forum Dystopian Fantasy RP aw yeah (Private)

Started May 02, 2018 by @Young-Dusty-the-Monarch-of-Dusteria group

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Tanrial followed suit, as light as a feather and not making any noise. She arrived at the top with ease and lent over the edge slightly to get a better look at the Evyns below them. They luckily still had not seen them.

Bernon spoke in a whisper. "Okay, clearly we need to get out of town. What's our route gonna be?"

“If we make it to the other side of town think I can remember a route back to the cabin,” she whispered back, “we need to get past these guys though. I think we can make it the the other roof if we’re fast enough.”
(Okie dokie)

(I'm here for a teensy bit and then I have to go to bed unfortunately T.T we've been doing lights out much earlier lately)
"Roger that. If you go first, I can toss my bag over and then follow. I don't want to try jumping while wearing it, it's too clumsy."

(Ah, opposite to me then.. hehe)
Tanrial nodded in agreement and crawled over the roof, trying not to slip on the metal. The jump was bigger then she had originally thought but she and Bernon would make it. Making sure the others weren’t looking she stood, took a few steps back and landed with a small bang on the other roof.

(yep lol)
Bernon soon joined her, almost losing his balance but not quite falling. "Now would be a great time for me to have some wings and cool powers that I actually knew how to use."
(aaand now I'm off, see you tomorrow!)

“You’ll be able to use them soon.” the two set off across the other rooftop
(Byeeeeee)

Bernon allowed himself a grin as he prepared to leap to the next roof. "Yeah. I'm trying really hard to not get childishly excited about that right now." He paused to duck out of sight as the Evyns passed by below them. "That would be kinda stupid in our current situation."

“Well, you’re not wrong. As soon as we’re out of town you can be as excited as you like.” She grinned back at him preparing for the next jump.
(I only have about half an hour then I won’t be back until later, sorry)

(oops I probably missed you then ^^; Oh well, I have to go soon as well and then I may not be back on until tomorrow)
"Sweet." Bernon easily vaulted across, landing lightly despite his size. "Let's hurry!"

The woods drew ever closer, and the pair were soon jumping over each roof with ease, “You’re a fast learner.” Tanrial panted as she stopped and waiting for Bernon to jump.

"Thanks," he replied, smiling as he landed beside her. "I have to be. In my life, I don't get second chances. Which makes me sound a lot cooler than I really am."

She shrugged, “I think you’re pretty cool.” She smiled as she swung gracefully down the ladder situated on the side of the building.

Bernon clambered down after her. "Aw, thanks! I think you're cool too."

Tanrial rolled her eyes, “Thanks. Come on, we’re nearly out.” She led the way through another side street, making sure to check that they weren’t being followed. Soon the trees came back into view.

Bernon put his backpack on again as they walked, making sure nothing had fallen out. "Do you think those guys were looking for us specifically?"

“It’s possible,” Tanrial thought, “Thranion wasn’t happy that I interupeted his hunt.” She flipped out a dagger, just in case as they walked across the open plain.

"His hunt, huh?" Bernon sighed. "Why are they so strict about trespassers? I've met hostile groups before, but usually they just drove me out. They didn't often try to shoot me on sight."

“I’m not sure,” Tanrial said with a frown, “Maybe it’s becuase before they didn't want people to find out about them, now it could be a territorial thing. Or they just don’t like visitors.”

(that's okay, same)
He looked at her for a minute. "You really haven't kept in touch with them at all since you left, have you? Were they….that bad?"

She stayed silent for a minute, “To me, yes. I’m the fifth child so it was harder for me to be… accepted. It was always a constant battle between us before I left.”

"That's too bad. I never had any siblings." Bernon frowned. "It seems a shame you can't be friends, but maybe Evyn families are different than human ones."

“You’re not wrong there.” She mumbled as they continued to walk, fiddling with the dagger in her hands.