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Coming off helping Stratos out, things weren't over yet. Aislinn wasn't going to leave her partner in this mission to fend for himself either. While he seemed to be doing okay on his own, Aislinn didn't want to leave things to chance. Taking a deep breath she looked over to her teammate and saw that there was two on his trail, one being Xara. While it didn't sit right with her, Aislinn knew that she had to do something. Kel took a sharp turn to cut off Noroz, leaving Xara her issue. "I am sorry." Aislinn whispered feeling bad at the fact that she had to fight the young girl, even if it was a data copy. Swallowing her doubts and fears, Aislinn shot off towards Kel, running parallel to him, so close that she could reach out and touch him. Her Heart was racing a million miles a minute but she had to do this. "You turn left again, I will turn right, see if we can end this here and now." Aislinn said to him, risking a glance behind her. Her light cycle wobbled for a minute and she almost turned too soon but barely caught herself. "3...2....1...now!" With that she took a sharp right trying to cut off Xara.

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Lucian turned and gave a sort of glare at the woman who approached him. "If you don't feel safe then you shouldn't have come here in the first place. And don't act stupid and say you didn't know, there is enough guards around to suggest this isn't a place that you should be hanging around." Lucian rolled his eyes at the girl, just desperate to get away from people. That being said he had to admit that she was rather pretty. "If you want to join me, I won't stop you, but don't expect me to be buying your drinks. You are tagging along with me. I am not inviting you." Lucian stated as he turned to walk off. He couldn't very well stop the girl from following him anyways, so may as well at least make himself okay with someone joining him. And it was always nice to have something pretty to look at as he drank the stress away. ​

She had to keep calm, keep her wits about her. Aislinn road ahead while everyone lagged behind a bit. It was a struggle for Aislinn to turn and look back noticing the little move that Stratos pulled a sharp turn, all four members of the other team after him. Cringing, Aislinn knew that she couldn't leave Stratos to deal with things on his own. "Don't worry I am coming." Aislinn said turning her light cycle around and charging full speed ahead between where Stratos was and where team SARK was soon to be. She hoped that none of them were suicidal enough to try and run her down. If she could cut them off, give Stratos a little more space to do what he needed to do, then that was good. Aislinn then glanced at the other two. Fear still gripped her chest making breathing hard, but she was trying, for them. For the children who got dragged into the death game because they too shared her dream. If they were going to win this, then they would win it together. Aislinn couldn't run from her fear, just live with it while they worked to win.
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Twirling his keyblade Cerdic faced the next group of heartless. The smaller numbers weren't dwindling as much as he would like but it seemed that they wouldn't all go away anytime soon. Cerdic looked at the others then looked to the Darkside. "We take out the big thing and we might be able to just run to safety. There is too many heartless to be bothered with killing them all, at least right now. We will get Mora somewhere safe, then reconsider." Cerdic said to the group. While that was something opposite to what Alder had said earlier, Cerdic couldn't bring himself to care. To him it was a better to deal with the big thing and run and be safer that way. Taking lead, Cerdic charged forward towards the darkside, going for it's lowered arms first. It seemed the only time he could get a solid hit in was when the arms were low enough to hit. When it stood at it's full height Cerdic ended up having to spend a lot of time dodging and rolling out of the way before he getting up and attacking at the next possible moment. ​

While Dayla had been all ready to head in, looking to the distance the fog was growing thick again. Dayla looked to the man that was giving commands ready to sail and sighed, stepping away from her post. "Look the ship seems to be leaving now. I don't think it is a good idea to go in anymore. I was going to do it to protect this town, my bar. But if it isn't going to be a threat to those things, then I don't see the reason to pursue this. We likely won't be able to catch them anyways. They are on the move again and we barely know how to use this thing." Dayla pointed out.

