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[i][u]Location:[/u] Wilcox Land
[u]Interacting With:[/u] Jade Taylor [@Altered Tundra], anyone in Group 1[/i][/center]
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Scout had spent the party mingling and drinking. She had ultimately hid behind Jay and Alice in the beginning, trying to not meet the eyes of any teachers or adults, but once the older folks abandoned the premises she gained a slightly louder tone and welcome others with small smiles and mischievous plans. Her first beer had been finished slowly, longingly, as if Scout only drank it a drop at a time. During the course of this drink, she spent her time chatting with her closer friends, explaining her hare-brained scheme to paint up the school, or maybe cause a bit of mischief in Old Town. By the time she reached the end of the beer her mind was buzzed and her hands sweaty. It was a lovely feeling, this tipsiness, and with a light heart Scout joined her friends around the coolers to chat and gossip.

The cheeriness in the air didn’t last long, as after a mere twenty minutes of screaming over the choir of laughing, dancing teens and loud music there was a slight commotion in the crowd. Scout turned quickly, only briefly seeing the blonde-head of King fade off into the night, and her lips pursed with curiosity. Behind her she heard laughs from her friends, who were perhaps joking about reasons as to why King was sprinting away from the party, and Scout couldn’t help but to turn and joke along. Laughter and music filled in any empty air left by her conversations, and eventually Scout found herself wandering alone through the crowd, eyes focused on the fire pit where her friends had later congregated too. Being so small, Scout found that she was having trouble getting from place to place in the party due to the many taller legs that blocked her path, and being slightly drunk didn’t exactly way anything in her favor.


[b][color=436EEE]“Jay, where the hell are you? I’m stu-”[/color][/b]

Scout attempts at crying out for someone were thwarted by a familiar shriek. The dancers around her froze in shock, and Scout felt the hairs on the back of her neck raise as words formed from the insane cries. The earthquakes started soon after the sobs, and Scout yelped as the people around her ran away in fear. Fissures split across the yard and Scout scrambled away quickly, unaware of the fact that a pale blue shield guarded her back in flashes. She eventually tripped over her own feet and hit the ground chin-first. Whatever alcohol that had clouded her brain stunned her, kept her clung to the earth as she groaned and saw the world spin nauseatingly. Attempting to steel her mind, Scout squeezed her eyes shut and cried out, digging her hands into the dirt as the earth below seemed to shake with rage. Feet thumped around her, and eventually all that was left was the faint groans from the source of the earthquakes and the far off cries of familiar teens.

Scout huffed out breaths, trying to regain some sense of calmness, but the shaking earth and far off noises were driving her mad. It was like fear was literally in the air, filling her head with unnecessary thoughts and suffocating her. It was odd, like the fear wasn’t her own but was rather being forced to be on her, and Scout knew that she didn’t want it. Scout glanced about once, as quickly as possible, and she assessed that she was just on the edge of the woods, only a few feet from the 'safety' of the trees. Slowly and unsteadily she rose up, mind whirring with the usual fight or flight ideal that most fearful people experienced, and Scout felt her jaw tighten suddenly as she turned and wobbled slightly back towards the source of the cries. Her hands clenched tightly, and she felt her knees tremble as she mustered up whatever voice she had left to scream out,


[b][color=436EEE]“Jade! Calm down! Jade!”[/color][/b]

Scout’s voice betrayed her. It warbled with panic and barely sounded above the roar of the wind and trembling earth. Her body shook with fear, making her legs tremble uncontrollably and her mind whir with the thought of her possibly dying here. But, Scout knew her mind. She was good at staying calm, or at least appearing so, and now, in front of the insane Jade she kept her gaze hard and her posture stiff and controlled. The option of flight was still pulling at her, urging her to turn and run, but the panicking cries of Jade kept her steady and sane. Someone needed help, someone needed protection, and Scout wasn’t just going to let them suffer.


[b][color=436EEE]“Jade, what’s wrong?! You really gotta calm down, look at what you-”[/color][/b] Scout was cut off by a sudden gust of wind and coldness splashing over her body. Rain. Sudden, unrelenting rain. It fell hard, and then quickly lightened to the likes of a summer storm. Scout glanced at the sky once, shivering against the sudden cold, and then returned her hard stare to Jade. Honestly, the sudden freezing storm may be useful, it managed to clear some of the haze that infected Scout's mind, but still her body itched with terror. Seeing Jade before her, with all the fissures surrounding her, however, inspired Scout once again to pursue her goal to help this poor girl. Again, she cried out in confusion for Jade’s outbursts, but her words were lost to the winds and screams and earth around her. She kept crying out, hands clenching until she felt pain from her nails digging under her flesh, but her words just seemed to fade away, as if carried off the a gust of wind.

Perhaps running would really be the best option.