Sar/Gifted's gifted 2.0

[Doom]

I smirked, waving away the notion. "Pish posh, I'm fine." When she answered as Rachael, I couldn't immediately recall who she was. I didn't know of any of the characters to be named Rachael that originated from TSE, but I couldn't think who Rachael could be referring too. After all, it's a bit difficult to remember such things when you've had the stuffing kicked out of you.
"Rachael, eh? Pleasure to meet you. My name's-" I hacked, a frightening flurry of blood spurting from my mouth. "My name is Drew. And these two are Dreamcaster and Fix, friends of mine." I gestured to the pair, although I reasoned that Dreamcaster likely knew that friendship wasn't quite the relationship the two of us shared.
He nodded, speaking directly into Rachael's mind, saying, "Hello there." He grinned, adjusting his glasses.

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Barnaby doubled over, seemingly defeated, shouting curses. Fire was one of his more definite weaknesses, but he wasn't going to give up there. He dug his fingers into the ground, sending an underground wave that would freeze Arianna's feet to the ground. At least, it would if she hadn't outrun it first.

[Gifted]

Arianna ran, and when she no longer heard the footsteps she altered her coursetowards the lake. While he was around, it was too risky to be near water... if she submerged completely, her bindings would leak away into the water and she'd be unbound. That was the last thing she wanted. But the others were supposed to be headed for the lake, so that was where she headed to meet up with them. She wouldn't circle back until there was no chance of her being followed.

"Drew?" I didn't recognise any of the names. "Well, hi Drew. Hi Dreamcaster, Hi Fix." Nobody I knew actually used names like that... It was so cheesy. There were no roleplays where that would not be considered weird except Dreamland and that one I was sure I remembered all the characters. Missie, The White One, the Dark Goddess, K-9, Rachael, Kim, Hailey, Zach, Haven, Natalie, That rabbit who's name I didn't recall, Cyrus, Rolias, Xavier and the Jester, and Adrian. Not "Fix" or "Dreamcaster". And I couldn't think of any characters at all named "Drew."

((I realise they are facility number 12 names, so they're not cheesy in that setting. But I wouldn't immeaditely think of that XD))

[Neon]

Meanwhile, in some random part of a forest, Katie Casey was meditating, hoping this was all just a dream and everything would go back to normal. This was almost as bad as the time Corbyn had screwed up a voodoo doll and zapped them into ponies.

[FoxTrott]

"So, could you lead us to the city?" I glanced in Sparrow's direction and stuck my hands into my sweater pockets. It was hopefully safer in the city... and we'd be able to find a better hiding place for Veren. 13 didn't necessarily like the foresty surrounding, either.

[Sparrow]

"I'm not one hundred percent certain that the city will be there. But if's where I think it is then I know how to get there, yes."
I look to the stream and follow its path with my eyes. It seemed right. But it looked like any other stream. Sooo.
"All we should have to do is follow up river. It should lead to a lake. The city is a little ways from the lake after some forest."
I nod,
"We should be quick though. What's out at night is a bit different from the day. Once the light appears the city will be the only safe place. ... If you can call it safe."
I start to head upstream, scanning from side to side.

[Doom]

*actually, they aren't FN12 names, they're from another RP: theshinigamieyes.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=randomroleplay&action=display&thread=358&page=1*

Fix shuffled out from behind Dreamcaster, bowing to Rachael. "Please, call me Mathew, madam."
Dreamcaster crossed his arms, frowning at Fix. He spoke mentally, saying, "If he's using his real name, then I suppose I'll use mine. Call me Theodore."
I smiled curtly, unsure why Fix would give out his actual name. He always used his code name.
"Well, I suppose I should be on my way. Shelter doesn't find itself, after-" I halted, coughing and hacking more violently than before. "...after all." I sighed, hugging my ribs and turning away. If there was one thing I was good at, it was bringing the conversation to an end in a rather awkward manner.

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Barnaby inched away from where he lay, curling up beside a tree. "What happened.....I should have destroyed her!" He put his head in his knees, still recovering from the deep burns that had been inflicted on him.

