~|The Darkness Rises|~ (Rise of the Guardians RP)

[SmaugTheGolden]

"Honestly? I have no idea what to do, I've run out of ideas," Nera admitted with an exhausted sigh. Only then did it dawn to her that she had done exactly what Pitch had asked her not to with the whole rampage through town destroying everything and hunting down other people, "I'm guessing Pitch isn't going to be too happy about this," she said with an amused snort.

[~NeonTanzy~]

Queenie spun around, quick instincts aiding her to catch the buzzer with ease. Her fingers curling around the bold object, she then realised that this was not dissimilar to the one which Erin had used to contact Kate. Although she didn't particularly want it it was still a fairly nice gesture from the fellow immortal so she held it up and gave a brief smile. "I offer my gratitude, my dear," she called back, bowing her head a little. "I hope to hear from you soon." And with that, she turned back around and continued to depart.

"So... rafting?" se heard Kate ask Hatter excitedly.

***

Spike had never been so high before, the vertigo making her squeak in terror as they ascended. She soon got over it though, as children often do, now beginning to enjoy the trip a lot. The fairies made sure she never fell and she found herself giggling and shrieking with joy as the flew her to their home. When they arrived, Spike's breath was stolen from her body at the sheer scale and majesty of the structures that created this palace, eyes wide with awe. As her feet brushed the impossibly smooth marble floor, she flinched at its chilled, even surface. All her life her poor feet had suffered through harsh terrain so she naturally expected the floor to be like any other, the quality it possessed both shocking and marvelling her. Biting her grubby fingernails she looked around for a while, taking in the surreal experience.

***

Sorrow shrugged. "I dunno, Nera. It's obvious he likes you a lot so I don't think he'll flip out," he said measuredly, not wanting to make his fellow companion feel more nervous than she already was. In truth, he had no idea what Pitch Black would do, if he would punish either of them. He was certain that a maniac like him would want the book for his own to use for the wrong reasons. Not that he knew what the right reasons were. He wasn't even sure if there were right decisions for this sort of matter, though the fact that the previous owner had kept it secret for so long revealed that they would have the best intentions. Would've, he corrected himself, remembering the dragon's unnerving words.

((Ooh, Pitch is free!

How did I not notice that? O__O))

[XxPhantomCryxX]

Baby Tooth

I smile as I saw that Spike enjoyed it. I pulled on a 'rope', but it was simply a string to humans and such. A bell rung, and I waited for Tooth to come, but she was rarely ever here, she was usually out and about.

[SmaugTheGolden]

(Lol)

Nera nodded, "I have an idea, how about we try and find the original owner of the book, then we could easily find out more about the book, then we would know if it is dangerous or not," she suggested, her shadows were probably listening, but would not be able to do anything about her searching for the owner.

[WhovianFairy14]

(((*dies from laughter* I have no idea)))

The Mad Hatter

"Yep! Grab a candy cane and jump on a marshmallow. Try not to capsize. I did that once, I had mild burns and smelled like coco for a week."
Hatter snapped off a candy cane and leaped on a marshmallow floating by.

[~NeonTanzy~]

((Samwiserox9087, I have someone who's recently applied to be Tooth. I did PM them earlier, so would it be alright to wait for her for a while? I'm not sure as to when they'll get back to me.))

Spike started at the musical chime, the sweet magical sound softly brushing past her perked ears. She shivered blissfully, realising that it was probably the most beautiful sound she'd ever heard in all of her mortal and immortal life. She wished she could live there for eternity, to be a part of the exquisite kingdom. She wanted to see all of it by herself, to observe it from above and drink the scenery in. The feral girl glanced at the little being that had brought her there and then suddenly ran over to the nearest pillar and lay her hands upon it, gently sliding them down to get a feel of its flat texture and cold temperature. She stood back a few metres and bit her lip thoughtfully, knitting her furry brows together as she figured whether she could climb it. Although the possibility was almost non-existent she had the stubbornness only a child could obtain and she set her mind onto mountaineering the colossal cylinder. Moving backwards once more, she ran and sprung herself in the air, slamming into the pillar so that it was tight in her crushing embrace. Looking down, she almost grinned at her success of gaining height from her rather impressive jump. Her pride soon dissipated, however, when she felt herself slip a little due to the pure sleekness of the object. Grunting in effort she tried to shift herself upwards in vain, one leg promptly slipping from the pillar. Spike gasped, clinging ever tighter to column like a lifeline, determined not to fall.

