Crash Into Me (Closed)

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From what he could observe, this woman had a mean case of paranoia, which led him to wonder what she was doing that would cause such worry. Of course, the poor hostage could never dare voice that slight elaboration, or he'd find a bullet in both of his knees, or something worse. He could feel his heart rate continue to rise, like the tide as it switches quickly from low to high. Perspiration formed on his forehead, though the silvery locks hid it well. Hope continued to do his best in staying confident, but it wasn't easy.


"Sorry, Queen, but I'm afraid we have a misunderstanding. I'm not here to assassinate you, I didn't even know you had a sister --" he was cut off, his small voice overpowered by her obnoxious booms. Again he tried, his mouth creaking open as an itching behind his neck from Mally's claws began. The Queen, though psychotic, noticed the faerie in his hand, causing him to showcase her like a doll. Hope felt morose and remorseful to even bring the poor girl into this, but he didn't exactly deserve an execution, either.

"I think she's some sort of faerie. She flew into the pack as they escorted me here, and was forced to stay as well. I promise you, she means no harm." Looking down, Hope saw her crippled wings and almost felt jealous, being able to just fly away at a moment's notice. He sighed softly, realigning his eyes with the Queen.

"But, my point is that we're just travelers. The guards startled me, which is why I bolted. It was...instinctual."

OOC: Sorry its a tad short, and if there are spelling mistakes they would be because I got a new laptop and the keyboards is shifted and weird and whatever. 100th post :3

[Ren]

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"Hm," the Queen hummed as she leaned forward in her chair; her nose high in the air, while her eyes casted down trying to peer at the little fairy, "Well what do you know Stayne it's a little bloom of a light. She better not mean no harm; I'd hate to have them elementals in my court, disruptive and chaotic lit'le buggers."

Stayned blanched before walking to the fairy looking down at it skeptically, "No your majesty it isn't an elemental; if it was it's just a mere baby. Odd I never saw such little people."

"Mm-hm, she's much smaller than a dwarf, quite unfit for my grandness of my court", grand was nicely placed since everyone had wierd abnormalities to comfort the queen with her insanely large head, "Well does she speak or is she a lame little person? Perhaps her head's too small to form speech."

The Queen was rather chatty today even if it required speaking short of others. Naturally she wouldn't find much flaw or wrong in ehr doings, she was Queen of this world, a woman who should be both feared and loved by all. Also as the Supreme Ruler one was obligated to humor her ever fancy and answer her every question.


"So you're travlers. Well amuse me boy where are you from? You know not of me or my sister, Queens of this world I might add, but I of-course reign supreme of all Underland." Clapping her hands, she summoned for a drink. A fish wobbled on its fin using its shere will to please to walk to her with a martini glass. Grabbing it daintily, she took a sip before spitting back into the cup, "That's bloody awful almost taste like a filthy fish tank. Off with it and bring me another, a proper drink for a Queen."

With a dismissve wave of the hand, the fish scuttled away, "As you were saying boy. How on the worlds did you get here? Underland doesn't get a lot of foreigners..."

The last ones were mainly unwanted, filthy thieves trying to steal her heart.

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At least she wasn't pressing quite as hard at that point. Her previously harsh tone withered down into a slightly condescending one, as most queen's would take. He still couldn't concentrate, her head was just...big. However, Hope managed to keep on task and in check, holding Tink out for public viewing for only a moment more. She wasn't a painting, after all. The Director kept her close to his chest, shooting her an apathetic look before speaking once more.

"I'm from Pulse." his voice was honest and much more confident than only minutes ago. The Queen's slightly less aggressive voice helped him relax a bit -- almost enough to forget that his head was on the line. But it was the calm before the storm; memories began rushing to him on the word Pulse, like a dam had broken upstream. Nostalgia had a strange effect on him, like most people, but Hope didn't find himself wanting to cry. He had to remember that he wasn't 14 and that crying wouldn't solve a damn thing. Instead, he felt a pang of physical pain from the crash, causing the Director to wince as he endured all of the pain his friends had probably suffered whilst he fled the scene of their demises.

"Sorry. Anyways, it isn't nearby, and it was recently attacked. I managed to escape." he muttered, voice lowering considerably. Noel's face was implanted into his memory, so determined... He had to of survived. He was the last human once, he'd do it again.

Hope needed to get back to Pulse and save him.

"I flew here in a Gummi Ship, though it crashed. I can't...I can't quite remember what had happened..." Where had the information gone? he stole a glance at the faerie in his hands, eyes tracing her tiny, blonde bun down to her face.

"Either way, it needs fixed so that I can go try and save my planet."

OOC: This is awful, sorry. I can't concentrate either xD

[Ren]

{eh, pass. i could do another long tink post of her just basically judging everything in sight, but that's not exactly conducive to the thread, is it? anyways, best we get this done with soon as possible.}