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Shei
Ani regarded Kalaziel with an odd look, eye travelling to Laurry and then back to her. She raised an eyebrow... or maybe it was both. Shei couldn't tell through the bandage covering her face. "I wouldn't introduce myself to Thea that way, if I were you. She's a big fan. Birds of a feather, and whatnot." Shei struggled to contain her snort at the pun, not wanting to let the woman see her amusement.
As Ani led them through the crumbled corridors, Shei walked beside Laurry. She shrugged in response to his words. "We're all in danger as long as the Broken are around, right? Might as well try to help." She forced a grin at him. "Cheer up, mealworm. You got more allies than you expected, didn't you? We're-" she tripped mid-sentence and grabbed his arm to stabilise herself before carrying on, nonchalant "-totally dependable, right Oni?"
Her brother gave her an only half-fake look of despair before turning and touching Kalaziel's arm comfortingly. Shei had a sneaking feeling it comforted him a lot more than it comforted the masked girl.
The wasps kept a respectful distance from them, parting around them like an honour guard. The tour was brief, most of the survivors being in the clinic. They were either lying on beds or attending the ones lying on beds or ordering around the ones attending the ones lying on beds. Ani pointed each person out with names and abilities, though how she expected them to remember all that information was beyond Shei.
She noticed the woman never asked them of their own powers, specifically, and she wondered suspiciously if the woman already knew somehow. Oni's must be easy to guess, his nerves at seeing the new people showing in his fluctuating features. She hadn't changed since leaving the mansion though, and her mark was under her shirt. Maybe Ani trusted her with the dagger and axe at her sides. That was a nice thought.
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Oni
The tour was concluded briefly, and Ani showed the three of them to a dorm-like room full of bunkbeds- Shei had split up with them upon meeting one of the less injured assassins who was a hairdresser. Oni felt a little nervous letting her leave his sight, and her dramatic look back as they disappeared around the corner didn't help. "If I never come back..." she said, touching her forehead in a mock swoon, "avenge me."
Ugh... sometimes Oni hated Shei's brusque attitude. Once Ani left them, promising no wasps would approach them, he found an empty lower bunk and sat in the furthest corner against the wall. He was still shaking from the stress of the day. Gnawing on his nails, he tried not to look as impatient or scared as he felt. It all seemed to be hitting him at once.
They were going to face the monsters who did this... who murdered so many people. What if they died? What if Shei died and he didn't? Or he died and she didn't? He shook. Laurry and Kalaziel... they weren't hesitating. He couldn't either. But the fear was so intense... He couldn't push down his fear like Shei could. He couldn't take his bad emotions, and make them fuel him. He could only shut his eyes and force himself to do what he had to... For the sake of everyone else.
Shei
Ani regarded Kalaziel with an odd look, eye travelling to Laurry and then back to her. She raised an eyebrow... or maybe it was both. Shei couldn't tell through the bandage covering her face. "I wouldn't introduce myself to Thea that way, if I were you. She's a big fan. Birds of a feather, and whatnot." Shei struggled to contain her snort at the pun, not wanting to let the woman see her amusement.
As Ani led them through the crumbled corridors, Shei walked beside Laurry. She shrugged in response to his words. "We're all in danger as long as the Broken are around, right? Might as well try to help." She forced a grin at him. "Cheer up, mealworm. You got more allies than you expected, didn't you? We're-" she tripped mid-sentence and grabbed his arm to stabilise herself before carrying on, nonchalant "-totally dependable, right Oni?"
Her brother gave her an only half-fake look of despair before turning and touching Kalaziel's arm comfortingly. Shei had a sneaking feeling it comforted him a lot more than it comforted the masked girl.
The wasps kept a respectful distance from them, parting around them like an honour guard. The tour was brief, most of the survivors being in the clinic. They were either lying on beds or attending the ones lying on beds or ordering around the ones attending the ones lying on beds. Ani pointed each person out with names and abilities, though how she expected them to remember all that information was beyond Shei.
She noticed the woman never asked them of their own powers, specifically, and she wondered suspiciously if the woman already knew somehow. Oni's must be easy to guess, his nerves at seeing the new people showing in his fluctuating features. She hadn't changed since leaving the mansion though, and her mark was under her shirt. Maybe Ani trusted her with the dagger and axe at her sides. That was a nice thought.
_ _ _ _ _
Oni
The tour was concluded briefly, and Ani showed the three of them to a dorm-like room full of bunkbeds- Shei had split up with them upon meeting one of the less injured assassins who was a hairdresser. Oni felt a little nervous letting her leave his sight, and her dramatic look back as they disappeared around the corner didn't help. "If I never come back..." she said, touching her forehead in a mock swoon, "avenge me."
Ugh... sometimes Oni hated Shei's brusque attitude. Once Ani left them, promising no wasps would approach them, he found an empty lower bunk and sat in the furthest corner against the wall. He was still shaking from the stress of the day. Gnawing on his nails, he tried not to look as impatient or scared as he felt. It all seemed to be hitting him at once.
They were going to face the monsters who did this... who murdered so many people. What if they died? What if Shei died and he didn't? Or he died and she didn't? He shook. Laurry and Kalaziel... they weren't hesitating. He couldn't either. But the fear was so intense... He couldn't push down his fear like Shei could. He couldn't take his bad emotions, and make them fuel him. He could only shut his eyes and force himself to do what he had to... For the sake of everyone else.