forum The Soul Labyrinth

Started April 14, 2019 by @CasiCasino group

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"Hinata." She gave a polite bow, and when she straightened out she put her hands back in her pockets.

“You’re not from the Labyrinth, are you?” The other figure asked.
“As if we care who’s from where. Anyways, I’m Kevin Ershii, host of Dust and Ash and a representative of the Ninth Generation”
“…and I’m Dao Orionis, host of Shooting Star and also a representative of the Ninth Genera…” as the figure said that, the other unnamed figure who was on the wall with Chrysus fell to the floor with a bang “…tion… that’s gotta hurt”

Hinata flinched when the figure fell to the floor, then turned towards them.
"Um, you okay?" She asked.

The figure looked up at Hinata. Their eyes resembled the hues of an aurora with purple and green gradients. They slowly stood up.
“Could be better…” they grunted. “A Visitor right? I’m Selik Barron, host of Aurora Farewell and a representative of the Tenth Generation” he introduced himself.
He was painting the ceiling and the walls before he fell down. He was not really suited for this job but it was the remaining one.

Clark walked pass them with a smile as he carried a large trash bag out the door. The bag was stuffed and was approximately the size of a bear.

"I'm Hinata." She looked up at what he was trying to paint.
"Maybe I could help?"

“If so, thank you” he bowed genuinely.
As that happened, a shout can be heard from upstairs.
“SEBASTIAN!!!!” The voice was of a young lad, probably one of the three kids.
Selik sighed.
“They’re either having a lot of fun or bullying each other… which is also a lot of fun”

(Holy crap, I missed a lot, lol)

Adara stood alone, eyes closed. She was throwing flaming daggers at a target, and every single one of them hit the center. Opening her eyes to see what had happened, she frowned when she noticed that one of them was about two degrees off. She was losing her skill.
Wiping her forehead, she leaned against the wall. She was exhausted, but couldn’t sleep. She kept seeing that strange woman’s red eyes, and her smile. She shivered.

(Welcome back to the roleplay!)

Aisen walked into the room Adara was in.
“Come on, it’s the morning now, we better get going”

(half-hearted thumbs up)

Adara was glad that she had something to distract her. “Going where?”

Aisen thought about it for a second.
“A friend of mine told me that one of the living people are with them at the Celestial Hall… so maybe we’ll go there, I don’t know”

“Then how do you know we’re going?” She asked, playfully, hiding the exhaustion in her tone. “Are you sure or not?”

“They called me over” Aisen shrugged as he said it.

She rolled her eyes at him. “So you’re sure that we’re going, but not that the others will be there?”

“Exactly” he added.
“So, are you going? ‘Cause if not I’ll leave Jonathan with you but if you’re going, he’ll be coming with us” he claimed.

“I’ll go,” she said, with a wry smile. “You can only throw so many knives at a target before you start to go insane.”

Aisen turned to the knife dents Adara made.
“Right…” he made his way to the door.
“I made breakfast if you’d like some. Jon’s still eating so you’ll see him there. The drinks are on the counter, make yourself at home”

“I’m good,” she said. Truth was, she was famished, but she had always felt awkward eatingther people’s food.

(Update : I survived! lol)

Aisen raised a brow.
“You sure? ‘Cause I can’t guarantee that we won’t be fighting anyone on our way there…” his voice lowered when he spotted a cloaked figure smiling with blood over their body from the window behind Adara.

“I need a fight,” she said. He glanced at something behind her, and she turned, curious.

(Well, crap.)

The figure outside the window was covered in blood, though it probably was not his own. He was breathing heavily but managed to smile while doing so. The figure walked towards the window and started doing… something. They pressed their index figure against the fresh blood on their coat and slowly wrote something on the window.
13 1 20 20 8 5 23 was in crimson hue as the figure disappeared completely.

"And… that was weird," she said slowly, moving towards it.

Aisen tried to memorize the numbers.
“That might be a hint to something… anyways…” he turned back towards the door to see that the door was covered blood and a pool of blood started to come in through the opening under the door.
He froze.

"What?"

“Jon…” he ran out the door and down the hall, he was scared and his face clearly showed it.