Turning around she got off the ship herself before they could get too far. "Maybe you boys aren't complete cowards after all." Dayla said to the witchers with a wink as she gathered her wits and put on a bit of a swagger, swaying her hips as she made her way back up from the harbour. There was some people locked in a bar that probably wanted out and Dayla had the feeling that some damage control would be needed. She just hoped that by the time she got back the bar would still be in such a shape she could open the following day.​

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»"This girl won't stop talking, that is totally unattractive" Arian muttered as flames shot at him. Arian put his arms up, trying to cover his face from the fire. "Do not hurt this face. If you do, then no amount of bribing will make me be your pet... even if that would be totally hot. In more ways than one if you catch my drift." Arian tried to be cool about it, but damn did that hurt. While he wanted to keep his wits about him and not hurt the pretty girl, burning him called for retribution. Arian drew another arrow and shot it directly at Agni, nothing fancy but nothing to kill either. He aimed for her shoulder. Just enough to wound and show her that she couldn't get away with hurting him.​

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Auburn shot three more shots before going to reload her guns. However before she could properly get another shot off a blast of fire came her direction. Auburn grit her teeth against it as she was pushed back off the pillar that she was standing on. She did not hurt herself in the fall though. As she fell she twisted and rolled on the ground getting back to her feet relatively swiftly. Both Agni's were still around after all that the two teams had done. Perhaps if they focused on one then it would have turned out better but they didn't, mistakes were made and they were all paying for it. Auburn however wasted no time heading back towards Agni, flicking her wrists again to transform her guns back into the duel blades.

The only reason she became so good with the blades that she was was because of her father. Her weapons were smaller, but almost a mirror of what her father had, that meant that all he knew he could teach her without her having to figure out for herself how to make it work for her. While maybe that was not the ideal method. While maybe she should have learned her own style, this was what made her comfortable and confident, and after all that happened as a child, her father did his best to make things easy on her while making sure she was strong.

Dashing forward Auburn went for a low hit as she dived, rolling towards Agni and slashing at her legs as she uncurled from her position, getting to her feet behind Agni. Auburn swiftly tried to move out of the way after that, knowing it wasn't wise to fight an extended amount of time in close range to the fire user. While Auburn was supposed to be working with her team, her movements and plans were solo. While they could benefit everyone, since she couldn't find the courage to talk to people, she couldn't work effectively with anyone else, and had to do her best working around instead of with.

Not caring too much about the fighting around her, Karina looks for more interesting so called antagonists to deal with. If they were all as crappy as Aux, she would enjoy beating them up. However before she really settled on one of the maniacs in the room Karina saw a face from the past. "How in the living hell did you end up in this room Aden?" Was all that she could ask. He was supposed to be a protagonist. Then again so was she, but Aden had disappeared what seemed like ages ago, yet here he was. "Oh I get it, a bate beast for the antagonists to show their true dark side? Ha well there isn't much to fight there. Though I suppose if you want to really show your worth you can fight him." Karina indicated to the brooding Aux who refused to pay them mind, however she remembered far too well how badly he had beat them and thrown them away like they were nothing. There was some sick pleasure in seeing him do it to someone that she didn't care for.

I am the best

"What the hell is this crap? Is that what you guys really think of me. You can all go to hell for all I care." Karina glared across the cast of antagonists, eyes eventually resting on Aux. "You...I will murder you one day, and have fun doing it. Don't think you can hide from me. I don't have any of those losers holding me back now trying to be nice, just watch me. Keyblade or not your head will be mine."

The man spoke back to her, he did in the end hear her, but he did not offer the kind of help that she was looking for. His focus was on the rampaging dragon, one that was all too familiar. She had caused this mess, perhaps this was the payment for her sins as the help she needed was not provided for her. One foot after another, Shale's body almost moved on its own as she was drawn away from the man and the dragon and further into the woods, an invisible sting guiding her. She didn't want to go. She didn't want to be there, didn't want to see Rethenth, but her dragon didn't give her any choice.

Emerging in a clearing a short distance away from where she ran into the other elf, a dragon prowled out of the trees, circling Shalendrea. "Hi lost ahst laat bo, lost hi? " (You have at last arrived, have you?) Shale opened her mouth to speak, to defend herself, but before a word was uttered there was a sharp tug on the invisible thread between her and Rethenth, willing her to keep her mouth closed. "dreh ni tinvaak, Zu'u laan hi wah koraav fos hi lost drehlaan." (Don't speak, I want you to see what you have done.) He whispered into her mind as he continued to circle the half elf. "Frolok ahst gel ko lok." (Look at the smoke in the sky.) Rethenth used the end of his tail to lift Shale's chin so she had a clear view of the sky. "Hi vust lost nivos tol waan hi lost bo fod hi lost faan. Gir wah zey med pruzah mal nukaas hi los." (You could have prevented that if you had come when you were called. Listened to me like the good little puppet you are.) Threats and commands coming from the dragon that she had once thought to be her salvation.