***

Sorrow sucked in a breath and though for a little more than a moment to answer his companion. "I... ur, Nera... As I said, um, before, the owner could be dangerous..." And you could get hurt, his thoughts spoke, unable to utter them aloud. He couldn't bare the thought of them encountering a foe to have his friend hurt and him being completely useless. Because he knew he was. Completely and utterly useless. He couldn't think of any time that he'd done anything that resulted in good, only thoroughly amusing Queenie with his "new-born immortal's naivety" as she worded it. Still, there was a chance that the person was harmless as well, that he was worrying over nothing. He didn't want to seem overly anxious Nera, too, and decided that he should start acting more manly, more reckless and brave and... everything he wasn't. Not that he knew his newfound friend very well, he supposed that she liked that confident sort of person. Besides, although he had no memory of his past, it was almost instinctive to him that a girl like Nera who possessed so much power and authority would go for someone capable and strong. I- I can be like like that for her... I can- no, screw it, I could never be like that, he concluded wearily. However, he was shocked with himself as he rapidly said, "yeah, let's go," wanting to walk over to a brick wall and smash his thick head against it.

***

Kate watched carefully as Hatter followed her own instructions, raising her eyebrows nervously. She was alright at sports, being quite apt at netball in particular, but this was completely different to anything she'd done before. Although the space wasn't that great she wasn't sure whether she could make the jump, and she didn't fancy the idea much of getting burned, no matter how minor. She quickly looked behind her to find that Queenie had left. She had to admit she felt a little guilty at her rudeness to her, but in her eyes the elder woman had been even ruder, resulting in the younger's retort. She honestly didn't know how Hatter put up with her attitude, always sneaking some snide comment. Unlike, her friend, she supposed, she had a much shorter temper and after her argument with her father she was already feeling somewhat on edge. Shoving these thoughts aside, she focussed on the task in hand, tugging a candy cane until it gave a satisfying crack and now was clenched in her small hands. She was about to jump onto one marshmallow but dithered so that it floated on past her. Exhaling, she waited for another to come past and jumped, landing softly on the fluffy treat. At first it wobbled a little from the sudden weight and her hand was dipped in the chocolate mixture, Kate drawing it back instantaneously. It hurt only a little and she blew on it before sucking the substance off happily, merely glad to have made the leap. "This is beyond epic!" she yelled to Hatter, who was further ahead. "I'd never leave this place- I mean, I could live here!"

***

Queenie was now ever closer to her home, soaring above the dull grey clouds hanging miserably above the English countryside. She had to admit that her heart ached whenever she left her beloved country, even with the weather as changeable as it was. Hatter's home was too vivid and flamboyant for her own taste, much preferring the calm and brooding ambience of her own. Now that she thought more about it, she supposed that Erin and her were almost like opposites, the good and the bad. The musing not only made her feel a little resentment but also making her feel some dread as she knew that when the Nightmare King finally declared war Hatter would have to pick a side, and Queenie was most certain that she wouldn't fall to the darkness, not easily anyway. She knew that there were means and ways to manipulate others into doing what she wanted but she didn't quite have the heart to do such acts her new friend. Not yet, anyway. Erin had been good to her giving her the buzzer com and sugar cubes, but all Queenie wanted right now was to be by herself. Even as the sky darkened further, a low rumbling to signify a storm brewing, she couldn't have felt more at home. She descended from the now drizzling clouds to the ground, with a smile at the sight at her cathedral, a warmth spreading from the core of her heart. It felt like an age since she'd departed, since she'd spent her time isolated in its-

The doors.

They were gone.

