The Labyrinth ((semi-lit))

[BlissfulFarrago]

((What, where'd my post go? ;_; I posted, but now it's gone))
Alistair scoffed. He drew himself up into his haughtiest pose.
"Who says I don't know my way out of the Labyrinth?" he asked. "Who says I was ever a human in the Labyrinth at all?" He glanced around at all the others to make sure they got his point. He stared straight back into Dylan's eyes and said, "And as for trusting me...you should never to that." Alistair smiled and strutted off down the second to the left path.

[Soccerlvr]

"Haughty little cat," Dylan muttered to himself with a smile. If this cat was human, he knew he'd be his friend. Standing back up, his boots making a crunch on the ground, he looked back to the group. "Do we follow him?"

[capi94]

((Lol, sorry 'bout that last post. I was trying to make him sound more sarcastic, but...yeah, I guess I just should've said he was being sarcastic. XD Whatever, to late now!))

Benjamin smiled at the little cat as he watched him snap at everyone, stopping to unconsiously push up his glasses. When he heard Dylan ask his question, he looked from him then to the path that was apparently "death for those who are unintelligent" (lol, as I spell that wrong. XD). He wasn't really planning on taking that path because, well...he kind of liked this cat. If the boy was at his home they're personalities would be almost identical, at least, on the outside.

Secretly, Benjamin was beginning to doubt his "just a dream" theory, though he hadn't even told anyone. These people were way to complex to have arrived out of his simple imagination, not to mention that this dream seemed like it had gone on far to long. If it was just a dream, he didn't like it. What a tedious thing to dream about.

The boy finally stepped once again beside the knight he was following earlier (James, I think ) and said, "Yes, I think we should," to Dylan. Then, after a moment or two, he laughed quietly and thought out loud, "I think I kind of like that cat." As he stepped toward the trail (or whatever you call it) he smirked and shouldered his bag, thinking that he was now kind of excited for this adventure.

[BlissfulFarrago]

((*pokes dead thread* I want to wait for others to post before I do. ^^))

[Crippling Machine]

((Yeah, I can't do anything because my dumb character walked away. XD))

[Cyanea]

((Sorry! Art project is due tomorrow so I was working on it))

Icarus flew down to land on the ground near the teens. "Keep moving!" he squawked, ruffling his feathers. He flew back up to the top of one of the stone walls and watched the kids nonchalantly, as if they were trying to find their way in a supermarket, rather than risking their lives in a labyrinth. "The prince awaits thee farther down the Chosen path."

Sky looked up at the raven, squinting against the sun that shone fiercely now, before looking at the path quiet boy and some others had taken. "The chosen path..." she muttered, thinking carefully. She took a few hesitant steps towards that path before taking a deep breath and following the boy and others. She looked back at Dylan, Alistair and the others before she caught up to the quiet boy. About 20 feet away, at the end of the path, was a tall young man adorned in white clothes, watching the approaching teens. Had he been there before? "I think that is the prince," Sky said quietly to anyone who was listening.

[Soccerlvr]

Seeing the robed man ahead, Dylan cautiously stepped forwards. He didn't yet know if the prince was friend or foe, but he was guessing friend. Standing by the small group who went ahead, Dylan looked the prince over, thinking of how he was almost a prince himself, and realizing he was kind of glad he was just a knight.

[BlissfulFarrago]

James did a double take. Where did that guy come from? James didn't trust him. Actually, she trusted him about as much as she trusted that cat. She gripped her sword tighter and walked towards the "prince", if that's what he was, at a pace that didn't suggest fear or anxiety.

Alistair sat and watched the others. He narrowed his eyes at the prince in comtempt.

((I really don't know is Alistair knows who the prince is or not, but I figure that Alistair doesn't like him. x3))

[capi94]

Benjamin, making sure to stay well behing the knight he'd been following ((heheh, stalker)), simply eyed the man in white. No opinion had formed in his eyes just yet, he wanted to know what the elegantly dressed one had to say first before he decided if he liked him or not. Besides, there were lots of swords here, he thought, even if he's not of any help they had nothing to lose.

The boy adjusted the strap of his back, running his long, skinny fingers under the rim and turning it right-side-out. The he pulled at the bottons of his jacket and placed his hands casually into it's pockets, still staring expectantly at the stranger.

[Crippling Machine]

Nathaniel had not heard Icarus, having been farther on ahead. He stopped though when he saw the man in front of him, confused. The one girl came up beside him and moved away from her, just a little bit. He did hear her say something about a prince and he cast her a strange look. However, he kept just as silent as ever, despite his many questions. No one was speaking out of their small group so perhaps this prince was supposed to say something. Or maybe they all knew each other somehow....

((Sorry it's so short. >.<))