Sar/Gifted's gifted 2.0

[Gifted]

"Of course. I can escort you to the city limits."Arrianna said, smiling. "we just need to get through a clearing up ahead, then past the lake. On the other side of the lake is where the city begins." She would be uncomfortable being so close to water, but she wanted to help.

[Sar]

So you're Rachael

The voice seemed to echo through the woods but if anyone else was around to hear, there would just be silence. This was just for her.

I didn't think I'd find you so soon but, you've seemed to make yourself and easy target

The voice talked down to the girl, like it was above that, above her but that was him and his presence put off the same emotion.

So while why others are finding friends... Why are you

The voices body appeared behind the girl and he whispered into her ear

"Alone?"

He stood there tall at 5'11. Scruffy brown hair being moved a little in the wind, brown eyes seeming to hold a dark secret that was only complimented with a dark smirk. Red flannel shirt, jeans, and classic Vanz. He seemed out of place in the woods and yet, he seemed to comfortable, too confident.

[Sar]

I shook my head and then looked at Rave. "City seem like a good idea?"
We're gonna go no matter what yourfriendsays

[Gifted]

I jumped "Because that asshole Cheshire abandoned me." I snapped, trying not to show how scared I was. He towered over me. He was as tall as Bryce... Not quite as tall as Marcus, who must be well over six feet, but as tall as Bryce. I don't even think I have characters that tall!"It's not my choice who I run into in a place I don't know." I normally was not so paranoid, nor so reliant on first impressions as this... in fact, I was normally the opposite. I assumed everyone was okay until I actually talked to them. But Cheshires inhuman power had shaken me to my core. This place wasn't possible. I was on Gilese. I could not think of a single thng on Gilese I could trust. Oh sure, Sparrow and Rave were from here, and they were dragons, but so were Wyverns and the fire type that attacked... I wasn't going to risk going up to a dragon and HOPING it was one of them... ok maybe I would to a Lunar type. I knew what those looked like. But none else.
"So who are you?"

[Sar]

He smirked, though in his defense, it was the only way he knew to smile"I must quote: 'Who is but the form following the function of what'" He spoke "matter-of-factly" "and I feel like you already know what I am. You're seeming to get rather confident here," the man added "I'd like to compliment you more but I wouldn't say confidence is a good quality for your kind here," He looked at her. Yes, this was definitely Rachael. All of these useless memories that were blended with his, all of the girls memories, at least they came in use here. What were the chances of a creators friend showing up in this forest? She would love to hear that..

[Gifted]

"My kind?" I narrowed my eyes. Like he wasn't human. He looked human... I could only come to one conclusion: He was a PAWN.
Well, that meant THEM was close. Perhaps if I could convince Alfred to help me he would open a portal and get me home.
Still... I didn't trust PAWNS. My Gifted character had too many bad expiriences with them, I guess.

[Sar]

"This Cheshire" he said "I am guessing you have seen him before, at least... you know of him." He walked around her and towards a tree leaning against it. "And these surroundings, it cannot be a first you have been here," He looked her dead in the eye. 'No, this place is familiar to her, maybe not her creation,' he thought 'But she knows it, she at least has an understanding of it,"

[Gifted]

"No, I've never seen Cheshire before in my life. Sparrow must not have told me about him. I am going to have a few words with her when I get back, I'll tell you that much. Why these forests have to be so damn dangerous.... Say," It just occured to me I could be in the completely wrong forest. "This is Vion forest, right?" I asked, feeling extremely pleased with myself I remembered the name. "This isn't like, the Black Forest or something stupid like that? Because that would just be bloody wonderful..."

[Sar]

"As far as I know this is just another forest," the man said "I, like you, am a stranger to this place," He let out a breath and closed his eyes "I belong in a setting a far ways away, why I am here..." He opened his eyes back open "So we have that in common. So why are you hear, my dear Rachael?"

[FoxTrott]

After a while, I realized that I was cold. This wasn't abnormal; I was almost always cold. This cold, however, was stranger than usual. It felt damper than normal as well. Something scratchy was rubbing against my face, muffling my breathing. I opened my eyes to grass. After determining that this was probably ruining my glasses, I rolled over.

I was in the middle of a forest.

"Oh thank you! You're alive!"

And I was definitely hallucinating. A girl, about 5'9", was standing over me. She had black hair that was cut with a fringe almost over one eye, the very tips a hot pink. Her eyes seemed to stare straight into mine, and when coupled with that manic smile, it gave me the chills.

".... er." I wriggled back from her and propped myself up on my elbows. "I don't remember the side effects including hallucinations..."

"That's what I said when I first saw you!" The over excited older teen knelt down to my level. "But--here you are! And here I am! I never thought I'd reach the day when I could encounter The Great Fox!"

It was about then I noticed the sheath at her hip. The handle, the only visible part of the sword, was wrapped in hot pink cloth.

"13....?" I muttered, glancing sideways.

"YES! IT IS YOU!" She wrapped her strong arms around me in a ferocious hug. I blinked. Well, this was awkward.

[Raven]

Stephano did not understand at all. All he knew was that the butterfly had been tasty, but had not at all filled his belly. He uttered a long cry at the insects, meaning something along the line of "hungry!"

I nodded. "Yes, if she thinks its better there we may as well," I said in answer to Sar.

Nearby a slight girl with long blond hair and pale grey-blue eyes watched, her head tilted to the side, one hand on her mint green and silver sword hilt. "Bee? Who is that?" she asked, her voice sounding as soft and innocent as a kitten's first mew. Her hair hung in her face where it was too short to be pulled back into her very long pig tails. Her long lilac skirt brushed the grass and her white blouse stood out in the moonlight.

[FoxTrott]

13 jumped to her feet, holding myself in her arms. I was more or less buried in her cleavage.

"This is one of the gods," she explained, relaxing her hold to more of a gentle one, "Fox. She's my deity and deserves to be treated with kindness, respect, and reverence."

"Mmf," I replied.

[Raven]

The girl's almost glowing eyes widened and she nodded reverently, then she giggled. "I think you're smothering her."

[FoxTrott]

13 let go of me. I stumbled back and took an over-exaggerated breath of fresh air. I was so glad that my girl didn't have bazoongas that were that big.

"Did I hurt you, God...?" she asked, a rare tenderness to her voice. I shook my head.

"Do, uh... either of you know where I am?" I asked, looking from the pink-clothed psychopath to the somewhat innocent young girl.

[Raven]

Kitty nodded eagerly. She was happy to please the person her sister called God. "It has been called Gilese," she said in answer.