forum The Forest Has Hazel Eyes // O/O // Closed

Started December 12, 2020 by @MarDeColores this is not it kids

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"Me? I'm just your average person. Lost in your forest," they gave Ellis a pointed look, "not on purpose."
"This isn't my forest," Ellis grumbled again, feeling rather annoyed that this random person he found in the woods knew more about him than he did.
"Yes, it is. You're clearly a primordial spirit," They sighed. "Well, never mind that, then. You're clearly confused."
"Yes, thank you for noticing." Ellis narrowed his eyes at them.
"My name is Cyra. I think we should stick together until we get out of here, what do you say?" They offered Ellis and Antonio a brilliant smile.
"Well, that might be a good idea, but–" Ellis glanced at Antonio.
"Great! What are your names?" Cyra glanced between them, the light still contained in their palm. Ellis had to admit, he was rather glad. It made the forest just a little bit less spooky.
"I'm Ellis," he said, giving the pink-haired stranger a slight smile.

Antonio narrowed his eyes at the stranger, moth pressed into a thin line. It was hard to think of them as a bad person, considering they carried a literal ball of light in their hands. His gaze flickered towards Ellis' shrugging his shoulders. He was honestly more surprised that he was a primordial spirit. He nodded slightly and took a dependent breath "I'm Antonio." He introduced softly, hand casually going down to his flask of water, just in case more surprised sprung out of nowhere. "Do you know anything about this place?" He asked the pibk-haired individual. "We've seen some… Creatures… Something not if this world. What about you? Did you find anything off?" He asked, taking a glance around the forest surrounding them.

"Ellis. Antonio. Nice to meet you." Cyra gave them both a huge smile. Their eyes flicked down to Antonio's hand, gaze going hard for a split second. "About this place? Ah, well, the usual. It's a primordial spirit's forest, meaning it's dark as midnight on a moonless night and most things will kill you if the primordial spirit themself don't get to you first." They paused, glancing around at the forest. "I assure you, those creatures are of this world. A specialty of the Deep Woods. You're lucky one of you happen to be the primordial spirit or you would have died, no doubt."
"How did you know I was a primordial spirit?" Ellis spoke up, looking towards Cyra. "I mean, it's not like it's–"
"Your neck. It's a dead giveaway." Cyra gestured towards Ellis. "And the only thing I've found that's off is the fact that this primordial spirit isn't trying to kill me." They laugh. "Now come on, we're going to get nowhere if we just stand here."

Antonio sighed tiredly. "How wonderful." He muttered sarcastically, following Cyra's gaze up to the forest's canopy, half expecting something to emerge and start attacking them all. Antonio tilted his head as his gaze traveled back to Ellis, eyes going to his neck. "So there are different species of Promordial spirits? Not only the shadow creatures we saw but more human like Ellis?" He questioned, his curiosity getting the better of his fear. He cocked his head to the side, "we've been going nowhere for the past few hours. Is there a place you know of that's safe?"

"Different species? No, they're all the same. They can look different, and often start to look more like their forest the longer they're in there, but there's only one species of Primordial Spirits," Cyra explained, starting to walk in a random direction. Ellis severely doubted they knew where they were going, but he wasn't about to not follow them. They were the one with the light, and they were the one who seemed to know all the important stuff he didn't. "Those shadow creatures just live in the forest, and they obey their specific Primordial Spirit–in this case, Ellis here."
"Right, that's good to know," Ellis muttered, rubbing a hand over his head. At least he knew he could maybe stop the group from getting eaten by monsters. "Yeah, what Antonio said," he continued. It would be amazing if there was someplace safe where they could rest."
"Oh, somewhere safe? Those kinds of places don't exist here." Cyra giggled, glancing around at the forest in front of them. "We're just going to have to keep walking and get really lucky. Unless… you decide to show the way out?" They glanced back at Ellis with a hopeful look.

Antonio’s gaze flickered to Ellis when Cyra explained to them about Primordial Spirits. “We need to get you out of here as soon as possible.” He murmured, brows creasing in worry. He looked up when Cyra started to walk aimlessly, a bit confused at first but it wasn’t any worse or better than what Ellis and he were doing not a few moments ago. The only difference was that she could actually see where she was going, even if it as nowhere at the moment.
“So, as long as Ellis is here, they won’t hurt us?” Antonio reasoned, flinching slightly “Or at least him.” He added, deflating when Cyra told them of the lack of safety. His eyes narrowed slightly, her unnerving giggling not really helping the situation. “How often does ‘getting lucky’ round here work?” He muttered under his breath, sticking close to Ellis, not trusting Cyra enough to break away.
Once again he placed at Ellis, “If he knows the way out, we probably would have gotten out by now, don’t you think?” He ignored the nagging voice in the back of his mind, unless he doesn’t want to leave.

