Fiora led the way to her room; it was on the second floor, with a balcony overlooking the town and a distant lake. Inside the room was a desk with a couple chairs, a small bathroom, a television set (a luxury in this part of the world), and one fairly large bed. A smaller nightstand by the bed...
She's having a harder time talking than I do... why did she get so nervous suddenly? Fiora nodded once Eclaire finished speaking. "Let's see what options they have available... Hopefully there's a room like that somewhere," she said, giving the woman a somewhat awkward smile. While her trust...
Fiora gave Eclaire a curious glance as she inched away, but decided against bringing it up. In fact, seeing her so seemingly nervous put the woman at ease. It at least helped her to slowly realize that, despite that first impression Fiora had of her, Eclaire didn't want to cause anyone any...
Gregory smiled at Eclaire. "It's not a problem at all! You helped save our festival, this is the least we can do."
Fiora glanced at Eclaire. She began to speak in a soft tone. "I can lead you to the inn, if you'd like... They can get a room for you, too." While she was still wary of the woman...
Fiora was a little confused by Eclaire's sudden anxiety. Then again, she wasn't all that great in social situations herself. "Right... I was going to go with, I just wanted to make sure you could keep going..." Fiora led her into the hut. Inside, a woman with an apron was busily preparing all...
Fiora kept walking through the forest, now keeping silent. Eclaire wasn't really focused on her; Fiora let her guard down for the moment and walked ahead. Maybe she only imagined the form? Even if she hadn't, Eclaire didn't seem very interested in her. She would have had every opportunity to do...
Fiora frowned as Eclaire asked her last question, but she spoke up again after a pause. "I... live on my own. I travel and do whatever jobs I can to help people. There's a village on the edge of this forest... every year, they hold a festival to celebrate the founding of their home. That egg is...
Fiora began to stammer as the girl approached. "I would... um... appreciate it if you took it..." She tried to pass the egg off to her. Regardless of Fiora's fears, the woman did save her life. She figured that trying to ease up a little bit would show her appreciation; that, and she wasn't sure...
Fiora shrieked as the sudden attack killed the griffin She began wondering if whatever caused that would be even more of a threat. Luckily for her, it seemed more like the woman who threw the spear was only interested in protecting Fiora. The girl let her guard down a bit, taking a moment to...
(Sorry about the long wait, I was going to wait for others to post then got busy)
As Arris continued down the stairwell and into the dark hall, the noises became more apparent. It was almost as though each step he took would elicit more pained screams or garbled shouts. Many weren't as loud as...
While the view out the window was dark due to the lack of power, the faint moonlight would allow onlookers such as Claire to barely make out a few figures walking outside the hospital, mostly sticking to the shadows closer to the building itself. They seemed to be wearing mostly black, making...
Pretty much. I was waiting to see if Xion would post too since I usually like to wait for everyone to get a chance, but I can go ahead and move things on now since it's been a while.
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