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

[pugshark99]

Ignis felt depressed. Really depressed. All her life people feared her, worshipped her... they felt fear and anger when hearing her name. This past couple of centuries she'd spent watching other immortals, keeping herself to herself, believing that she didn't actually have to do anything to keep her hold over humanity. However, recently, people had been less dramatic about the Devil, the supposed feared ruler of Hell. Less people believed in her demonic prescence, leaving her name to be seen as fictional. She supposed that she shouldn't have been surprised that Joshua wasn't fazed, also having the irony of his more saintly name. Still, she'd always held her confidence; it's what kept her going, and she wasn't going to let one scrawny little kid ruin it. Besides, the name she'd chosen was far better to have people call her by, in her own opinion. And there was Bozo, who followed her like a pet wherever she went just because he thought she was cool. Ignis was fine with that, knowing that if Joshy irritated her enough Bozo would chase him off, or better still, end his pathetic, miserable life. She didn't like Bozo by any means but found his loyalty to her amusing, not to mention convenient for her. Glancing irately at her friend, it appeared that he got her message. Looking back at Joshua, she found her smile had dropped and a slightly annoyed frown had washed over her expression. "Yeah, whatever. Sooooo, what're your powers, wonderboy? Why did the oh-so-mighty Man in the Moon bring ya back?"

(I'm super sorry I haven't been online for so long, I hope I'm still welcome to RP here..! )
Joshua observed the pair exchange glances and stood by silently until the female spoke once again. The overall friendliness that he had been approached with earlier seemed to have diminished in a matter of seconds, now replaced with a sense of hostility or impatience. Deciding to shrug off the sudden change in atmosphere, Joshua tipped his head sheepishly and focused his eyes on the ground while he replied. "Well... I suppose I have a way with healing. Of course there is an extent to this and it has to be under certain circumstances. If someone's nearly dead and I get there too late... There's not much a can do..." On that note, he shuffled his feet uncomfortably, seemingly visiting an old place in his mind.

[SmaugTheGolden]

"Hmmmmm.... As you say Sorrow, but I'll be watching you closely," Nera warned, not truly meaning it as a threat, more as a joke or a tease. She raised one of her eyebrows, about to question him when she decided against it and simply shook her head slowly, "You can count on me watching you like a hawk."

[~NeonTanzy~]

((Of course you are! I know lives can get busy and such so it’s okay.))

Spike smiled so broadly that her rounded cheeks hurt a little, not that she cared much. The little creature’s reticent support was all that she needed to keep going and she felt pressured to impress it. She was startled out of her thoughts when she noticed that the one she’d first met had a feather on her head but the others didn’t, confusing the child. If she was more important or was just different, Spike was determined to discover the reason after overcoming her rather tight predicament. Now turning her focus back to her position, she moved her arms a smidgen upwards, shifting her legs also, though the technique was poor and execution even worse. She dared to try once more only to feel herself slip again, her arms ready to give out. Panic began to fill her as it dawned upon her that she was going to fall. It wasn’t a particularly long way down, but if she fell the way she was positioned the landing would be most painful. She bit her lip so hard that she tasted the smallest amount of her own blood, wondering what she should do to make the descent as comfortable as possible. Barely even acknowledging the immortals surrounding her, she untangled her legs so her feet were pressed against the pillar behind her. The young immortal then let go and launch herself from the cylinder into the air, arms spread-eagled to keep her balance whilst her legs crouched in wait for the incoming impact. She didn’t know she’d hit the ground until she saw her hands pressed upon the cold marble floor, exhaling heavily in relief.

***

Ignis frowned a little at the change in Joshua, his expression taking on something different to his previous demeanour. “Ah, that’s cool. Healing’s a decent power, though it’s not one for me,” she said brightly, glancing at Bozo who seemed to look at the boy in a different way, his countenance also taking on some degree of reminiscence. Not him too… He should be way over that stuff by now, she thought sourly, knowing exactly what her ally was thinking of. She wondered if she was the only immortal on earth that didn’t care about her past, being unable to sympathise with those that lingered on it. Now at the end of her patience, she then grabbed Bozo’s healing arm, digging her nails in to get his attention. The younger immortal gasped but knew better than to fight back, simply letting her hurt him for as long as she wanted to. After a moment of hesitation Ignis let go and cleared her throat, ignoring Bozo’s glare. “Well, Joshy, if I’d known you were a healer we would’ve come sooner! Still we’re okay, aren’t we?” she said, not caring too much when her friend didn’t answer.