Shalendrea's hands were shaking as she stared up at the smokey sky and listened to the roar of the angry dragon. "Hinzaal, hefhah kon." (Stupid, idiot girl.) Rethenth growled as his tail reeled back and smacked her across the face, sending her to her knees. She held her face she curled up looking away from Rethenth. "Amin naa sorry. N'uma, saesa." (I am sorry. No, please.) She begged of him out loud. While she did have connections to Rethenths mind that she could talk directly through, she found herself speaking out loud most of the time. It was easier for her that way and Rethenth could still understand her anyways. Of course Rethenth would have none of it.

"Bo kon, waan hi laan nii wah vuth ruz hi bo wah gir wah zey nol nu nau. Til los nid hinzaal mun wah imaar hi ahrk Zu'u vaat wah Bahamut waan Zu'u lost wah brah tol stav nau hi ontzos, til fen ni kos ganog do hin hah vahlut wah imaar. Nu ofaal vok, mu lost atruk mu kent retrieve." (Come girl, if you want it to stop then you are going to listen to me from now on. There is no stupid human to control you and I swear to Bahamut if I have to use that spell on you again, there won't be enough of your mind left to control. Now get up, we have something we must retrieve.) Rethenth commanded as he again used his tail to help Shale to her feet before pushing her towards his back so she could mount and they could take off to find the treasure that Rethenth so desperately wanted.

While Tinarah was in full panic mode, it seemed like everyone else was handling things rather well. Her brother and his friends seemed to not be phased by any of it. Perhaps it was how their master taught them, or perhaps it was just her, Tinarah could't tell. It was likely just her but maybe if she found her brother, found Atmos instead of being so weak and needing saved by Choma. It wasn't that she didn't like Choma, she appreciated his teaching and all, but it didn't help her learning how to deal with other humans. Given the current situation, dealing with humans would be good... if you would call these people humans. They certainly didn't have a human lifespan.

Tinarah tensed as the guards tensed, Take actually taking a step in making peace with the angry king, showing him their weapons. While Tinarah didn't think that was a good idea, she actually thought it was asking for trouble, she couldn't speak up against it. In the end it even ended up working to their favour, in some ways. The king didn't seem as mad at them, which made Tinarah feel a little better, but he now wanted them to take out some sort of darkness for him. Tinarah wasn't sure that was a good idea and tensed at the thought as her eyes darted around to the others around her. If it was the only way for the King not to be mad then maybe she should. Her eyes went to her brother, but then dropped to the ground. She couldn't keep relying on him all the time. She had to toughen up, she felt guilty leaning on him so much.

As the king finished talking and they heard about possible places to go, Tinarah turned to the guard nearest her. She cast her gaze down, nervous and unsure as she tapped him trying to get his attention. She wanted to do this on her own, before her brother saw and tried to talk her out of it. They said the guards would take her to the waterfall, meaning she wouldn't be alone, she would be safe but wouldn't have to rely on her brother, or at least that was the theory. "I- Um... Excuse me sir." Tinarah started quietly, timidly. She fiddled with her violin case a little before she glanced up out of the corner of her eye, hair falling in front of her face. "Would you... would you um... take me to the waterfall? I want to try and help there." She barely managed to get out in a small voice as her eyes flickered back over to the rest of the group, trying not to think about how scary going alone would be. ​

It seemed that they didn't have much more time before the final match started. Aislinn looked ahead as the teams were called down and she forced herself to take deep breaths, even if she shuttered a little bit. She looked back at Sark's team that awaited them. She hated vehicals, but more than that they were being pitted against people that used to be friends. Aislinn stared at the young girl among them, the only one she knew. She could hear Hikaru mumbling something about them only being copies, and Aislinn searched for the strength to believe that. With a slow nod she walked towards the track.

Getting to the track, Aislinn waited until the last moment until she finally summoned her light cycle. Her arms shook as she held onto the handles and glanced over at the rest of her team. She was not ready for this, but if it meant saving Tron and others then she would at least try. Maybe she wouldn't do as much as the others, but at least she wasn't sitting there watching them risk their lives while she did nothing. As soon as the announcer said go, Aislinn took off trying to get ahead of the others, away from anyone she might hurt. She could do this, she had to.
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Standing in the corner, no one seemed to notice that she was slowly backing away, notice that their team was down one person. So it really didn't matter if she was there all along. Perhaps it was a stupid idea to think someone would eventually notice. Stupid to think that she would find a place to belong here. She was just a silly child who should have never left home, never let her father convince her this was the best place for her. Perhaps it wasn't too late, perhaps she could call her father and get him to pick her up, and possibly help with the guardians. Could she leave without talking to Ospin though? Would that be allowed? Maybe she just needed time and space to think.

