She takes her guns, passing one of them to each of them. "Slide-action, semi-automatic. Here's more ammunition. Turn off the safety here, pull the trigger. To reload, hit this to release the magazine, shove more bullets into it, pull the slide back up here, and then fire."
"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost."
Leon grabbed the gun out of Tasha's hand. It felt strange and foreign in his own, smaller hands, but it wasn't the first time that he had held a gun. He had held them many times, though he had somehow had managed to avoid using one on another person. He guessed it was probably the form he was using that was throwing him off.
"If something does attack us," he said, "then I'll go back to looking like Loki. I'm not used to holding guns in my natural form."
Amy held the gun in her hand, the cool metal playing a stark contrast to her warm, sweaty hands. She didn't like the way guns made her feel... simultaneously powerful and powerless. "I wish I wasn't used to it. But back where I come from it's stupid to not know how to."
"Good, because you'll have to shoot fast. Just don't hit me, please."
"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost."
Murmuring. Clicks--rattles beyond his ears--and the soft breeze of a warmer air.
Darian slowly opened his eyes, an easy feat under the dark stars above, and moved his fingers and toes until more of him could move. Then came the pain of shredded muscle around his shoulder. Throat dry, he coughed out a groan and shook his head, placing his hand over the wound. Once he had blood on his fingers, he wrote on his exposed chest:
staff hurry
I am a forest fire and an ocean, and I will burn you just as much as I will drown everything you have inside.
-Shinji Moon
I am the property of Rydia, please return me to her ship.
She runs over, kneeling next to him, concerned and trying to decipher the words.
"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost."
Not knowing what to do. A hand randomly grabbed a dried twig and gave it to him. "H-Here."
Darian almost coughed up blood when he saw what was given to him. He held the 'wand-staff' and smiled towards the sender. The smile made her shiver as if, as if he knew this would be the last time he can see her.
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Leon had already been startled when Darian suddenly awoke, but the appearance of the newcomer made him jump in surprise. "Where did-Where did you even come from?!" he managed to get out, looking around wildly. "And who are you?"
She spins, a dagger out of her sleeve in moments as she turns on the unknown woman.
"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost."
I am sorry. I will not do it again. But let this be my last.I will not join anymore.
"Aye. Quite a feisty girl. Do not fear little ones. For I am just an apparition of the past. The memories of agony in this miserable world." Her cherry red lips curved upward. A sweet smile of a young lady. Her pearly white skin and ink black hair lay down along her alluring curve.
Until she slowly dispersed. Her mouth opened again, "Finally, I have finished my mission. Now I can rest in peace."
She turned to smoke and flew with the wind. Everyone was startled by the appearance and the disappearance of this soul. In their heart, they prayed and wondered of this could be an omen. Death or survival. In this Valley of Unending Nights.
Who knew how many souls, blood spilt upon this cold soil of darkness. Where their lives could be gone in a moments notice.
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((@WanderingCloud, you can stay! I was just wondering about what she looked like is all))
"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost."
It was not his staff, and Darian wondered if it had been torn away by the Dread Ravens, or if the others were utterly clueless, and just watching a man decay. Still, though, he felt a power of light in the wand, held it to his chest wound, and prayed.
Light began to pierce the bandages and darkness surrounding them, slowly restoring his stamina.
I am a forest fire and an ocean, and I will burn you just as much as I will drown everything you have inside.
-Shinji Moon
I am the property of Rydia, please return me to her ship.
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