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(You are 2 hours and 56 minutes ahead of me, Nash its 6ish your time right?)
(You are 2 hours and 56 minutes ahead of me, Nash its 6ish your time right?)
(It's about 9:00 now actually)
Nathaniel allowed himself to be flown away. It wasn't really as though he were really in a fit state to stop her anyhow. He felt exhausted and sore; the past few days had been stressful and filled with pain.
Joan flew into a empty room on the top floor. Nash had fallen asleep on the way. Joan tucked him into one of the beds and locked everything down. She was not going to let that happen again. After a few hours she passed out on the floor.
Nathaniel managed to sleep through the night well enough. He opened his eyes to an unfamiliar room and immediately began to panic. It felt like he had been kidnapped again, though the room was less unnerving.
Joan woke late into the day. She remembered everything, and she was ready for vengeance. Marching to the window she flew to the nearest phone shop. In an hour everything was set and she was ready to go. "My father will handle this," She mumbled to herself.
(Hey, just an FYI, I didn't leave this rp. I just don't know what to put down right now.)
(Show up at the hotel, confort Nash, run into Joan, find Patch, burn something, find something, so so much u can do)
(Ok, fine.)
Will ran to the kitchen of his house and turned on the oven. He grabs the gasoline from the counter and doused the room with it. (Bada bing bada boom, four minutes later…) Will stares at the fire that had started in his house and turned to walk away. He smiled when he heard the neighbors scream.
(nice) Joan flew swiftly to the hotel, Where's Nash? she chanted as she searched. She was ready for war to whoever took him this time, and she would not hold back.
(Thanks!)
(Do something? Explain why you set your house on fire)
Nathaniel sat up silently in the bed, trying to calm down. He was alone, in an unfamiliar room. He was not completely sure how he got here, but he wasn't gagged. The door was locked, and the window was open. He was afraid, but confused.
Joan flew back in through the window, after sweeping the grounds. She ran up to him and gave him a bone crushing hug. "You're staying we me for awhile, okay?" Joan wanted Nash's consent before she let him go again, he was staying with her. Where it was safe.
Nathaniel nodded shakily, hugging her back. "I-I thought I'd been kidnapped again! I didn't know where I was… a-and I was alone… B-but I wasn't gagged this time, so I was confused…"
(I gtg shower, I'll try to be quick ^^)
(ok) "Shh, your fine. I just went to get a phone, don't worry," Joan kept mumbling nothings as she hugged him. She needed to find Will, needed to help find Patch, needed to get home. But this was more important, she needed to keep Nash safe. That's first and foremost. "You okay?" Joan asked once his breathing evened out again.
He nodded again and pulled away, looking up at Joan for further instruction. He didn't know where he was, or what he was doing, or why, but she probably did.
"We're gonna go back to my place, you'll be staying there," Joan said; reading the question in his eyes. I need to find Will, soon.
"Y-yes ma'am." Nathaniel pulled himself to his feet, wincing a bit. He felt sore now as a result of the bruising.
Joan notice and pulled him close again. "Hold on," She whispered before she flew out the window; toward her home.
Nathaniel clung to Joan, not too keen on falling out of the sky again any time soon. He watched the landscape go by for a bit before just closing his eyes. Seeing how fast they were moving made him nervous.
Joan flung herself into a cocoon at the first arrow, dived at the second and landed at the third. She dragged Nash into the woods as their attackers continued to fire, "Run!" Joan screamed unnecessarily.
Nathaniel's eyes widened in fear, and his memory went back to the previous day where he had nearly died in a battle like this. His heart pounded as he held onto Joan's arm, running as fast as he could to keep up, fueled by adrenaline alone.
Joan dove farther into the woods, finding a cave. Quickly shoving Nash into a tunnel, Joan pulled out her phone. She dialed her dad's number and spoke in latin, "Carpe cullom, luctor et emergo, hinc itur ad astra. Ex, ex, animo. ego te labore. Dwale, liber. Ex, ex. Intra!" Once her father knew what was going on, they were sucked through a portal into her room, with Nash. (BTW that's real latin. It means seize the neck, I struggle and emerge, from here the way leads to the stars. From, from, soul. I challenge you. Wonder, balance. From, from, within.)
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