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

Blair had tried to ignore Take, Korim and Timit, as the little dragons chattering was starting to make her head ache. She didn't really care about the conversation at that point; she didn't want to speak to Take with the entire group around, lest another fight break out.
When the entire group suddenly came to a halt, she glanced down at Kit. "Stay with Emma."
"But-"
"Stay." Blair ordered firmly. Speaking in canine was incredibly difficult, and she only knew how to say a little bit. She pushed through the group and to the front, fully ready to face anything that was bothering them.
She was proven wrong, however, when her gaze fell upon a thin, small horse with a protruding, twisted horn. "A unicorn?" She murmured, her eyes widening. No, it was not the glowing, majestic creature she thought a unicorn would be, but it was still a gorgeous animal. She couldn't imagine it was dangerous, either, it was a small thing.
 
Aria smiled, the unicorn was exactly up to her standards. It’s long horn and dusty white coat made it so loveable. She edged closer, what was the likelihood it would jump at her and stab her, in fairytales they had always been so gorgeous and majestic and gentle. She was now standing a lot closer than the rest of the group
 
Most of the group fell silent after Take and Blair started fighting, and with out any real agreement, they'd all started walking again, hiking up the mountain despite the warning that the griffin brought.

Kipp wondered if Take hadn't thrown the message bottle away, they might have been able to send their own letter back. Maybe instead of hiking the whole way there, they could have gotten the Rugae to send a whole bunch of griffins and they could have gotten a ride. They were after all, only looking for help. But he had thrown it, and now they were walking, and walking, and walking.

They were actually at a serious disadvantage too, if they did decide to attack. They had griffins, and could attack them from the air. They'd pretty much be sitting ducks. Take could jump up, and Aria could probably teleport up, but gravity would bring her back down pretty quick. And what would she do in the air anyway? She might be able to take someone with her, but then there'd be two in danger of going splat. Kevin had a gun, that would work, but did he have any ammo left? Probably not, it's not like he would carry his whole stash of bullets around with him. Too bad his chickens weren't like the cucoos in Zelda. He sort of remembered one of the people here having lightning powers, that might work. But then again, maybe not. He was always told not to fly in a lightning storm, but if he wasn't touching the ground, he wasn't sure how it was supposed to hurt him. He had heard of planes getting hit by lightning and crashing though so something had to happen. Either way, he wasn't going to be the one to test it out.


He'd been lost in his own thoughts, pensively frowning at the ground, when Cam grabbed his hand. He froze, shocked, staring at her hand in his. His startled gaze slowly moving up to look at her, his cheeks quickly flushing with burning heat.
Cam glanced down at their hands, quickly releasing Kipp’s and resisting the urge to wipe hers on her dirty pants. Kipp’s palms are sweaty. Gross.
“It’s a unicorn,” she whispered, pointing.
Aria smiled, the unicorn was exactly up to her standards. It’s long horn and dusty white coat made it so loveable. She edged closer, what was the likelihood it would jump at her and stab her, in fairytales they had always been so gorgeous and majestic and gentle. She was now standing a lot closer than the rest of the group
Korim wheeled, identifying the creature immediately.
Great, another animal that’s trying to kill us.
“Guys, that’s a unicorn! Run!”
 
Cam glanced down at their hands, quickly releasing Kipp’s and resisting the urge to wipe hers on her dirty pants. Kipp’s palms are sweaty. Gross.
“It’s a unicorn,” she whispered, pointing.

Korim wheeled, identifying the creature immediately.
Great, another animal that’s trying to kill us.
“Guys, that’s a unicorn! Run!”
“Wait! What?!” She stared at Korim who had just shouted to run but she didn’t see many people moving. This little creature wouldn’t hurt her, surely.
 
Cam glanced down at their hands, quickly releasing Kipp’s and resisting the urge to wipe hers on her dirty pants. Kipp’s palms are sweaty. Gross.
“It’s a unicorn,” she whispered, pointing.

Korim wheeled, identifying the creature immediately.
Great, another animal that’s trying to kill us.
“Guys, that’s a unicorn! Run!”
Hana took a moment to observe the unicorn. Its appearance was underwhelming, expecting the unicorn more like the stereotypical sparkly ones that were depicted on TV and targeted towards children. She didn’t understand what threat it posed, but she kept moving along. It seemed that it the unicorn was just passing through like any other wildlife.
 
Aria crouched, she was now very close to the unicorn. She wasn’t sure what Korim problem was. It seemed really sweet
Cam continued to try and stare at the unicorn from a distance to take in the once-in-a-lifetime experience. She was dumb enough to ignore Korim but not quite as dumb as Aria who literally approached it.
The unicorn had been staring at her as she approached. Suddenly it lowered its horn and charged straight towards her, certain to skewer her.
 
Cam continued to try and stare at the unicorn from a distance to take in the once-in-a-lifetime experience. She was dumb enough to ignore Korim but not quite as dumb as Aria who literally approached it.
The unicorn had been staring at her as she approached. Suddenly it lowered its horn and charged straight towards her, certain to skewer her.
Aria let out a shriek teleporting behind it, not before it’s horn had broken the skin on her arm. “Holy crap!” Was all she could utter. She ran, forgetting about her arm which had blood flowing freely down it.
 
Cam ran, Rylie had already been running, Korim ran.
The unicorn gave chase.
Hana went into a full on sprint after the unicorn. She wasn’t going to allow this mythical beast to harm anyone else, or chase the group for who knew how long. In attempt to stop the unicorn, she threw herself at it, trying to use her hardening weight to knock it down. She at least doubled her weight when she collided with it, wrapping her arms around its neck to aid in shoving the beast to the ground.
 

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