"Theoretically," Cyra said, glancing back at Antonio. "I'd still advise not getting him angry. No offense."
"I'm not going to get angry. And I'm not going to turn a bunch of weird forest monsters on either of you," Ellis grumbled. He was really not enjoying this whole experience.
"Well, I'm not going to tell you what he's thinking. He might be–" Cyra started. Ellis got the feeling they were going to be throwing more accusations at him.
"I'm not doing anything. I'm just as lost as your two are!" Ellis exclaimed, throwing his hands up.
"Whatever you say," Cyra giggled, ducking around a rather large tree. "Ooh, dear, that doesn't look good."
"What do you mean?" Ellis asked, a pit of dread growing in his stomach. He carefully stepped around the tree, eyes instantly finding what had made Cyra so worried. Standing there, arms crossed, was a young woman with dark skin and electric blue eyes. The second Ellis appeared, her eyes narrowed and she started towards them.

Antonio cocked his head in confusion, "might be…?" He trailed off, awkwardly looking away as the two bantered. Oddly enough, he felt fine with Ellis. Maybe it was only because Ellis was the only one Antonio knew but still, even after learning he was a primordial spirit, Antonio wouldn't dare even imagine going through the Dark woods alone. He followed after the two, brushing aside emerald green leaves and ducking under low hanhmging branches as they ventured deeper into the trees. He paused, taken aback by another woman. "Not a friend of yours I'm assuming?" He whispered, glancing over at Cyra in slight panic as the girl strode towards them.

"Wait… I know you." Ellis frowned in concentration. "You're that person who appeared at his house, aren't you?"
"Obviously. I told you to listen and what do you do? Ignore me." She shook her head. "I swear, are you pretending to be utterly incompetent just to annoy me?"
"I, uh, no." Ellis shook his head, glancing at Cyra. "Who is that?"
"I can hear you. I'm a Primordial Spirit too. The newest one, at least until you showed up." The strange woman shook her head. "Which is why they sent me to babysit you."
"That's fine, you don't have to. If you could just point us out of here, that would be great." Ellis gave her a nervous smile.
"Useless," The woman rolled her eyes.
"Can you at least tell me who you are?" Ellis glanced from Antonio to Cyra, hoping that this so-called Primordial Spirit wouldn't hurt either than them.
"The name's Ciel. Now if you don't mind coming with me? Just you. Your two companions can stay there."

Antonio instinctively took a step back as the woman came closer. He wasn’t sure why but she unsettled him. He supposed I had more to do with the setting than anything else but knowing that this place was filled with primordial spirits, he couldn’t help but suspect everything to be a danger. “Ellis what are they talking about? He asked softly, millions of questions running through his head. Where had these two met before? Who was this ‘he’ they referred to? Was it normal for primordial spirits to all be in the dark forest all at once and no so suddenly? Antonio chewed his lip in nervousness as he casually dropped a hand close to his water flask, daring a peek towards Cyra just in case a fight was about to break out between this Ciel and them. “And we’re supposed to do what exactly? We can’t survive out here for long alone. We either come with you or die here. We have no food and certainly not enough water to keep up alive for much longer. And what are you going to do to him?“ Antonio narrowed his eyes as he gazed at Ciel. There wasn’t anything inherantly negative about her. He couldn’t sense bad intentions but he didn’t like leaving with Antonio alone with her.

"I'm not leaving without them," Ellis said, shaking his head. He'd just met Cyra, granted, but there was no way he was leaving Antonio alone. And Cyra might as well come along too if Antonio was coming. Their light could be really handy.
"They're not–" Ciel groaned loudly, rubbing her forehead tiredly. "They're not Primordial Spirits, so they can't come!"
"Are we going somewhere where people who aren't Primordial Spirits can't go?" Ellis asked, glancing over at Antonio. Would he be able to figure out how to do that strange teleport thing quickly enough to get his companions out of there? He sure hoped so, because there was no way he was leaving with this stranger Ciel person and leaving Antonio–and Cyra, he guessed–alone in these very dangerous woods.
"What?" Ciel stared at him for a second, then turned her back to him. He could hear her muttering to herself angrily. Something about the higher-ups, maybe.

Ellis quickly moved between Antonio and Cyra, grabbing both of their hands. Cyra stared at him in confusion, opening their mouth–maybe to ask what he was doing. He shook his head quickly and closed his eyes. All he needed to do was get them out of there. Get them somewhere safe, away from Ciel and this terrible forest. Something in Ellis' chest blazed with heat, and a second later, he was falling. Cyra yelped what sounded like a curse, which hopefully meant he'd taken both of them with him. That would be very awkward if he left them both in the forest with Ciel.

Ellis' feet impacted with what felt like dirt, which made him nervous. Had he just taken them to another part of the forest? The bright sunlight that greeted him the moment he opened his eyes told him otherwise, though.