"What the-" Beaux knew that if she was caught something bad would happen. It was better to have more people than just her. Now she was regretting coming by herself. Her mind had been wandering till she saw one of them stumbled. Were they poisoned? Knowing Harrow he would probably do something like that. "I have to get out of here."
Harrow suddenly whipped around, having heard someone talking outside the cell room. He marched over to the window and cast an angry glare around, spotting a shadow along the fence. "HEY!" he boomed. "PRIVATE PROPERTY!"
"Damn!" Beaux was grateful she hot out of the building when she did. Slipping through an opening in the gate, she hoped Harrow didn't recognize her. "Tam, Willa" She screamed at the top of her lunges. They needed to get there quick and help them. Beaux didn't know what it was, but she had a really bad feeling.
Tam stopped in his tracks when he heard Beaux scream for him. Spurred on by undiluted terror for his friends he sprinted towards her voice. No, oh no, no no no, she's hurt! "BEAUX? WHERE ARE YOU?" he screamed for her.
Beaux ran as fast as she could, maybe a little too fast because to tripped over her own feet. Her face hit the ground first, "Ow." Standing to her feet, she realized her knees were not scraped up. "Tam, I'm over here."
Tam skidded to a stop when he spotted Beaux. Through hitching breaths he managed to ask, "Are you okay? What happened?"
"I found it. I found where Hatrow is keeping Aza, and he has two others as well" Looking back at it her knees felt weak and she fell to the ground once more. 'He poisoned then or something. Where's Willa?"
"She's, uh, with Naomi. Wait, where is this place?" he asked intensely.
Turning Beaux gestured too the abandoned building behind her. "They're in there. I just barely made it out." (Sorry it's so short. In writing with one hand right now and ifa difficult.)
Tam nodded. "Got it. Is Aza in immediate danger?"
"Yes. Harrow took her somewhere in the building out of my sight." After a few minutes Beaux stood and look ar the building with determination. "I'll go back, while you get Wila. I have a better at hiding than you two, since I'm smaller." She wasn't really going to take no for an answer. Plus she can ask the other two dome questions.
Naomi pursed her lips, slowly sinking into herself. These brats were smarter than she'd first thought– she had no choice but to beat them at their own game.
"Only you know, huh? Guess that knowledge would be lost with your murder then," she said mildly.
Wila grinned, intrigued that Naomi would try her ha d at madness "I'd that so? The true question is, who here is going to be dead, and who here has died a million times and still decides to live one piece at a time."
Aza lunged for Finn and shook his shoulders. "Finn! FINN WAKE UP PLEASE!" She frantically tucked a bit of hair behind her ear and placed two fingers to his neck. A faint pulse fluttered at her fingers, so she picked up a piece of bread and sniffed it. Her eyes hardened.
Westan sat nervously in the corner after eating a few bits of bread. He was dizzy, mind reeling. Finn collapsed in front of him and he didn't even register it.
Aza threw the food at the bars of the cell angrily. "Harrow won't have any arms when I'm done with him." She stalked around the cage, fuming.
(I don't really know what to do now that Finn is unconscious so here's a ~dream sequence~)
(Also warning: this could get gruesome and disturbing so read at your own risk. It probably won't be too important to the rp so feel free to skip it if you need to.)
Finn was cold, but not in the normal way. The warmth was being sucked out of his body and it filled the space around him. Something about it was nostalgic. It was relaxing.
He felt a small prick on his leg. He could feel something moving through his veins, twisting and turning throughout his body. The liquid mixed with his blood, sending a ripple of drowsiness through Finn. He assumed that his eyes were already closed, because the world around him was black, but his eyelids still felt heavy.
Then, suddenly, his skin was on fire. Finn felt like his legs were burning away, and at any moment they could turn into ash. The feeling spread to his arms and chest. Whatever liquid had mixed with his blood was now heating up his veins.
Finn tried to do anything. He tried to open his mouth and eyes, but nothing was there. His veins were popping and his skin was burning from the inside out. He could feel smoke filling his lungs and the air around him as the fire slowly made it's way to his neck. The invisible flame burned his throat, making it feel raw. Finn screamed but no sound came out. He was sobbing, but no tears fell from his eyes. Eventually all that was left was his heart, beating slowly by itself. Finn was nothing, but he felt everything.