***

Sorrow nodded as slowly as Nera nodded, raising his hands in the air a little to feign surrender. "Um, yeah, sure," he said, still not quite sure if she was joking despite the obvious teasing tone she had possessed. He decided to let it go Frozen style and now began to think of how they could find the being, rubbing the back of his head again anxiously. "So, do we have any idea where the owner could be?" he asked, hoping that Nera's shadows could at least tell them that information before they left. It was nearly nightfall in Burgess and he didn't want to have to stumble around after Nera after dark, secretly afraid that his attackers could strike again.

[pugshark99]

Joshua broke out of his reminiscence after a not too significant amount of time and glanced up to see the strange male across from him had taken on a similar expression to his. He hadn't meant to bring back unpleasant memories for anyone, it just kind of came out before he thought about it. Honestly, he did not take this new chararcter as one to get sentimental on the past. Of course, there is always at least one thing you will be wrong about in a person, especially upon your first meeting. Snapping back to attention of Ignis, he gave a nod and shurgged his shoulders slightly once. "Well I did offer earlier, but the reaction to that offer was caused to wonder about my pyhsical safety if I went through with it, so I decided not to. But if you are re-thinking the offer, I'd be happy to take a look at it," Josh offered, shifting his eyes back to Bozo now.

[SmaugTheGolden]

"No, but the book as my shadow said was written in Dragonic. That could be a big clue, but the question now is where exactly is a dragon most likely to live?" Nera asked rubbing her chin with her hand softly. She glanced at the setting sun and smiled, she enjoyed watching the sun set and the stars come out.

[XxPhantomCryxX]

Baby Tooth

I gasped slightly when Spike fell, but soon calmed myself as I noticed she had made a safe descent. I still fluttered over to her, just to check if she was ok. (I just realized, Issydoodle, you're doing really long paragraphs and stuff, and I'm doing just like, two sentences )

[~NeonTanzy~]

((Nah, I just tend to waffle on. Besides, I'm probably going to be writing really short stuff after this week as the workload is going to be enormous.))

Ignis too looked back at Bozo to see him still glare at her for imprinting her nails into his injury. She grinned in return, shrugging her shoulders. She knew he'd get over it; he always did when she did something like that. Besides, she was understandably the only friend he had and she was always fun to be around. She thought she was, anyway. He was stupid and ugly. God, it actually look like his neck threw up, she thought, observing that horrific mess in between his ears called a face. No, without her he'd be bullied by the other immortals, most certainly by the Guardians. She's turned him into something a little more evil so that instead of being just ugly he was now gruesome and horrific, the perfect monster. Now he was the fear of many, many children and it was all down to her pure genius and talent. She knew she treated him badly, though. Evil was in her nature so she didn't see why it should stop for Bozo. It's not like he was special or anything. She bullied him because he let her, he let her torment him in any way she wanted to and it was hilarious for her. He was like a shadow always echoing her every move, and quite frankly it was irritating at times. She couldn't believe he hadn't noticed that the only way to stop her from doing what she did was to gain her respect, something that Nera Core, for instance, had done by nearly overpowering her with her powers. Ignis knew the previous battle could've gone either way, and that she had saved her own strength for a larger attack but, nonetheless, Nera had gained her respect. Now that she thought of it, she wondered if Joshua could impress her. Healing powers, she scoffed mentally, suppressing a thought at the very notion of it. How pathetic. I could make mincemeat out of little Joshy. Maybe I still will. She deliberated but decided against it, knowing Pitch would probably not be impressed, not that she cared about what he thought. Joshua could be friends with the Guardians for all she knew and if they found out... well, Pitch would be doomed earlier than anticipated and she still needed him despite her feelings towards the idiot. And though she loathed to admit it, she needed Bozo, and needed him preferably as less damaged as possible.

***

Bozo cradled his arm, hurt in his eyes as he bore his them through his best friend's skull. It wasn't his fault that the green boy triggered unwanted memories and Ignis knew that, he was sure of it. He just wished that she would stop being so cruel to him and that she start acting like a friend, though as she turned and smiled that malicious smile of hers he reminded himself that that could never happen. She was evil, after all, evil to the very core. He longed to be like that, to not care about anyone or anything and be free of the hurt that he carried. Again, that wasn't possible. Why's life so bladdy unfair? he thought bitterly. It's his fault. He turned his glare to Joshua, clenching his jaw. If he hadn't showed up he would've forgotten about the pain for one more day, he would've pleased his friend for longer. Because of this low life, he was in metaphorically "in the kennel" with her yet again.

"Bozo, what's your face doing?" Ignis asked, genuinely curious. "It's doing something really creepy."

"It's just my face. What's wrong with my face?"

