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(?): like before the light barely worked. As soon as George got onto the floor he stepped in a puddle of wet blood, blood that went up to his ankles. The blood was almost dry when Georgr had left them Alastor: as soon as he opened his eyes again he was back inside the body. He smiled just slightly at Ariv. "Thank you... you're the best Ariv." |
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George: "Oh god... oh fuck..." George mumbled, placing a hand over his mouth and just froze in pure terror. Ariv: "No problem, Alastor," Ariv mumbled, kissing his head. "Why don't you get some sleep? You look exhausted. I have to leave either way so this way you won't miss me too much." |
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(?): the blood was still warm on the ground. Like it was freshly spilled. There was the sound of drips coming from his left.
Alastor: he sighed nodding his head. "But... can you bring me to my cave first? I want to pick up some things since it seems I'm going to be here for a while..." |
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George: George quickly stepped back onto the steps, his breaths quickening each second. "Lucas!! Lucas please answer me!" George shouted, panic rising in him each second there was no answer. Ariv: "It will only feel like a little because of the... 'different time zones' but if you insist, we can go," Ariv replied with a nod before holding out a hand for Alastor to grab. |
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(?): there was no answer. Infact it felt like nobody was down there with him at all. It was just cold and quiet. The only sounds being his feet on the steps and the dripping of blood. Alastor: Ariv confused him with his wording, although he shrugged and grabbed Ariv's hand. "Okay, I wanna grab some clothing too since I can't just be wearing yours..." he was thinking out loud, and quite enjoying it now that he could speak. |
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George: George swallowed hard before taking a deep breath. He began to walk through the blood, hoping Lucas was on the other end and that Damian was safe and that Red wouldn't kill him. Ariv: "Aw why not? I think my clothes look good on you!" Ariv smiled before teleporting them both in the cave. "Alright take whatever time you need." |
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(?): as George got closer the sound of someone struggling underwater could be heard, some thrashing around and a small chuckle from Someone George could recognize the voice of.
Alastor: he blushed deeply quickly running into a corner with a few bags in it and shuffling around them. He didn't actually need anything from there. He simply didn't want Ariv to see him blush. |
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George: "Damian!!" George didn't even care to hear who was chuckling at that point. He just ran to go help Damian, not wanting his friend to get hurt. Ariv: Ariv followed Alastor, hovering by him as he looked over his shoulder. A smirk glossed his lips. "What are you trying to do exactly?' |
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Damian: as George slowly approached he could see two figures near a corner. One of them seeming to have their head forced down into a bucket of what seemed to be water from far.
Alastor: he turned his head away grabbing a bag. "I um- nothing- I figured i needed..." he opened the bag to look at what was inside. "Shredded up bits of clothing that I use to start fires...." |
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George: "Hey! Cut that out!!" George screeched, going and trying to shove the person forcing Damian's head in a bucket away. Ariv: "Oh yes of course," Ariv chuckled lowly as he folded his arms. "That makes perfect sense, Alastor. I will leave you to 'gathering clothing for fire' now." Ariv kissed Alastor's cheek before going towards the entrance of the cave. "I'll be waiting for you here to grab what you need." |
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Summer Month: 2 
Day 
Light Rain
