get home in a couple of hrs)

 

[FrankieDoodle]

Lilith shook her head violently, sealing her eyes shut. She didn't recognize him, but there was a certain air of familiarity and trust surrounding him, making him seem slightly more welcoming to her.
When he spoke in Russian to her, it seemed clearer than she had expected it to be. But why wouldn't it? She'd been taking classes in it for months now-- Languages had an appeal to her, and she had an unmistakable knack for picking them up.
She slowly opened her green eyes, the intense blue flecks starting to die down. He wore fancy clothes, and a ring was tied around his neck on black twine. She then glanced around them, noting that they were in a huge forest beside a lake.
But she wasn't supposed to be in a forest, she needed to be in a hospital. The very doctors who her father had used to work with were just hovering over her-- One had said something about her probably not making it. So why was she here?
Her eyes fell on his face, nodding slowly to his words. She could tell he was almost just as hurt as her, but she didn't know why. "Vy ne mozhete istselit' menya. YA slomlen." She answered shakily, tears wetting her pale cheeks. "Moya mama ostavila menya. YA seychas odin." She whispered, feeling something break inside her at her own words.
She truly was alone now.
She sudden moved forward, wrapping her arms around him a tight hug.

A wave of sympathy washed over him as Kevin looked at Lilith. “Net, net, net, ty ne slomlen. YA mogu pomoch' vam. Gde ty ranen?” He asked softly. He gently wrapped his arms around her, closing his eyes. “Tsss, vse v poryadke. Vse budet otlichno. Kak tebya zovut, Tsvetok?” He asked gently, sending the magic pulses through her. They focused on her arm, among other places, and he worked on trying to heal her. Something about it told him that he had done it before, and that it was easier before.

 

[ladybugchickenfarms]

"Mmm, Ok." He said standing and offering her a hand up. "Let's head back where they attacked us before. Maybe they're still there?"

She took his hand as she stood. “Maybe. Let’s check.” She led the way toward where she had first sensed something. “You were collecting fruit, right?”

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

Take followed after her, kneeling right by her side as his eyes scanned the clearing, noticing the small group that separated themselves from the rest of them. Appearing to be having fun in the water. The water glistened in the moonlight, which made a woah escape his lips. He turned his attention back to Blair, watching her drink the water for a moment before he did the same, using his only good hand to cup some water up to his lips. It tasted sweet and refreshing, probably the best water he ever had. An idea popped into his head and he stood up quickly, running to the line of trees as if he was leaving, but twisted himself at the last second to run full speed and leap far into the water. He hollered loudly in excitement before he plunged into the water, disappearing for a bit before he resurfaced, his pink hair sticking to his face as he held an amused grin in Blair’s direction.

Blair stared after him, bewildered as to why he was running. When he plunged into the water and resurfaced and grinned at her, she couldn't help but laugh, grinning at him.
Wait.
Why was she grinning?
Who was she grinning at?
Where was she even?
Agony laced through her, and when she looked down, crimson blossomed on her pale shorts. She felt the pain grasping her entire back and ribs, blood soaking her and the ground surrounding her. Silent tears fell from her dark brown eyes, her throat too sore to scream. She folded in on herself, tiny and vulnerable in the vastness of the forest.
Alone and hurt with no recognition of the people that surrounded her. She felt dizzy, like she was spinning even though her eyes were closed and she was sitting still. Where was her mother? And the doctors? Or had the dog taken her?
She suddenly panicked, her breaths coming sharply and quickly, her heart racing. Was it going to finish what it started? A whimpering sob escaped her throat, tears pouring relentlessly down her face.
She didn't feel like she was alone. No, even though she couldn't see anyone around her, her eyes squeezed shut, something was with her. But it wasn't comforting, it was cold. Mean and dark. Like it wanted to hurt her. Then it was like she was wasn't Blair anymore. She wasn't the shy, sweet little girl who constantly played in the backyard to escape the crowds of her mother's parties.
No.
She wasn't the same and never would be.

 

[RiverStorm]

“I think I can walk” Aria squirmed out of Kylan’s grip and walked over to the edge of the fountain stepping out. She was sipping wet her shirt clung to her. She stood dripping for a few minutes

Kylan felt something inside him rip apart, replacing itself with a deep loneliness that refused to leave.
He shivered, raising his eyes to look at a girl dripping wet at the edges of the lake he was now sitting unmoving in. What's happening? Where am I? Who is she? So many questions raced in circles in his mind. She seemed recognizable, but his mind refused to put a name to her face, or any memories. For a second, he started to note she was really pretty, when a surge of sadness ran through him.
He shot into a standing position, eyes going wild as he scrambled out of the water. He hardly noticed that with each step he took, he seemed to devolve into a younger, ten year old version of himself.
By the time he reached the shore, tears were welling in his usually happy eyes. "May." He croaked, realizing why he was so depressed.
He just saw his dear, big sister die.
The brave, amazing young teenager who had became one of his only two friends and saviors had succumbed to her own body. May... They said you were getting better, sis. You said we'd have each other's back forever. But now... We can't. Me and Lilith just got each other now.
The salty tears had started to spill over, mixing in with the sweet water from the crystal blue lake. Torin's not gonna be able to grow up the same way I did. He won't get to know you, will he?
He gave a soft whimper, feeling his lungs tightening. He was just with her, but now he was in a forest, with other kids who looked just as confused and hurt as him...
He crumpled to the ground, giving into the gravity of remorse. "May, I'm sorry. I'm sorry."
We all failed you, sissy.