Faye straightened her posture a bit more and smiled warmly at Karina. “Thank you, we all really appreciate it,” she said in a lighter tone. She was pleased that Karina had told Dax specifically that he wouldn’t be sleeping on the floor. She had offered to let him sit or sleep other places in the past, but he would always stay on the floor.
(Karina would get so triggered if he slept on the floor)
Lila nodded. She was glad that Karina cared for Dax, otherwise Lila probably would have left right then and there. Instead she stayed and asked Karina, "Which room should I take?"
"It's up to you, really. There's a third guest room in the basement if you'd rather be by yourself, or there are the two upstairs."
"I'll take the basement," Lila told Karina, "Not used to this many people around."
"Fine with me. Second door to your left," she told Lila. She then turned and assigned the other two rooms upstairs to Dax and Faye.
(gonna push this rp back up top owo)
Lila nodded and walked towards the door. She opened it up to go and see her current living arrangements.
Faye said ‘thank you’ again and walked to her assigned bedroom. It was a nice size, and it felt homey. She sat on the edge of the bed, keeping still for a moment while she considered her options.
Yawning, Karina made her way to her own room. She was kind of exhausted from the emotional day. It felt as if it had gone by so fast. She lay on her back, staring at the ceiling, reflecting on the events of the day.
Faye, Dax, and Lila had come to her for help in escaping Faye's cruel father. She felt at ease knowing the three felt okay with taking her offer to come reside with her if necessary. And then Calixto was free now. Seeing as night had come already, she assumed he had made it to the opposite sector. Karina smiled sadly at the ceiling. Hopefully he was happy there. Half asleep already, she closed her eyes. She must have been missing Calixto's usual rude comments and attitude, that she imagined the door opening downstairs.
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Calixto opened the front door carefully. He didn't want to wake anyone up. He noticed the house seemed cleaner now since he left. He crept up the stairs to his room, only to find it occupied. Damn, Karina's efficient. So much that she cleaned out my room already…
Sighing, he went to go check on Karina, making sure she hadn't gotten into trouble as usual. She was the older of the two, but didn't quite act like it. He noticed her shift in the covers, and moved to leave and go sleep on the couch.
"Wait."
(FLUFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF)
(OH MY GOD SHE NEEDS TO WAKE UP AND SEE HIM)
(WAKE UP! SHAKES KARINA!)
(The "Wait" was Karina lol)
Calixto quickly spun around, noticing that Karina was awake.
"Shit- I uh, didn't wake you, did I?" he asked nervously in a whisper.
Shaking her head, she got up out of bed and hugged him.
"You came back," she said happily, voice muffled a bit by Calixto's shirt.
His arms were pinned to his sides by Karina, so he nodded dumbly. She tried to ask him why and if he made it out of the North sector, but he was simply too tired from running all day to answer her. All he had the energy for was to say, "Couldn't find the way out, plus the wall of iron."
Karina finally released Calixto from the embrace. She was just happy he came back. Both of them tired, and Calixto's room taken, Karina went over to lay on the side close to the wall. She patted the opposite side, signaling for him to lie down as well. Startled by the action, he shook his head. He turned to walk downstairs when she grabbed his wrist.
"Stop being so stubborn!" she teased, still whispering as to not wake anyone up. "Plus you did agree to be nicer to me," she added.
Groaning, he sat on the edge of the bed. And then slid to sit on the ground.
"Doesn't mean I'm gonna get in bed with you, jeez," he said. Sighing in defeat, she snuggled deeper into the blankets, tossing a spare one onto Calixto, it falling over his head.
Laughing, she ended up falling asleep, Calixto shortly after.
(Do you all want to skip to the morning? Nothing planned for in the middle of the night?)
(Yeah but I gtg, I'm home now)
(Okay, we can wait for you, then!)
(Bye Iris!)
(I have something planned for Calla)
(grins wickedly)
Calla woke up from her slumber, rubbing at her eyes. The room was still as dark as it always would be. She got up from the cot, wrapping the blanket around herself as she walked around the room, hoping to bump into one of them. But something stopped her in her tracks.
The soft melody of a flute rang through her ears, the masterful playing drawing her towards it. Calla walked down the stairs, clinging to the wall as she followed the sound, in a sort of trance. The music was getting closer as she ambled through the forest, occasionally tripping on protruding tree roots or stones.
There it was. The music was as clear as day. Calla stopped, reaching her arms out to find the source, but she didn't feel anything.
"Hello?" she called out, but the music stopped and it slowly started to dawn on Calla that she was alone. In the forest. In the dead of night. "Hello?" she called out again, though it was more of whimper. "HELLO?!" she screamed with all her might, shutting her eyes, but then freezing when something fell on top of her.
A net. This was a trap.
Someone picked up her flailing body, hoisting her over their shoulder and whistling a tune. Calla screamed, tears coming from her eyes, "RONAN! AVI! RONAN!! AVI! Ronan! Avi! Ronan…." her voice trailed away. There was no use. She'd be dead by the dawn.
Calla was taken into a cell. The men chatted and laughed as she cried over losing her beloved flute. She was going to die. She was going to die. But Calla held onto the hope that Ronan would come. He promised. Promised to keep her safe. Ronan was coming. He had to be. Calla slumped against the bars, tears streaking her cheeks. Ronan was coming, she just knew it.
Avi woke with a start, having thought she heard something. She opened her eyes and looked around - Calla was gone. She rushed outside to see nothing but a bit ofmscuffed dirt. Rushing back inside, she shook Ronan awake.
ofmscuffed
Beautiful word. What does it mean? Is it Irish?
//yes
it means “the writer messed up and made a typo so they just replaced it with ofmscuffed”
:P
I love it. Send me the definition?
ofmscuffed (n)
a word that can replace any other word when a typo has been made
(Side Note: Don't rescue my Callabie until I'm back, okay?)
(I'll be here around 7 pm, eastern timezone)
(Also, I was thinking that maybe they bring Calla up for a public execution and Faye and the others (Calixto, Lila, Karina, etc.) are trying to stop it while Ronan's trying to save Calla?)
(Then they all get to meet)
(oooo yesssssssssssssss
also omg @Nerd THE POOR CHILD IS CRYING NOOOOOOOO)
(Ahh oh my gosh that was sad)
Ronan jerked awake, having fallen asleep. He looked over at Avi, who had woken him up, with a frown. “What?” He asked before looking next to him. Calla had been asleep there before. “Where’s Calla?” He now questioned in a slow tone.
Without wasting for an answer, he was up and looking around, walking down the stairs, violin in hand. “Calla?” He called, a nervous feeling building in his stomach. She couldn’t have left, she knew not to go out on her own. “Calla!” He shouted in a louder tone, pausing by the entryway of the building.
“Avi, I’m going out,” Ronan called to her before jogging from the building. She coludn’t have gone far. It was light out now, he could find her easier. What if Corsai got her in the night? What if a pack of Malchai snatched her up for food?
He shook the terrible thoughts away and ran into the woods, lungs burning as he was sprinting now. He thought he could see small footsteps, but also multiple large ones. He felt like he was going to be sick. He eventually stoped when something caught his eye. A flute, tossed onto the ground. “No,” Ronan repeated a few times and he quickly snatched the instrument up, checking to see if it was scratched or broken at all. He slowly sank down to his knees, letting his own violin slip from his fingers as he held the flute close to his chest.