Flight 234 discussion

(Roleplay when I say)

Ari had snuck away when no one was looking. She'd found caves and took shelter there.

She drew a cerimonial circle with a colorful stone.

Sitting in the center, she picked up the blessed knife she had made the day before.

If her sister, Cerle was alive she would reconsider, but it was time to leave.

A few minutes later Cerle arrived at the caves but it was too late.

Azali walked in. What was going on? The girl couldn't possibly have left the island. It was impossible. She had checks. There was some sort of barrier. You could enter but you could not leave.

"Why Ari, why?" She could already feel herself slipping.

"What's going on?"

Cerle yanked the knife from Ari's chest. "This is going on."

She looked over and saw Ari. "Oh." She wrinkled her nose. "Ew."

Black ooze was beginning to seep out of the wound.

Cerle screamed a high pitched cry that died down as her dead sister...began to float?

"That's disgusting. It isn't even blood. At least the black in me is BLOOD, well, sorta."

The ooze sprang up into a masked form and split in two, growing it's missing half. One dove into the earth and the other back inside Ari, and the wound closed up.

"Dafuq was that? That was horrible. Okay, we've found her. Will you stop screaming so we can leave now?" This girl was new to her, and she was impatient.

Ari slowly came to her feet after stumbling with nothing to hold her.

"She's gone? I still feel the astral."

"Who's gone Ari?"

Azzy grabbed her by the waist and helped her up. "What are you talking about?"

"The weirn who was inside me."

"The what?" She didn't have time for this foolishness. Daylight would burn the night sky before too long and she had to be home by the time it did.

"A witch. You don't know how we have these powers, do you?"

"Ari, did you hit your head or is it just me?"
"Just you."
"Great."

(Where is everybody?)

"I don't know anything about witches. I've sorta been busy learning to survive."

"Well, I have been asleep for some time to keep her from controling me.

"Ah.." She glanced nervously outside, afraid that Johnny and Jon would wake up while she was gone. Dawn was only a minute or two away. "Could we continue this discussion at my house?"

Uncofortable with the situation, Cerle said, "We should probably head back."

She nodded. "Good." She ran back to the beach, near enough to the old shelter that she would see if any lights came on.

"Wait a minute. You have a house?!"

"Ari let's go. Now."
"I'm not your baby sis."
"To bad."

(See you at the beach?)

(Yeah! sorry I had to eat dinner and do dishes!)

Luke apeared in a shadow

Memory slipped into the cave, hoping to find a place where people weren't all over each other. She wished she could just disappear sometimes. This was one of those times, but she wouldn't tell anyone that.

Luke watched from the shadows, unseen, only a shadow.....shadow.....*mysterious dark shadow*

She sat on a rock humming to herself, wishing her guitar wasn't destroyed in the crash. It was her favorite guitar and she wasn't sure how to go about replacing it.

Sin had dried off and was looking for silence. "Is anyone here?" She hoped for no response.

Memory stopped humming abruptly. She hid behind a rock and looked around to see who was there.

Midnight walked around.

Sin didn't see anyone, and for that she was glad. The only downfall with her Syren song was that it attracted both males and females. She didn't much like that, but it had come in handy before. Sin wanted to practice, but was still wary that people were around.

She sat down on the cold floor, thinking about Axan.

Sin sighed, "If anyone is here, come out now. You've been warned."

"Um...I'm here," she said.

She rolled her eyes, "Perfect." She mumbled. "Just perfect."

She leaned against the cave's wall.

"This is not the best place for you."

"Why not?"

"I plan on singing."