Auburn had just turned around, just about to completely walk away when something exploded in the courtyard, fire. She heard screaming and then over it all was Qrows orders. Agni, another one of the guardians was here, but it seemed, just as Brisa was saying, Agni wasn't on their side. Auburn watched from behind one of the posts as Agni destroyed the entrance. Qrow wanted them to fight, distract while others fled. While Auburn might have been scared, that was the one thing she could do. The one thing that she would be able to help help with. Her father taught her to protect others and she would do just that.

Drawing two guns from the holsters that were attached to her legs, the handles of the guns resting slightly under her skirt. They were easy enough to grab however and was low enough down grabbing them posed no risk to her decency. With a flick of her wrists the guns straightened out into blades. With Agni's focus on one of the other students and a... cheese statue? Auburn took the chance to come out of the point that she was hiding and attack one of the Agni's from behind. Three strikes, that was all she would allow herself. It was her fathers rule, every three hits she had to step back and assess the situation. Three hits and then she would have to be ready to go on the defense before the enemy could find an opening and use it against you.

With three quick swipes on one of the Agni's Auburn retreated, leaping back into the air and landing on top of one of the pillars lining the walk way (because RWBY gravity is just that weird.) She then flicked her wrists again and transformed the blades back into guns, shooting off three shots at the other Agni that was there. Given she didn't know which was which, Auburn chose to focus on both. She wouldn't run herself dry without at least doing some damage to the real one, whichever that was.

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»Not to oogle at his childhood stories. Jeez Lloyd was asking the impossible, not when they were that hot. He couldn't help himself but stare at them. Besides he was equally in awe at how the stories of the guardians turned out to be actually true. He wasn't that distracted by their bodies not to be still a little stunned by that fact. While the man was a straight edge, Arian decided it wouldn't be the end of the world to work with him after all. He still didn't like the idea of Lloyd as leader, but at least they could work on the same team, that would be fine in Arian's eyes.

»Before introductions and discussions could continue however, the boy from earlier pointed at the horizon and another one of their childhood stories appeared. This one, while still hot was not as friendly as Brisa. No Agni, as they called her, decided to start destroying the school grounds the moment that they stepped onto them. This of course did nothing but cause panic, which Arian felt like she was looking for given the way that Agni was talking. Arian had a bad feeling about everything, and wen they were put in charge of holding Agni off while the school was evacuated, that feeling just got worse. And there was a clone of Agni just to make matters worse. While this fight felt like it wasn't a good one to pick Arian wasted no time taking his bow from his back where a magnet held it in place and nodding at Lloyd as he rattled off instructions.

»Taking a few steps back, Arian found a slightly raised point to situate himself upon as he notched an arrow and aimed at Agni. He wasted no time loosing the arrow before grabbing another one. The point he stood was high enough that he could make it over the groups heads, and his aim was good enough that he figured he would have no trouble hitting Agni. The only problem with this was when he got that focused he tended not to observe what was around him all that well, that was why Arian had to just pray that Agni was acting alone and another evil guardian wasn't going to approach from behind and kill him while he wasn't looking. ​

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Followed close after Alder as they made their way up and outside so that they could make their way to the house that they were supposed to be heading to. Of course since they didn't bother to clear the heartless earlier, instead charging through, they were here now to deal with. Cerdic sighed as Alder recited a plan to them, while he would like to go straight for the big one, he wouldn't do it alone. He wasn't that stupid. "I hope Chrys wasn't caught in this. Lets just make quick work of the heartless so that I can be the real hero." Cerdic cracked his neck as he summoned his keyblade.

