Our avatars are in a room together

"..."

Solace took a moment to regain her composure.

<Yes! You didn't mess up any of the wards, did you?>

(she goes with the one she doesn't recognize and OH GOD SHE'S GRABBING YOUR SHIRT ALLEN)

(Wards?)

-Flame looks about the room, trying to get an idea of what a Ward could be-

-Probably the diagrams on the walls and floors?-

(I scanned room with eyes only.)

(Though took paper from door. Should put back?)

-allen continues to panic and tries to shove her away-

Let me go let me go let me go!

<Thank God. But who are you and what are you doing in here?>

Why do you want to hurt Cloud?!

LET ME GO!

-punches xion as hard as he can-

-The Reploid feels like he dodged a bullet there-

...

-Flame scoots himself out of the room to avoid messing anything up-

(Name is Flame Stag. Was rebuilt here. Have no idea why.)

(cringes and responds with a Keyblade to the gut)

<Flame Stag. Sounds appropriate.>

She stepped between the Reploid and the door, turning quickly to check the room, then back again.

<You tripped some of my precautions. Is there anything I can help you with?>

While her actual sentence may seem innocuous enough, her body language, shoulders rolled back and head tilted to the side, suggested a tone of sarcasm along with the words.

-ow pain-

-allen falls over, holding his gut and wincing in pain-

-he does not feel like getting up-

-Flame avoids eye contact like a child who's being scolded-

...

(No... Not really... But could you tell why room is like that?)

(Looks so different from other bedrooms.)

<I have protected my domain from outside influences.>

Tell me why you want to hurt Cloud!

I DON'T! I DON'T EVEN KNOW HIM!

-xion he's trying to get away-

(Ah. Sorry for intruding on your protections.)

(I entered all other rooms too, if that makes you feel better.)

(But this is really your domain? No one really lives in this house, right?)

edited 5th Dec '16 11:46:38 PM by Tatsumar

...You don't know him...?

-Maeva looks at her knees, sullen-

-Hal watches this with the detached exhaustion of a kid who has stayed up too late too many times in a row-

<My room is my domain. Others live in this house as well but I keep my own space fortified.>

-xion he's already rushing for the stairs-

(Oh. Perhaps I should make temporary domain as well. Better than charging battery in public.)

(If I may ask, what are markings on the walls?)

(doesn't seem to care)

(hal...she looks at you betrayed)

<Those are the wards. Its all protective sigils and designs. Keeps nasty things out.>

I'm guessing no...?

-he thinks for a moment-

Hmm...

-he stops knitting for a moment, and attempts sign and body language-

-something along the lines of "I UNDERSTAND. YOU NO SPEAK. MY TONGUE. I GET IT A LOT."-

-allen slips and falls onto the floor, he turns around to look at xion-

W—w—what hell what that for?!