forum The Wish Granter (Fantasy RP) OPEN FOR A SHORT TIME

Started May 15, 2018 by Deleted user

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Don’t find me, don’t find me, don’t find me. Run….
Little girl, don’t try, the voice laughed.
“Over here!” Her body yelled back. “Someone shot me down.”

Cal opened his mouth to say something that was probably flirty, but he saw something shoot down from the sky and into the forest. He gripped his bow tightly and ran over to the body, recognizing the black feathers.

"Nimue?" Cal called out, running faster and kneeling down next to her. "Nimue. What hurts?"

Rhys followed Ailith, "Where are we going?" he asked.

"No idea," Ailith responded.

"NIMUE!!" Marya sat down next to her body and cradled Nimue in her arms. "What happened?"

“Everything,” she mumbled back. “Someone shot me.” her eyes flicked around wildly. “Did you find Marya?”

//this timing is not going well, pretend it made sense and she didn’t say that last bit

"She's right here," Cal replied softly, glancing over to the arrow sticking out of her wing. He moved his hands towards it, trying to figure out how to take it out. After about thirty seconds, he was kneeling over the wound, working on taking it out carefully. "This might hurt, Nimue." Cal finally said, looking up at her as his messy, dark hair fell across his eyes.

"No idea," Ailith responded.

"Seems legit," Rhys shrugged and followed.

Marya stood up in front of the pair, searching the forest for signs of danger. "Could we maybe do this at the base instead of IN FRONT OF THE PALACE, please?"

“I’ll be fine,” she said, gritting her teeth. “Whoever did it might still be around, you should probably go look for them.” They’re right here.
They don’t know that.
Shut up.

"Marya, look around for anyone. I need to take the arrow out, but then I'll carry her back to camp." Cal answered, still working on sliding the arrow out.

"Right." Marya hoped that none of them had noticed her tail. People worrying over her always had felt weird. She scoped the area, brandishing her knife and tensing her other fist, ready to punch.

“I can walk,” she protested. “My wings took most of the damage.”
You asshole. If I can’t fly again, I’m going to murder you.
You can’t do anything.

"Nimue, rest easy." Marya shouted behind her, before turning back. She had to protect her friends. The various bleeding holes and the blood pouring out of her mouth were no problem.

Ailith continued running when she spotted a group of people she skidded to a halt.

“I can walk,” she protested. “My wings took most of the damage.”
You asshole. If I can’t fly again, I’m going to murder you.
You can’t do anything.

"Don't move, okay?" Cal replied seriously, furrowing his brow as he focused on sliding the arrow out. After about five more minutes, it was out and Cal was pressing one of his change of shirts on the wound.

“Is she okay?” She asked. “I saw blood. Possibly. Everything’s blurry.”

"I hope so. . ." Cal answered, looking over at Marya as she walked around the forest. Thank goodness she hadn't died. . . He looked back over at Nimue and continued to add pressure to the wound. "What happened?"

There was no one. Her ears couldn't pick up anything. Her eyes couldn't see any movement. "There's no one here." Marya announced, returning to Nimue's side before noticing the two new people. The people she'd escaped with. "Hello?"

“I don’t know. I was flying along and I didn’t notice the arrow. Next thing I know, it’s sliced through my wing and I’m crashing through seven different trees at once.”You’re not going to let me get a word in edgewise, are you?
It would destroy the whole purpose of mind control.
Please?
No.

"Uh, hi," Rhys waved, "What's going on?"

"Hi," Ailith responded, "Fancy running into you."

“I don’t know. I was flying along and I didn’t notice the arrow. Next thing I know, it’s sliced through my wing and I’m crashing through seven different trees at once.”You’re not going to let me get a word in edgewise, are you?
It would destroy the whole purpose of mind control.
Please?
No.

Cal nodded, glancing around the forest. He looked over at the two new comers, raising a brow at them.

"Not really," Marya grunted, standing protectively near Nimue. "It's okay, Nimue, I know Cal's weak, so I'll protect you."

Now that the adrenaline of the original control was fading, Nimue could feel herself close to passing out. Weakly, she muttered curses at the voice in her head.
Oh you can do everything unhelpful but you can’t keep me awake? Asshole.
He didn’t say anything but she was startled anyways (somehow), eyes flying open and she attempted to sit up straight. “Ow. Ow. Do not do that.”
I hate you so much.

She laughed. “Thanks, Marya.”