Looking forward Cerdic didn't wait for the others to charge before stepping forward facing the swarms of heartless. He didn't bother giving Mora instructions like he usually would, The Dog had covered that much for him. Instead his focus went to the heartless as he swept in. Over time he was remembering a little more how to fight, making his fighting more fluid. He was not perfect and their was quite a bit of swinging randomly, but that didn't stop him from progressing as he took out the heartless closest to him, starting to clear a path.​

Mirela smiled at the construct as he found his way out. "Bye, bye now! It was nice to meet you Mister Aspire!" Mirela called out after him as she stood at the door waving at him as he was on his way out. With the construct out of her shop Mirela looked around wondering what to do next. She stood in the middle of her shop for a bit and while she had some projects she could be working on, she didn't really feel like starting any of them. After a few minutes of pacing she turned to Flicka. "Watch the shop and come get me if anyone arrives." She told the bird, even though the bird only had a limited amount of vocal commands that it could understand. She quickly used a computer to input new instructions into Flicka so that it would do as she just ordered before leaving the shop. Mirela was so excited for the meeting later, that she grabbed the small paper with the address written on it and went skipping out of her little shop. She would hate to be late for the meeting that evening, so it was best to find her way there now and then she could come back later if need be. Or maybe someone else would be around to show her some of the inventions that they made, give her new ideas. Maybe she would get a chance to explore and see Mr. Gallahowe's personal collections of inventions. That would just be amazing. Mirela's head was in the clouds, imagining such things as she started down the streets searching for the right location.

Lucian scoffed as Lillian protested about him killing her, claiming it was illegal. Since when did he care about what was legal. However before he could say as much Jebediah halted him, and Lucian rolled his eyes. Well his job seemed to be done for the time being, and Lucian took a step back leaning against the wall with his hands still in casual reach of his swords. He listened to Jebediah ask about the voices, and while Lucian thought it entirely possible that there was some outside influence like that, he highly doubted that anyone would believe them. They hadn't believed him when he pointed out that her choice of actions was illogical for her to do. Why would they believe when they claimed that she said there was a mind controlling voice in her head. It sounded completely absurd, but it gave more explanation than most other theories, like her trying to get a message across without hurting the minister but killing guards. The message got her no further ahead in anything and it would have been far stronger if she shot at the minister. With those doubts in his mind he wondered if she was crazy. Lucian stepped out of the wagon and turned to the nearest guard. "I want a psychoanalysis on her, I want to know if something is medically wrong with her or if it is something else entirely. When you find out, let me know, I will probably be at a bar." He said to them before turning, ignoring all others in the area. He had no use for other people as he started to mumble to himself. "I need to get a drink."​

Kiara lead the group forward a little unsure of what she was doing, but she didn't step back from trying to lead. Her eyes were pretty much glued to the screen of the device that was leading them where to go. She hoped that she would get it right, lead them to the right place. And somehow she did manage to get them where they needed to go. Kiara heard the voices before she saw the people and halted. This was a investigation mission, so she knew that she should find them a spot to hide, however before she could bother with that, her attention was drawn to the people in front of her.

Kiara first noticed the man, his uniform, his stance, before she ever saw the girl. Her temper flared as she watched the military man talk down to the girl, a girl who was nearly in tears. Kiara then noted the keyblade and scowled. Things were just going from bad to worse. Sparks leaped from her fingertips involuntary as she watched the scene unfold. Lea had told her not to engage if it was an enemy, but how could she not. Her whipblade uncurled beside her just as
Arctus spoke up. So she wasn't completely alone in stepping in, that was good to know. She was too wrapped up in anger to have caught that they were spotted first. Flames trailed down the length of her whip while Kiara started speaking a cold anger in her voice. "You military men are all the same. You act like you own others, that females aren't any more than possessions to be used. You have no right to demand anything of her, no right to her. If she tells you to leave you leave. Stop treating her like she is weak, you have no idea what sort of power she may have, so back off and stop trying to use a damned keyblade to scare her. A keyblade is sacred, it is a gift to those who are worthy to bring peace, not chaos. You don't deserve to have it, so why you? Why some evil rotten man who believes himself better than others." Kiara's tone quickly turned to yelling as the flames along her whip intensified.

Without another warning, without thought for instructions, Kiara surged forward towards the man as she flicked her wrist, sending the bladed whip flying in his direction, trying to dart to the side and catch him behind where he was holding her. "Using her as a shield is just pathetic, I will take great pleasure in killing you." She threatened. With the memories of what happened in the illusion still fresh in her mind, Kiara didn't have the patience or mindset to let go of her anger just yet. Yes she wanted to be a different person, but it would take time, and this was too much, too much to back down from, too much like her past, she couldn't stand by and watch, so she did the only thing she knew how to do, and fought for her life. ​

Aaron studied Thorvald closely, trying to pick out what possible weaknesses might be. Unlike a sorcerer that Aaron guessed he might be, this man seemed strong, trained in more than just magic. Or perhaps the one causing the fog and directing the sea dragon was not the one in front of him. Perhaps he had a partner hiding somewhere else. After all it was a general assumption that usually while sorcerers were good at magic, they lacked the physical training, and thus a weakness. The man in front of him didn't appear to be lacking in physical training, which would make his life more difficult when it came to escaping, but not impossible, he was a witcher after all.

