"Listen to me, okay? You're bleeding and you're going to die if you don't leave right now." Cal answered stiffly, his fingers tapping on the edge of his bow. I don't know if I can get her mad. . . just knock me out and take me or something. "You're not helping, Marya." He finished, glaring at her. His heart hurt from saying such things to his friend, but he had to.
I can try?
He reached for Nimue!s mind and took ahold of it again, her powers turning the entire area dark in a few moments. At the same time, he told Cal to turn and run into the forest. The screaming would cover the sound of his disappearance.
She clenched her jaw, glaring at him. "Why are you staying? What's so important that you have to stay? Listen to me."
(Sorry that I disappeared)
"Marya, leave. It's not safe and you aren't helping if you stay." Cal answered bluntly, his gaze still hard. Even to him, his own voice sounded hollow. He was giving himself up and hurting Marya. "Just, go. . . got it?"
"Fine. Go die in a fricking ditch for all I care." she stormed away, long blonde hair trailing after her. The pain that came with each step was blinding and Marya stumbled her way towards anywhere, not knowing where she was going.
Cal closed his eyes and let out a pained sigh. Not pain from a cut. A different kind of pain, but it felt like an important organ in him was missing as he watched Marya walk away.
What now?
She fell onto the ground and curled up next to a tree, hoping for Nimue or Cal to come around the corner. Preferably Cal, but only if he was there to apologize. He was being such a wet sock.
I can't go like this. . . give me a day, please.
Trade someone.
//such a wet sock omg
I need to give someone up to get a day?
(wet socks suck man)
Yes. Insurance. He couldn't keep mind control up forever.
//I gtg, pretend the trade happened and like, say it's nimue to get my other character out of the way :P
I'll be back tonihgt
Cal closed his eyes for a moment, thinking it through. Was he capable of giving someone up for his own sake? His father's, Eros', word's cut into his mind. Everything has a price, Cal. Remember that. He had to. He couldn't leave Marya.
(K, so he got Nimue.)
Marya closed her eyes and leaned against the tree, struck by a sudden realization. She couldn't get back to the base without Nimue. And what about the others? Her grief had melted down and cooled into a fiery anger. Cal can come back by himself. I don't goddamn care anymore.
"Nimue?"
( Should we just say that they made the deal? )
( Cal's going to be sad b/c he didn't realize that it would be Nimue. wipes tear away)
(yeah, sure)
(Mar-Mar would be heartbroken if she knew it was her fault that Nimue was traded off)
( Yeah, but it was mostly Cal's fault )
( I guess they would be back at the base )
(she's mad right now)
(you know what that means)
(a crap ton of cursing and punching)
( Yup xD )
Cal was sitting in the infirmary and waiting for Marya to get stitched up. He held his head in his hands, wishing he had never made the deal. You're an idiot. Everything has a price, Cal. Idiot. He kept repeating the same thoughts over and over again, but he knew it wouldn't make a difference.
(Okay, just to clarify, they are now at the base and we are assuming that they brought the others along with them)
(capiche?)
( Yep, that's what's happening.)
"I'm fricking fine. Get away from me." Marya tried to push the nurses away, incredibly annoyed.
The nurse clicked his tongue, "It looks like you've suffered tail loss, a knife through the stomach, and other various stab wounds. We're not letting you go just yet." damn these stupid capable nurses.
"Marya, let them help you. . ." Cal mumbled as he looked up, his messy, dark hair falling across his eyes. He quickly glanced down. He couldn't even look at her anymore. Not after what he had done.
"Where's Nimue?" she turned to face the wall and the tension in the room started to rise. Stupid little raspberry assnut. Marya swung her hair over one shoulder and pulled up her bloody shirt just a bit, letting the nurse take care of the wound on her back.
(Im not really participatong in this rp so I guess ill jist leave.)
//back for like three seconds to clear notifs and I see 'raspberry assnut'
you, sir or m'am or something else, are truly good at insults
(Im not really participatong in this rp so I guess ill jist leave.)
//k, byeee
//back for like three seconds to clear notifs and I see 'raspberry assnut'
you, sir or m'am or something else, are truly good at insults
(why thank you)
(bows)
"Where's Nimue?" she turned to face the wall and the tension in the room started to rise. Stupid little raspberry assnut. Marya swung her hair over one shoulder and pulled up her bloody shirt just a bit, letting the nurse take care of the wound on her back.
"She-" Cal faltered and he stopped to clear his voice. "Someone took her back to the king's palace." He finished, not wanting to say more. If she knew that I made the deal, she'd hate me. I'd never have a chance with her. Not that I had one anyways. . .