Not even responding, Xemnas opened a portal straight for hollow bastion. He face was completely blank, this was the closest indication he had to being blinded with rage. Something was happining, something big. What's worse, it was ruining his plans. "All of you, hollow bastion, now." Fast paced, the Superior power walked through his portal.
The earth shook beneath the Masochist's feet. He looked around, hearing ocean waves. Standing up, he looked to the sky, eyes widening if mechanical shock. "Impossible." He couldn't believe it, blue on blue, Liquid serpents. Before he could think any further, the twisted force of nature came down upon him. The force alone knocked what ever sense he had left. Blurred by the water and numbed by the cold, he watched as the brunette's body was washed away, claimed by the murky depths. Numb and alone, not feeling a tinge of pain as the air fought free of his lungs. He didn't want to die, not like this, not in this hell. Pulled by the currents, he closed his eyes, washed about hollow bastion, tasting the oblivion he had feared.
Tyler flew through the exit, almost ripping the door off of it's ancient hinges. He kept running and running, drowning out Mizore's words. After a bit, he stopped and began to cough up something nasty onto the course dirt, back arched. He straightened himself and wiped his mouth. Why was he so scared like he was back in the forest. The answer had to wait. To his right he saw a cabin, echoing with screams. Not waiting to think how stupid it was, he ran up to the building and banged on the door. "Hello, hello what is going on in there?"
Gripping his head, eyes closed, Xemnas tried to drown out the constant sounds and noises his subordinates were making. "ENOUGH!!!" Roared the superior. "One at a time, all of you. Saix, repeat your request, after words come you two." He pointed at the dancer and Xigbar.
why you do that?
Tyler nodded weakly. "yeah, yeah sure. More the merrier right? Oh and you can save your candy, those are yours right."
"Cool." Tyler said nervously, scuffing the ground with his foot. "kinda wish I thought of that, didn't get a chance to be honest." He didn't want to get into how his parents threw him out of the car in a rush, taking only minutes to decide to bring him here. Tyler walked towards the door, almost trying to run. He started to feel like how he was back in the woods. "I'm heading out*
Hearing the wrapper krinkle, Tyler turned around and looked at Mizore. He stared at the white paperpulp handle with envy, licking his lips. "Where you get those?" he asked. "I don't see anyone else with those."
"Um.." Tyler trailed off. Scratching his head, he tried to figure out a way to explain to her how he functioned. "That isn't really something I'd like to discuss right now. I kinda have this way with getting clean without....whats the word, conventional means."
Tyler shrugged his shoulders in reply. "Idunknow. You've been in here longer than I have. Besides, why do you need a shower anyways? it isn't like you fell in some mud or anything."
At the word under, Tyler turned on the balls of his feet and took a step or two away from the The girl and her unmentionables. "Jeez, everytime things like that are brought into a conversations things get awkward."
not one I remember, sorry
the one on the bottom looks pretty cool.
*shrugs* can't find any of the other good ones also I stopped drawing, so now when I try they suck.
Tyler looked down at her, eye brow raised comically. "I could ask you the same question. But I don't think you'll care for my answer."
"Ah." Tyler walked over groggly and tried to peek over his roomate's shoulder. Whatever she was doing, it looked like fun.
Getting up, Tyler stretched and watched her. "What did you say while you sleep talked?"
nothin, you?
"Um..." Tyler scratched his head. "Actually, I don't know. I have a hard time remembering dreams. Do you have the same problem?"
"If it's a joke, I don't find it funny." Tyler rested his head on his hand and looked over at his two roommates. Things seemed to be getting boring around here. He had to think up some way to entertain himself. Maybe he should ask them something. "So Ken, Miz, what do we do exactly at camp?"
