Posts by WelcomeHOme

"Sure." She said, then smiled slightly. "Because going home with complete strangers is very safe." She laughed sand a faint glow seemed to come up around her.

"Okay, can you guys set up some quick traps around the flag?" Ainia asked.

My muse is dying

"Come on." She said, dusting some snow of off her cheeks. The little white specks where all over her now, caught in her eyelashes and hair and giving her a Winter Queen look. "Before we turn into snowmen."

Ainia noticed him glancing around as they walked. "Everything... okay?" She asked uneasily. Something was up, she could tell.

"Very reassuring." She muttered. "Okay, do you know what it is?" She asked nervously, gripping her scrape of wood. It was better then nothing.

"Alright, lets go find it." She said, putting her hair back in a rubber band and flipping around her piece of wood in her hands. "Then hide from it." She added, starting to walk slowly.

((Manticore, a monster with the head of a man, the body of a lion, and a tail that can shoot spikes?? Or cyclopes??))
Ainia crept forward, side by side with him. "It might be time to pull out that pencil again." She whispered to him but it was more like an order then a suggestion. "So, um, you've done this before right because, I usually just run through crowds of people until I lose them. Apparently, wood isn't all that powerful…" She said

((Manticore- a monster with the head of a man, the body of a lion, and a tail that can shoot spikes))

"Alright Captain America." She said, letting him lead the way.

((Oops, sorry, okay, manticore it is))

Ainia rolled her eyes and let out a huff. "Whatever." She responded. "If were close we could…" She trailed off because there was something watching them. A man in a trench coat, all you could see was his face. "Lost are we children?" He asked in a sickly sweet voice. "No." The girl straightened and stepped forward. "Were fine, thank you, and now we'll just be going." She told him. "I hardly think that would be necessary." The man stepped forward and his coat fell off, revealing a tan lions body and a spiked tail that really didn't look friendly. He circled them, snickering. "Ah, a son of Poseidon, huh? And who else is this Daughter of… hm, a very minor god, yes? Aether, perhaps?" He guessed. "Um, Andrew, your dad's named after a greek god?" She asked uneasily. She was reader and she had read about this monster before, the manticore, she recalled. And she'd also read a bit about the three main gods Zues, Hades, and, Poseidon.

((My muse came back to me! ;D))

She glanced around boxes, trash, trash cans. Lids! She made a move towards the metal trash can lids. "Here." She handed one to him.

((And the muse is dead again.))

"The lid was a shield, not a frisbee! They shoot spikes, it was protection!" She said, throwing her hands up, and and grabbing another. "Get ready with your sword." She told him then ran. Right at the monster. Like a lunatic. With trash can lids as protection. The manticore sent of a volley of posionous spikes which stuck into the lids. She kept charging and grabbing new shields. Come on, this is your que she thought, hoping he would understand what she was doing, distracting.

The monster screamed and turned to but her out of the way when- Poof! The manticore blew up in sand and gold sparkles, fun! Ainia stumbled back and fell. She bit her lip and hugged her leg, trying not to cry. "Andrew." She said in a weak voice, suddenly feeling dizzy from the pain and seeing double. Jutting out right above her knee was a poisonous spike from the manticore.

"Hm, yes, superman icecream, horses, donkeys, mom, ugh, asperigus." She kept muttering random thuings that didnt really go together. "Andrew?" She mumbled some other stuff. "I have a giant thorn in my leg. Fun." She managed, letting her head fall back a bit. Normally she would have been trying to walk it off but, her mind was too mushy and she kept thinking about her first trip to the zoo, when her class spent the night and for some reason, she kept getting the warmest spot everytime. While the other girls in her cabin froze, Ainia was perfectly comfortable. She mumbled some other things with a small smile which probably deleted any doubts that she was someone to hang around often.

The moment he touched the thorn she yelped and rolled away. She curled up on the floor, bitting her lip from the pain. She wanted to get up and start walking, I'm fine! She wanted to yell but she didn't even know if she had the strength to do even that. She pale and her hands were shaking. Her vision was blurry and it felt like her leg was on fire. She couldn't focus on a single one thing, her mind kept shifting around. She had heard that the last 7 seconds before someone died, their entire life flashed before their eyes. Gods no Ainia thought in a panic.

OOC: Its Ainia and I love that video It also creeps me out.

IC: "hmm, yes mr.stuffins, but all the orange juice is going to make you chubby." She muttered mindlessly, thinking about herself as a little girl. She hated tea so she acted like she was having juice parties instead but, the parties always seemed to end with an imaginary crime scene investigation… yeas, she was a very interesting kid.

"Hm? Sugar cubes? For juice? Oh well." She popped the stuff in her mouth and her lazy eyes popped open, she looked down at her leg and her eye somehow were able to widen even more. "Um… I was… then… what happened?" She asked nervously then, tried to stand, she winced and took in a sharp breath, settling back down. "Why…" She was so confused she didn't even know what to ask.

"Good news means bad news." She said plainly. "Whats the bad news? Am I going to become a amputee? Are monster going to live in my brain?" She started asking multiple things like iic her favorite color would change or if she'd have short term memory loss like Dory.

Ooc: should we not do capture the flag? We only have like 8 people :(

"Um, I didnt like, say anything while I was kinda... delusional, right?" She asked with a tinge of worry.

OOC: Harley, you are just way too much xD Free time *wiggling eyebrows* I'd suggest a moonlit beach walk
IC: Ainia was alone at the volley ball court, praticing her sets and serves.