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Catholic Creed replied to the topic Character Castle 2.5 in the forum Fantasy Writers 3 years, 4 months ago
BURN
Who sprung a leak to the Endless Abyss?!
“We’re gonna die Search! We’re gonna die!”
Search just clucked my hand tighter. “Not yet we aren’t!”
“And I still haven’t figured out what a dragon is!”
“We’ll be fine!”
“I don’t want to die without knowing what a dragon is!”
“I don’t either!”
“In here!”
It’s so loud from the flood I don’t know who spoke but Search shoves me between the doors.
It’s dry.
“We made it! Ha! Not dying today!” I make a rude gesture to the ceiling and tell the Endless Abyss exactly what it can do to itself.
And then I remember Search is here.
“Heh. Don’tkillmeplease.”
This is about the moment I realize how stupidly cold it is.
“Search… do you have a spare change of clothes. Cause we all need a change.”
“I. am. The. Only. Woman. Here.” She says through grit teeth. “And the others are sighted.”
Oh.
“Yeah. That. Hm.” I think a moment.
“Well, I certainly hope there’s something warm around here.” Snake-Punk announces. I hear him swipe blankets off of surfaces.
I wiggle my toes in my stolen boots. I made the risky decision at the bar and it paid off.
Hope I don’t get any feet diseases from the guy.
Also wonder if Snake-Punk even noticed.
Cause, ya’know, a blind guy hobbling around in one boot kinda stands out – though I had bigger things to think of for a while…
“Mm.”
SEARCH
I start wringing my clothes out as best I can with them still on.
Fun times.
I also glare at all the men around me. Usually, I don’t notice the ‘demographics of the room’ but this is one of those times it pays to notice.
Realistically speaking, I’m pretty sure two of these guys are mostly chivalrous. Or whatever that word Grimme uses is.
Nathair, however, makes me uncomfortable. And I’ve ignored uncomfortable too many times to do it again.
Better to be a jerk and alive than a ‘nice girl’ and dead. (Oh look, something I agree with Mother on!)
Nathair has stopped ripping blankets off of things.
“Hey. If someone hands me a couple of those blankets, I can change under them.” I say.
I really don’t want to get sick. Because this is NOT home and I do NOT know how I got here and I NEED to be functioning.
“Mm…”
Nathair puts his hand on a mirror.
“Uh…” the world warps. “wat.”
Burn’s nose wrinkles. “Uh. Is there a abyss-bound mirror here?”
“Eh?!”
“I’mma punch Snake-Punk. I’mma punch Snake-Punk. I’mma punch Snake-Punk.” Burn mutters so softly I’m the only one who can hear him.
“WE FELL THROUGH ANOTHER HOLE IN REALITY!” Burn shrieks.
And then he lunges and Nathair is splatting against a cavern wall. “You! You traitor! You pushed us through another hole in reality! How could you! Why!”
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