[Gifted]

"Are you sure you're okay?" I said worriedly. "Characters don't usually cough up blood until they're literally about to die," I spoke without thinking, unsure what I'd do for him even if he did need help. If only Eloise or Olivia were here.

Arianna ran all the way to the lake, then circled around and went back along the path they'd been running, looking for the others.
Meanwhile, Joan had just found them "I wasn't followed." She told the only concious one. "They ok?"

[Sparrow]

An oddly dressed man is strolling along at random, having heard commotion.
He wears a black and purple suit adorned with a crimson red carnation over his heart, and a pair of white sunglasses that look like two halves of different pairs glued together. On top of that one of the lenses is red and the other is blue. On one hand he has a red ring, in the other he holds a staff topped by a red gem, he also wears an old dark green top hat with the top ripped up. He seems tall and gangly, and strangely pale. After a moment he spots someone under a tree, apparently curled up as if injured. With little caution he walks over, almost silently. Then leans on his staff causally looking down to Barnaby.
“What’s this I ask?” he says in a rhyming tone, then continues,
“One sitting under a tree. What happened to you is asked by me?”

[Doom]

I shrugged, saying, "I'm still standing. I don't die that easily." I continued walking, coughing quietly as I went. Dreamcaster turned to me, scowling.
"You aren't invincible, Drew." He said to me through his thoughts. "And this isn't just a fantasy that you can drop out of. You know full and well that Fix has ruptured something, and you're bleeding internally."
I looked back at him, then back to Rachael. "You said characters...what did you mean by that?" I asked.

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Barnaby jumped up, hissing as he backed against the tree. "None of your concern! Be gone!" Despite his quick reaction, he doubled over, wincing at the pain that pierced his skin. He was normally able to ignore pain, but this was too absolute.

[Gifted]

((holy crow... I specifically made flash Fire to be weak XD I'd hate to see it if she hit Barnaby with Slow Burn or something... of course for that she needs to be unbound...))
"Oh... I didn't mean to say that." I laughed. I felt like an idiot. "Forget I said anything. It's confusing. And you know, Theodore's right, you should get to doctor. I... think i know which way the city is."

[Sparrow]

Ignoring Barnaby's response, the mystery person uses his staff to tip his hat brim.
"Injured I see? Well that is a shame."
He pauses for a moment in thought.
"Oh I forgot, you don't know my name."
Once again he leans on the staff.
"My name is Xavier, what might yours be?"

[Doom]

*his weakness is fire, so Slow Burn would likely kill him*

I sighed, turning back to Rachael. "I'm not usually one to follow a stranger, but-" I wheezed and sputtered, the small puddle of blood I just loosed now concerning. "Fine. I'll follow you." Fix shuffled back next to Dreamcaster, and Dreamcaster's expression softened. He nodded at Rachael, tapping his cane to the ground.

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Barnaby glared at Xavier, clawing at the tree as he inched backwards. "Etiquette isn't exactly my thing. Why don't you just go back to whatever convoluted place you call home and stop bugging me?"

[Sparrow]

Xavier shakes his head, but his expression is anything but serious. After a silent moment he tilts his head,
"Your injuries need mending. Your attitude needs tending." he sighs,
"I can only do the former." he looks to the carnation he wears.
"I wish to help you. But I'll leave if you prefer."

[Gifted]

I was extremely worried about him, so I set off the way Cheshire had told me, shooting glances back every now and then, feeling like I should help him somehow. "So, how long have you been here?" I asked as an attempt to alleviate the tension by making conversation.

[Raven]

A voice interrupted Neon's silence. "I have not seen you before." The man, or perhaps he would be better placed as a boy, it was hard to tell as he seemed to be right in between the two though he could not be younger than 16 nor older than 18. He was fairly tall and his hair was a pretty auburn, but the moonlight turned it black. That was the sole thing on him that appeared black now, for though it was the original color of his cape, the velvety surface shone silver. His shirt was white and his pants brown and though they seemed dirty, his ring marked him as rich. But though all this showed him as a stunningly gorgeous man, lean and fit, his eyes were his most notable feature. In the light, they seemed to glow.