Silver Carrot

The X-Pendibles

Heidi silently followed Shawn to the Elevator, then used the otherwise wasted time in there to double-check her gauntlet. She thought about saying something, but any advice such as 'Don't fire a bolt in the direction of the pool, if you have to use your power for any reason' would be patronizing, and her well of conversation starters was a muddled mess of second-guessing herself as usual. So silence reigned.

The moment the doors opened, Shawn bolted out, and Heidi followed, keeping up easily and showcasing how much her daily training was paying off. Shawn shouted to Chrys. Great. Now all we had to do was catch up. She saw Shawn raise his hand. He must just be about to point. There's no way he would actually...

And then he fired a charge at the tree, setting in on fire. Heidi stopped running, grabbed Shawn by the shoulders and turned him round to face her. She just looked at him incredibly, shaking her head. "That was really quite reckless! You could have at least given Chrys some warning first! After all, you did that so just he'd absorb the plasma, right? If you did it to get his attention and weren't thinking things through properly, then I was right in my assessment that nobody on our team is ready for the field yet. But seriously, though! Did you see the other members that have been gathered? What's going on here?"

The X-Pendibles

One question; Why did Shawn destroy that tree?

The X-Pendibles

Should I wait for Chrys or just post?

Blakley's Institute For The Supernatural

Eilidh gon git in trouble! :3

Blakley's Institute For The Supernatural

@SanaChan@thewizardguy

Eilidh nodded. Her face wasn't one of "I'm sorry" or "I know I did something wrong", it was "I completely agree with you. Leave it to me." She found her new roommate to be quite fun, but she was a little wild, and Eilidh was going her work cut out for her to try and keep her friend out of trouble. Pretty much as soon as the teacher had left, Emily kicked the door near off its hinges and bolted through the corridor. Eilidh pinched her nose and sighed. This was going to be harder than she thought.

She followed Emily's trail at a restrained canter, apologising to everyone she past, especially the teachers. Why was it up to her to keep Emily out of trouble? She's not a teacher! She's not a prefect. She doesn't have any position of responsibility in this school. She's a student. She came to learn and make friends. And that's who Emily was. A friend, or at least a potential one. Eilidh would try and keep her out of trouble out of concern and care, but not out of a duty she didn't have nor wanted!

Once she was outside the corridors of the school, and all the people who made navigating and weaving her way through particularly challenging, she made it to the courtyard. That's when she broke into a gallop, and covered the lost distance in a matter of seconds. It was a simple scientific fact that horses can run a lot faster than bipedals. Eilidh wasn't even very fit for a centaur, and she still caught up with Emily.

Eilidh watched Emily pick the lock, and as she was doing that, whispered "I really wouldn't make a habit of this. You don't think you care about getting told off but this is a whole different kind of trouble. I'm actually kind of scared. If we get caught..." Before Eilidh finished, Emily just waltzed straight inside. Eilidh stood at the doorway, cursing silently, before following her up.

It was true that Eilidh was scared, but being in a place she shouldn't be, doing something wrong...it was kind of exhilarating! She was filled with a strange kind of nervous energy, and she couldn't say she hated the experience. The stairs, however, were a killer. She held onto the rails and took it one step at a time. If she were a fit centaur, her muscles would have laughed at this exertion, but she was an unfit centaur, lugging the weight of a horse up every step. It took a while, and by the time she reached the top, she was sweating buckets, but the view of the magnificent school from this roof was worth it.

"Wow, this place is amazing! You're so lucky, getting to live life like this, surrounded by these kinda views all the time!"

Torn Realms (High-Fantasy) (Mid-High Casual) [ALWAYS OPEN]

I'm good at names.

Torn Realms (High-Fantasy) (Mid-High Casual) [ALWAYS OPEN]

Gellert, Lark and Amber are all in a bar in the lawless part of town.

Torn Realms (High-Fantasy) (Mid-High Casual) [ALWAYS OPEN]

@Lawful Newtral@Scyntell

Amber accepted the pretty stone, smiling. She retreated, sat in a chair and started quietly playing her panpipes to provide comfort to the tense children. Amber had no knowledge of the Laws of the civilised world. Nor did she care. The forest had it's own rules, and this stranger had given her a gift. In return, she would help save his life from this beast.

While she was playing, she patted the heads of nearby children with her free hand, comforting them while she played a one-handed melody. The less brave ones flocked to her, scared of the ragged bounty hunter. The braver ones were still making an effort to guard or protect Lark. Amber's maternal instincts were being invoked, further turning her against Gellert. He was the predator scaring and worrying her nest.

"Be calm, young ones. Nothing will hurt you today. You are watched over," she spoke to them softly and reassuringly, only stopping when a child tried to touch the crystal Lark gave her, whereupon she simply looked them in the eyes and shook her head and the child stopped and backed away, as if making Amber even slightly disappointed would feel worse than being scolded by anybody else.

She tried to catch Lark's eye, and once she did, she winked with the side of her face that Gellert couldn't see, letting him know that when he tried something, she would help. The old man seemed to have the sharp senses of a wolf. Naturally, that would include enhanced canine hearing, and with it, a severe weakness to loud ultrasonic sounds. Her melody on the panpies started to gradually rise in key and pitch.

Torn Realms (High-Fantasy) (Mid-High Casual) [ALWAYS OPEN]

Hmmm, what kind of person should my elf be? Where did their travels take them? What's their alignment?

So many questions...

Blakley's Institute For The Supernatural

@thewizardguy

Eilidh cocked her head at the excuse that Emily was in a hurry. "Pffft. What kind of Brit can't queue? Also, music is a hobby to me. Back at my house, I have a record player, a CD collection, a vinyl collection and you can't see the walls for the band posters. I spend hours a day listening to it! I just wish I had the temperament to play it, or the talent to sing."

She stayed standing and listening to Emily's story. She definitely felt pity at Emily's mention of having no parents, but didn't say anything. Still, it showed in her eyes and body language, but that changed to something different when she mentioned the other Raiju. Eilidh figured out, or at least assumed, the truth. That was still sad, but a little more reassuring. Her parents hadn't abandoned her, but were keeping an eye on her, or at least a male relative was. It did explain why she was the way she was. She had never been taught discipline, and had spent most of her life doing what she wanted. The teachers here would act as authority figures. Eilidh, she decided, would act as a friend.

The centaur considered Emily's offer, smiling. "Deal, but remember, I'd only be helping you out, not doing it all for you. You're here to learn after all. Now let's go! I want see where all the cool spots are!"