forum Character chat?

Started March 01, 2019 by @Capture-The-Moment

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"I don't want you to, I just wanna leave," Tristan replied, standing up again.

"For your information, I do not obey anyone. I do not belong to anyone." The Wraith seemed to move away, as the cold breeze lowered to the ground a little bit.

Lacie stood up and disappeared behind the pillar to start the escape plan

Tristan's eyes widened at the smoke that came off of Neirym's hands, "Was-was that supposes to put the uh-Wraith under your command or something?" He felt nervous.

Lacie peered around the pillar making sure no one saw

Tristan glanced at Lacie, What is she doing? He thought

She gave him a small reassuring smile and disappeared around the pillar once again

Tristan's eyes widened at the smoke that came off of Neirym's hands, "Was-was that supposes to put the uh-Wraith under your command or something?" He felt nervous.

"Of course." His eyes gleamed. "Just a taste of what I can do. Just a pity the spirit wasn't as you puny mortals."

Tristan gulped, "Please don't use it on me…" He pleaded, worry in his eyes.

Suddenly, the cold breeze flew out into all directions, then vanished. "I would prefer you stop calling me a spirit, as I am far from being one." Out of seemingly nowhere, The Wraith's hands appeared; large with sharp black nails on the end of each finger. They seemed to move as The Wraith pulled herself out of..nowhere, her faceless features next to appear. If you think about it, she looks like something from a horror movie of some sorts.

The Wraith exited 'nowhere', and she seemed calm on the ground; though it was hard to tell for a creature with little to no features on its face.

Lacie saw this and quickly continued her plan

Tristan was confused and slightly scared but watched the Wraith intently.

Tristan gulped, "Please don't use it on me…" He pleaded, worry in his eyes.

"I promise." He held up his crossed fingers with a wink.

He gasped in fear and gripped his spiked brass knuckles harder. He felt a jolt of pain and held his hand up, now stained with blood, he had accidentally stabbed himself, Gee okay, just what I needed, he thought.

"Hmmm, not the most powerful, but could be useful for my plans." Avalon mused. "Shut up Avalon." said Snail and Brie at the same time.

Tristan snickered a bit as a the dark figure, Avalon was shut up.

Emma stood in a pile of granola bar wrappers, watching. They seemed to come out of nowhere as she reached in her jacket to pull out another one. "Let's get one thing straight. You are not doing any experiments on any of us, especially not him." She pointed at Tristan. She grown rather fond of him in the few minutes she'd been in the room.

Tristan lightly smiled at Emma and said, "Yeah, no experiments!" He tried to wipe the blood from his hands off on his capri's

"Listen, I'll save us time by killing all of these mortal scum, then I'll torture you until you give me back my Aether form, then I'll kill you and go off to rule all the universes. Capiche?" Avalon asked Snail. "No. And remember, I still possess your Aether form, I can destroy it any time I like and then you'll never be able to get into the Aether dimension." Snail grinned mockingly. Avalon had to admit defeat, and sulked.

(Minor edit, I typed Nether Dimension when I was supposed to type Aether, sorry!)

"Scum, yourself," Tristan muttered starting to get annoyed by the situation everyone was in.

Lacie reappeared from behind the pillar and just stood there waiting for the opportunity

Neirym's handsome face turned towards her, but her did nothing.

Tristan's eyes narrowed at Lacie, trying to think of what she was doing.

Lacie just gave a small smile and turned her attention towards the conversation

The Wraith continued to watch, long tail curled around herself, like a cat. Even though she had no eyes - or at least visible eyes on her face - her head had faced Lacie.

"So Spirit," said Neirym, "where do you come from?"

“I come from a different dimension. An alternate one if you’d rather put it. Filled with creatures that defy the laws of reality. An incredibly beautiful place, but also incredibly dangerous.”

"Dangerous," he purred. "My kind of place."

Lacie slowly walked towards Tristan

She whispered something softly