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

Aella sat back, watching the group and the dead we-sa with widened eyes. They were praising her. Praising the girl for murdering the creature. She felt sick when she looked back at the creature, biting into her lip. If no one has ever escaped, how do they even know that it is the we-sa? It could be something else.
"Gone." She whipped her gaze to the silent Eve, her voice firmer this time. She stared at her, before she collected her clothing, and stood, shoving her way through the ground and towards the barn, vanishing into the loft.
Eve shrank back from Aella’s harsh gaze. All the pride she’d felt dissipating as quick as it had come. She hung her head studying her shoes, the blush left her cheeks turning them back to the pale colour her skin usually was
 
Yes please! I lost mine when we were attacked by the beast Eve said adding a enthusiastic nod for good measure
"I brought out some of the girls' supplies. Take it if you want it," Korim said, nudging the two bags he had brought out before he went back to the house to grab charcoal and paper.
Take felt the sensation of something piercing his skin, but paid no attention to it. He staggered along in the direction he was being pulled, but fought back again, throwing uppercuts into the armored gut of the guard in attempt to knock the wind out of him.
The guard shoved Take to the ground with a huge fist and dragged him down the tunnel kicking and screaming like a tyrannical toddler.
He then turned into an off tunnel and walked through the darkness for the while, emerging on an overlook. It stank with the unabating stench of smoke and metal, and the air was hazy with the smoke. It was hewn of rough stone and lit from beneath with the fires of the pyronium torches.
A wide, hulking figure that held a thick whip in his hand was flanked with men with crooked expressions. It was the ogre.
The grey-skinned guard shoved Take at his feet. "I think we might have someone looking for a promotion," he said, grinning through stained yellow teeth.
 
"I brought out some of the girls' supplies. Take it if you want it," Korim said, nudging the two bags he had brought out before he went back to the house to grab charcoal and paper.

The guard shoved Take to the ground with a huge fist and dragged him down the tunnel kicking and screaming like a tyrannical toddler.
He then turned into an off tunnel and walked through the darkness for the while, emerging on an overlook. It stank with the unabating stench of smoke and metal, and the air was hazy with the smoke. It was hewn of rough stone and lit from beneath with the fires of the pyronium torches.
A wide, hulking figure that held a thick whip in his hand was flanked with men with crooked expressions. It was the ogre.
The grey-skinned guard shoved Take at his feet. "I think we might have someone looking for a promotion," he said, grinning through stained yellow teeth.
Eve leaned towards the bag curious about what was inside. (Wait, what’s inside??)
 
Kevin was just starting to drift back to sleep when voices started to echo from outside the barn, followed by a door slamming. He rubbed his eyes, watching as the fire woman- who looked surprisingly nice- stormed up the ladder.
He stood up, stretching. He glanced down at his sleeping birds as he swung the gun over his shoulder, deciding they would be fine for a little while. They were hidden behind a hay bale.
He climbed down the latter, walking outside. “What’s going on?” Kevin asked quietly, approaching the circle of people. He froze at the sight of the large dead creature, his eyes going to the smug looking girl. “You- you killed it?” He asked. He didn’t know why everyone seemed so proud of her, no one looked hurt. “Why?”
 
Kevin was just starting to drift back to sleep when voices started to echo from outside the barn, followed by a door slamming. He rubbed his eyes, watching as the fire woman- who looked surprisingly nice- stormed up the ladder.
He stood up, stretching. He glanced down at his sleeping birds as he swung the gun over his shoulder, deciding they would be fine for a little while. They were hidden behind a hay bale.
He climbed down the latter, walking outside. “What’s going on?” Kevin asked quietly, approaching the circle of people. He froze at the sight of the large dead creature, his eyes going to the smug looking girl. “You- you killed it?” He asked. He didn’t know why everyone seemed so proud of her, no one looked hurt. “Why?”
It’s what’s been taking all the kids. It’s the We-Sa. Eve wrote
 
Kevin stared blankly at her. “We... what? I don’t recognize that word... how do you know? Mr. Corim said no one has seen it before.” He said, frowning.
Eve’s gaze dropped again to the floor. She hated it when people talked to her, it made her very uncomfortable and she always ended up looking like a total idiot. She much preferred being that odd introvert who doesn’t speak to being ‘girl who Kills mysterious beast for possibly no reason’. Eve began to doubt whether she had killed this thing for the right reasons, Fire girl certainly didn’t think she had and nor did the tall guy. This might not even be the We-Sa, it didn’t even go to attack you, it just looked at you! She wanted to scream so bad and tell them all she had been in flight mode from the beasts attack earlier, that this thing had looked at her and caused her to go into immediate self-protect mode.
 
Eve’s gaze dropped again to the floor. She hated it when people talked to her, it made her very uncomfortable and she always ended up looking like a total idiot. She much preferred being that odd introvert who doesn’t speak to being ‘girl who Kills mysterious beast for possibly no reason’. Eve began to doubt whether she had killed this thing for the right reasons, Fire girl certainly didn’t think she had and nor did the tall guy. This might not even be the We-Sa, it didn’t even go to attack you, it just looked at you! She wanted to scream so bad and tell them all she had been in flight mode from the beasts attack earlier, that this thing had looked at her and caused her to go into immediate self-protect mode.
She knelt down and started looking through the bag. A rather pretty forget-me-not blue dress was in the bag along with some food, a blanket, soap and a towel. She examined her own torn t-shirt where the beasts claws had torn her shirt when it had tried to kill her. Yes, she needed that change of clothes.
 

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