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Just Us Roleplay
Forum-Index → Roleplay → Just Us RoleplayAs Mora leapt to distract the guards, Twelve's eyes widened and he held his breath. Sure, he had been expecting to escape, but not at that exact moment. As the others made a run for it, he glanced back to his tent - there were several things in there that he didn't fancy losing.. But he couldn't risk it. He, too, made a dash for the hole, and successfully followed the others to the shack, keeping pace easily. As he slid down to sit at the base of its rotting front wall, he let out a laugh. They had escaped - it had all happened so quickly.. He cast his eyes to the direction they had come from, realising that he hadn't seen Five yet.
Brushing himself off, he stood, jogging over to a nearby tree and resting a heavy hand on it as his eyes scanned through the forest, searching for any sign of movement. He couldn't say that he wouldn't care if she had been caught; she had risked her own freedom to give the group theirs.
A pair of emerald eyes flicked up to their owner's tent flap as a soft flicking noise sounded from near where Twenty-Seven's throat should have been. She stood, slamming the book that she had previously been reading shut. She stomped over to her doorway, each footstep sending small tremors through the surrounding ground.
The crowd knew of her approach before she was anywhere near.
Tani had always been a sort of misfit, even among people as special as these. And so, when she eventually reached the commotion, the crowd swiftly parted, murmers and mumbles spreading throughout the ranks. She lingered near the front, watching as some sort of purple dog fled the scene. The flicking noises grew louder, as if some sort of fire were lightign inside her. Taniwha wimpky stood there, staring at the hole. Escaping had never once crossed her mind; nor did it now. She was faithful to the Masked Man.
[sorry for any mistakes this was written in a rush]
Letting out a full on scream, Twelve turned whilst uselessly swatting the air in front of him. He rather regretted it once he saw the cold eyes of Five, though; he had been expecting a guard, or perhaps some sort of troll. His hand landed on her arm with a soft thump; possibly the weakest slap Mora had ever received. Jake only used his admirable physique when he saw it absolutely necessary. Immediately he recoiled, yelping, before righting his posture and attempting to regain a more relaxed position.
"Uh, hey," he said, trying to recover at least some of his dignity. Evidently, Jonathan was an extremely jumpy person. "I didn't see you leaving," he commented, quite confused. Five couldn't teleport, could she? No; he was sure she'd had an ability, but.. Flight, perhaps. That would explain the strange contraption on her ankle, which he suspected had been somehow disabled. But then again, the manacle could have been used for many abilities. He'd need to ask her later.