Queenie felt her next breath catch in her throat at the sight, eyes wide with sheer horror. They hadn't just disappeared; singed pieces of wood lay strewn around the entranced, blackened and charred. The sight was almost enough to bring her to her knees, part her beautiful creation ruined. She hadn't noticed she was crying until the first tear dropped onto to grass below, covering her mouth with her hands as she moaned in distress. Who could've committed such a horrible crime? she thought, stepping closer to the remains of the doors. To her anguish, she finally noticed the damage also done to the roof, tiles fallen around as shattered as her heart. It was then that she heard a crackling beneath her boot, frowning as she bent down to snatch it up. The immortal seethed at the familiarity of the handwriting. "Ignis!" she gasped, starting to read the content of the letter:

Hi, Beatrice!

Sorry we missed you- Bozo managed to get his arm nearly ripped off by that girl, Nera Core. Not gonna lie, she's got some pretty cool tricks. No match for me, though. The advantage of me being eons older than her makes me tonnes better at fighting and frankly, more awesome.

Anyways, you've probably seen the doors, or lack of doors this case. Remember the Italian Job? Great British movie, by the way. So, yeah, that sorta happened here...

I'd love to say that I'm sorry but we both know me too well to know that that's a complete lie. To be honest, those doors were bugging me anyhow. It's an improvement.

See ya!

P.S. I don't care what you do about Bozo, but if you try to take revenge on me, I'll destroy you.

Queenie scrunched up the note in her palm, doing all she could to control her temper. She wanted to find Ignis and tear her innards out, but she knew she was no match for her. The unfairness of it all made her want to scream, to demolish everything in her path. Calm down, Queenie, they were only doors, she chanted to herself, closing her eyes and controlling her breathing. I will get my revenge. She wasn't idiotic, fighting physically would only result in her demise. Strategy, however, was another tale. Ignis was cunning but lacked the patience to think things through properly. Queenie decided there and then that she would defeat her with her own mind games, and then began thinking of ways to get retribution.

[XxPhantomCryxX]

Baby Tooth

I gasp as Spike runs and jumps onto the pillar, but decide to let her climb, and if she falls, we all will be here to catch her. I hum encouragingly, and all the others do the same with a smile on their small faces. They all gathered beneath the pillar, getting ready to catch her, if they had to, but I prayed silently that we wouldn't have to.

[SmaugTheGolden]

"I thought you didn't think it was a good idea, or did you suddenly have a change in heart?" Nera inquired raising one of her eyebrows in question, wondering why he had suddenly decided his first idea would not do. She was not sure about the validity of his response, but thought it mattered little, if he wanted to go then they would go.

[~NeonTanzy~]

Spike hissed indignantly as the little creatures scurried over to her side, rebuffing their encouragement. The wild girl had done many things perfectly adequately on her own, being exceedingly sovereign for her youth and didn't want to stop now. Huffing from the sheer effort, ever so gradually she wrapped her scrawny leg around the pillar as best as she could, sliding it aloft in an attempt to regain her former composition. Her arms ached terribly and screamed for her to let go, to let her fall into the arms of the odd beings that had brought her to this dwelling. Spike, though, disregarded the discomfort and persevered mulishly as she always had done. She fixed her resolute eyes on the moving leg, her small pink tongue poking out of the corner of her mouth at the intensity of her concentration. After a painstaking minute, she was back in the same position she had been and she couldn’t help but beam in triumph at the outwardly lesser feat. The child’s gaze then darted to the individual she’d met, searching for approval.

***

Sorrow’s jaw clenched, a new upsurge of mortification washing over his still bruised features. He had to give tribute to Nera for spotting his discrepancy and was even a little pleased that she’d noticed the hasty conversion, though he was still all too conscious of how ludicrous the last words he articulated had sounded. He simply hoped that his friend didn’t think of him to be a complete guileless fool, if that were at all possible. He sighed, raking a free hand through his unruly cerulean mane and this time decided to actually deliberate his words before he opened that mouth of his. “No, I, ur… I just think that it would be good to know if whoever’s book it is doesn’t um, y’know, get the wrong idea or something… and if he’ll look for revenge. We can be prepared if he does.”

[XxPhantomCryxX]

Baby Tooth

I waited for what seems like hours, but I knew it was only a few minutes. After that time, Spike had regained her normal position, and was searching the crowd of fairies below her. I smiled warmly, showing that I approved.