Shrugging his shoulder he just looked at the man before him. "I didn't have anything to fight the creature with at a range and I couldn't very well let it destroy the docks and kill people. I did what I had to in order to cause some damage to the thing. And hey, look around it seemed to work so I would say it wasn't the most stupid thing I have done. You don't even want to know about that." Aaron laugh as the man pulled out a pair of manacles. He studied them for a minute and then his eyes glance around the ship, his figures twitching for his sword. He had honestly not thought that far ahead, the idea of the shackles bothered him to no end. His eyes rested back on Thorvald once he assessed the fact that there were still too many weapons drawn, too many arrows poised to kill. He could take out a good chunk of them he was sure, but he doubted that they would all fall before he did, leaving him very little choice on where to go from there.

It crossed Aarons mind to make a dirty remark on the manacles, but given his position, his swagger was starting to fail him a little bit, the panic beginning to set in. Aaron ended up keeping his mouth shut and just nodding as he hopped off the rail at last and held out his hands. While the rail gave him the chance to run before, now if he was chained and fell beck it was near certain death. Taking a deep breath Aaron tried to calm his quickly fraying nerves as he took one more glance at the shore before they started to move away from it. ​

I needed a one liner and I know you aren't pink anymore but it was the best I got. I mean I had to use a League of Legends reference for Super Mods.

No one was helping too much, there was light conversation, but nothing inspiring confidence. Tinarah kept an eye on the people that were around her, a little worried about all that was going on. She glanced around a bit, then back to her brother and then back to Take. At least someone was willing to take a sort of lead role when no one else was. She couldn't even pretend to help or be any sort of leader, not with a sort of fear that struck her to the core. The fear that left her shaking no matter what. No matter what it was, she couldn't control her fear, not enough at least. Tinarah was now wondering what even drove her to leave her town. Now that she was back with her brother it started to seem odd that she even left. And part of her wondered why she put so much focus on finding him, besides the fact that she never felt as safe with her father. Her father was over cautious, but he didn't really know how to protect her properly. Her mother might have been a little wild, but Tinarah knew she could and would fight tooth and nail for her. Her father, her father would have ran and tried to take her with her, but nothing else. That is why she wanted to be with her brother. Her brother inherited her mothers wild spirit and he could protect her. She just needed to learn to protect herself too.

It was time to move on, the people were going to take them into the city and everyone else was following, so Tinarah didn't have much of a voice. She tried to hold herself high, make herself feel okay about the situation, even as they stepped on to the long narrow rope bridge. I didn't take long before someone told them not to look down, and of course out of instinct, Tinarah did. Cringing, she looked back towards where she came, but it wasn't easy to just step back either. She had proceeded far enough that while not at the half way point, she had people she trusted ahead, and an empty, dangerous bridge and loneliness behind her. It wasn't a hard choice which way she would go, she would follow the crowd where she would be safe.

As they entered the city, Tinarah couldn't help but look around and marvel at the sights around her. It was beautiful and amazing here. She failed to notice how quiet the streets were as they were guided along. The only person she noticed as they walked around was a white haired female. Tinarah looked up at her admiring how pretty she was, it was only then when she realize no one else besides their escorts were out. "Where do you think everyone is?" Tinarah asked quietly to no one in particular.

As they entered the big room beyond and that was where their escorts knelt. Tinarah was caught off guard by this and stood there like a statue. At first she didn't know what to do, but finally it occurred to her too late what she should be doing. Of course that only made her more nervous and stiffen up instead of bowing. then the man they were bowing too sounded not very happy and Tinarah backed up a step, whimpering slightly. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to cause trouble." She whimpered not realizing she spoke out loud as she took another step behind her, like leaving this room would bring her out of the entire world. She wanted to leave and not anger anyone else but she didn't know where she would go or how she would get there. While she knew the anger wasn't necessarily directed right at her, at that moment, already embarrassed and uneasy, everything was feeling like it was her fault. She tried her best to hold back the tears that stung her eyes as she still stood there, her eyes downturn as she tried to figure out what to do and where to go, how to apease someone else so they wouldn't be angry at her. ​