(Alright that's enough of that I'm done)
Wila grinned, intrigued that Naomi would try her ha d at madness "I'd that so? The true question is, who here is going to be dead, and who here has died a million times and still decides to live one piece at a time."
Naomi nodded slowly. "That's a good point, but you're forgetting one thing. Both of us broken creatures."
"Yes. Harrow took her somewhere in the building out of my sight." After a few minutes Beaux stood and look ar the building with determination. "I'll go back, while you get Wila. I have a better at hiding than you two, since I'm smaller." She wasn't really going to take no for an answer. Plus she can ask the other two dome questions.
"Alright, fine," Tam admitted to Beaux. "Go now, but stay out of his way," he made sure she looked him in the eye. "Please."
Aza lunged for Finn and shook his shoulders. "Finn! FINN WAKE UP PLEASE!" She frantically tucked a bit of hair behind her ear and placed two fingers to his neck. A faint pulse fluttered at her fingers, so she picked up a piece of bread and sniffed it. Her eyes hardened.
Harrow walked back in, tutting. "You're too smart for me, it seems." He approached Aza's cell, ignoring the two unconscious boys. "I'll give you a choice then," he said darkly, the edge of a knife glinting in his pocket. "Come quietly or they get it." He gave an indicative nod to the boys.
She shook his head "no, no, no. Not broken. Shattered turned to ash. Plasmatically pulled apart until nothing and everything is left." How she missed talking nonsense, how she missed the odd tone that came with insanity.
Beaux nodded and took off running before Tam changed his mind. She figured Harrow would be on guard of the window she came in from last time, so this time she has to find a new way in. Voices came from inside and she made sure to keep an ear out to see if she can hear what they are saying. In the back was a bunch of piled up junk. A small window was a few feet high. So carefully she started to stack things to get up. At the bottom she started with boxes, so it would be sturdy, then it moved on to different random crap. Ar first it was easy but the higher she got the harder it was. At some point she almost fall all the way down. Making it to the window she realized that it was smaller than it looked. "Great." She put her arms in first then wiggled the tedr of the way in. On the inside was a top floor and metal stairs leading down to the bottom floor. Beaux rolled her eyes at the thought of having to tun around this place searching for them again, and trying to hide from Harrow. She knew it was going to be difficult, but there was no room for screw ups. As quietly as possible she ran down the stairs and opened a door on the right. It was a hall that was extremely narrow for some reason. But it was a lead, so she followed it.
Aza lunged for Finn and shook his shoulders. "Finn! FINN WAKE UP PLEASE!" She frantically tucked a bit of hair behind her ear and placed two fingers to his neck. A faint pulse fluttered at her fingers, so she picked up a piece of bread and sniffed it. Her eyes hardened.
Harrow walked back in, tutting. "You're too smart for me, it seems." He approached Aza's cell, ignoring the two unconscious boys. "I'll give you a choice then," he said darkly, the edge of a knife glinting in his pocket. "Come quietly or they get it." He gave an indicative nod to the boys.
Aza held out her wrists and bowed her head, dark locks falling into her face. "I'm too smart for everybody," she whispered softly.
Beaux, after searching for forever, finally made it to where they were. Although she was closer this time, so she had to make sure she was out of sight.
Aza tried to catch Beaux's eye and shook her head minutely. Don't come after me, she pleaded silently. It'll only make things worse.
Beaux shrugged. There was no way she could leave this alone. Even though it was dangerous, it was the most interesting thing to happen in months. Of course she was going to be stupid and just run out there. She had to think of a plan.
Aza shook her head more. She widened her eyes, trying to convey urgency. Harrow can't know she's here.
Beaux looked around to see if there was something she could possibly use for a weapon, just in case. Slowly and quietly, she moved to a different spot, picking up a piece of glass on her way. She needed to get closer to hear what they were saying.
Aza looked up at the sky, giving up. If Beaux wanted to get arrested by Harrow, she can do it herself.
She shook his head "no, no, no. Not broken. Shattered turned to ash. Plasmatically pulled apart until nothing and everything is left." How she missed talking nonsense, how she missed the odd tone that came with insanity.
Naomi stared unblinkingly at Wila, mistified. "If you believe I'm crazy, how can you think I'm not equally as _shattered, like you say, as you are?"