The elder immortal grimaced. "I can see it for a start. It's actually making me feel a bit sick. Just stop doing whatever it is you're doing before Joshy faints."

Bozo huffed, struggling to control his temper, becoming seriously fed up with her. He was about to say something he would later regret when Ignis spoke for him. "I think his arm's getting to him," she said quickly, grabbing it none too gently and showing it to Joshua.

The grotesque man didn't fight back and instead held out his arm willingly for the younger to look at. His arm was in quite a lot of pain already, the deep scars lacing the limb already looking infected. Sure, they'd gone to Queenie's place and tried out a few potions on him, but Ignis was no healer and may have actually caused some damage trying to cure him as well as helping. "What d'ya think?" he demanded gruffly to Joshua.

***

Sorrow pulled a face. Dragonic? Dragon?! he thought ludicrously. What the-? So she knows it's a dragon and still wants to go after it?! He sighed, deciding that he was insane to go along with the plan but it was too late to change his mind. Besides, Nera had a dragon of her own if they got into trouble and Sorrow could... mist the foe to death? Make it feel a bit chilly? Poke it, maybe? The newborn began to think of what would happen if they got into a fight and if his powerful was hurt... he'd be about as useless as a knife without a blade and die almost immediately. He was about to voice his new-found concerns to Nera when he noticed her looking positively elated at the sunset. Great. Fantastic. We could die, we could be incinerated by a freaking dragon but at least the sky looks pretty and the stars are twinkling... So that's your priority, Nera. He couldn't understand girls and their constant need for something pretty. Still, at least she looked remotely happy, something that he hadn't really seen thus far. "I, um, have no idea where dragons live. I haven't really met one, at least I don't think I have. Do you by any chance know any dragons?"

***

Spike rubbed both wrists and sighed once more that neither of them were hurt. The feathered creature was now at her side, seeing if she was alright. The young girl gave a small nod, her pride wounded by her failure. However, that was soon forgotten when she recalled about their non-verbal conversation in the clearing. She bared her teeth and pointed at her front tooth, shrugging. She wanted to know where the beings kept the teeth and what exactly they did with them. She thought teeth were just for talking and eating but they clearly meant more than she had first thought and began to wonder if they'd ever taken her teeth too. She still found the action of them taking teeth a little disturbing but was now overtaken by her childish curiosity.

((Wow, I made Ignis impossibly arrogant. Urgh.))

[pugshark99]

Joshua studied the startling looking male through the trio's silence and the side of his mouth turned down into a slight, half frown. Obviously there was a big nerve there that was struck with his own visit to the past, and it was quite clear that Ignis' criticizing of Bozo's own reminiscing had caused the strange man to turn to himself to blame. Shifting his eyes from the daggers in the other pair of eyes that pierced his, he tried to think of a way to move them both forward from their memories, until a mangled and beaten arm was shoved alarmingly in his direction. Fixing his eyes on the wounded limb, he pulled his hands out of his pockets, "uh, sure. I'll take a look," Josh agreed, using one hand to hold his arm up and the other to study what he had to work with, all with great care. Despite the grotesque appearance of the various deep cuts and scars, Joshua didn't seem fazed or weary even for a second. "I'll see what I can do," the immortal agreed, dropping his hands from the arm and quickly rubbing them together, and rising and dropping his shoulders a few times to losen up. Suddenly his eyes snapped shut and his entire became quite still, while a deep exhale escaped from his lips. Opening his eyes and reaching for the male's arm, he took a firm grasp on it and let a tingling warmth spread to the other body, starting in the fingers and expanding until it vacated his whole arm. Gradually, the wounds began to slowly fade and pull together, taking down the swelling and infection. After a moment, there were faint scars left in the place of the injuries. Dropping his hands to his sides, Josh examined his work and gave a quick nod, taking in a long breath.

[XxPhantomCryxX]

Baby Tooth

I smiled as she asked me where we kept the teeth. I motioned for her to follow me, and led her into the castle, down the shining gold and marble hallways, and into the Vaults, where we kept the containers of teeth. I chose a shimmering vault, one with the picture of a young girl with freckles and a bright smile. I opened it, and the room began to glow with memories, her memories. A dog ran past us and into some bushes, then came back and jumped up on the girl. I looked at Spike to see her reaction. (Yay! I made a long-ish post!)

[SmaugTheGolden]

"Nope, all I know is the dragon is not here. So we should look elsewhere," Nera answered with a playful smile. She did not fear much and knew that the owner of the book was hurt bad, meaning it most likely could not put up much of a fight against them.

>>> Sorry for the short post