"Ehh……….Hurry up Kaldor. And don't drag the girl. You hurt her enough knocking her out. You'll lead her group right to us with a trail of blood." One man grumbled, trying to cover the unconscious princess' bleeding shoulder. And no, it was not the same shoulder she injured earlier. Just her luck to have two injured shoulders.
"Shut up Marfor. This was your idea."
“Shist. Where is she?!”
Isaliana, being the big puppy/idiot that she was, had tried to stop the men, but was now unconscious by the ship.
“Holy-what is that?”
(#Waitsforshinsleepytoexplain)
(hi sorry lol) Jay ran over to Isaliana at the sight of the unconscious creature. "Isaliana? Isaliana are you okay?!"
(…………..and I'm just heading off to bed now…………………)
Isaliana's form moved slowly up and down, the only sign showing that she was still alive.
~
There was a sharp crack that filled the air as Marfor stumbled over a dry tree trunk. Kaldor cursed loudly and grabbed Marfor by the collar and yanked him along.
(well I'm just the king of bad timing today) Jay ran up to Isaliana's face and started to tap her on the nose. "Hey, you alright?" Cyprus fizzled into existence next to him, frowning.
"Nothing about this situation is alright. One of you has gone missing, and your large dog-snake is lying unconscious."
“No shist Sherlock.”
Cyprus turned to her. "Thank you for your much needed input princess," he said sarcastically
(Wow he just called her princess.)
Lucille rolled her eyes, and she noticed a trail of blood on the floor.
(snarky sarcastic british ghost strikes again) Cyprus' eyes flickered to the trail of blood. "Oh dear. That doesn't look like anyone had a pleasant experience." Jay walked over to the trail.
"Oh no…"
“No shist Sherlock, Cyprus. Wow I can freaking smell the blood.” Lucille said, disgusted.
(sorry gtg)
(Bye! :<)
(Hurlo??)
(hello, sorry for vanishing)
(lol)
(Hurlo again???????????)
(nyello)
(Hi. I think it's your turn?)
(oh right whoops) Cyprus leaned down, trailing a ghostly hand through the blood. "Kidnapping. No doubt about it. You children are lucky I was an excellently trained tracker."
“Yay is I suppose.”
Again, Phoenix remained behind the others. As soon as they had heard the shouts, she had got into a trance-like state again. Somewhere in her mind, she knew she should be moving, but she couldn't.
Suddenly, the trance ended and her eyes flashed brighter. She lept up and ran outside to the others. When she saw the blood on the ground and Isaliana's unconscious form, her own blood began to boil.
Curse her parents. Curse the stars. Curse this wretched, wretched planet.
She shouldn't have left Addi alone. Phoenix had known something was wrong, but she hadn't done anything.
She sank to the ground in front of the shimmering red blood, then looked up at the others.
"This is all my fault," she whispered, "Where could they be taking her?"
"Hey, hey, don't worry," Jay said, walking over to Addison and kneeling down next to her. "We'll find her. Cyprus is a good tracker, we'll get her back."
"Bet your tongue I'm a good tracker," Cyprus piped up