~;.Amnesia.;~ [Open & Accepting!~]

[RainbowTea]

((Sorry, I didn't feel well today. I'll be making posts for Luke, Apitre, and Jinx tomorrow. I'll also respond for Simon in the "Journey of Saca-what's-its-face." :3

And, aww, wolfbeat! It was nice roleplaying with you - you'll be missed!))

[RainbowTea]

Luke's eyes widened at the idea. "Mine?" he snorted, restraining a bark of laughter. He rolled his eyes at the insanity of it all. "I'd be asking how it got into your pocket." An empty smirk lifted his mouth as he tossed the tooth in the air, catching it before bending over it for another look. He shook his head, holding it out towards Scarlette as he drew back his foot and kicked a small, metal pipe. It flew through the air before crashing onto the cracked street, clattering noisily before falling silent once more.

~*~

Jinx paused for a moment to bend over and tie his shoe, his long fingers working at the stubborn, thick laces. They refused to cooperate with him, slipping out of his grasp and teasing him relentlessly. A sigh of frustration blasted from his mouth as he yanked at them until they finally formed a demented, standard shoelace knot. He was about to get up when a sudden weight pressed on his back, and arms wrapped loosely around his neck. He rolled his eyes, immediately knowing Apitre had climbed onto his back.

"Get off," Jinx snapped, but the arms tightened around him. A soft groan escaped him, but he slowly rose, loosely grasping his sister's legs so she wouldn't fall off. He knew better than to argue with Apitre because once she managed to catch a ride from him, she would never get off until she felt like it. Fortunately, she was a petite girl on the verge of becoming underweight, and she was easy to carry.

Jinx quickly caught up with the others, trailing at the back of the group. Relief that Apitre still cared for him flooded through his veins, although a scowl stained his face. He secretly dreaded the day when he would wake up one morning to find that her love had been poisoned to hate. A shudder ran through his spine at the very thought, and he tightened his grip on Apitre, afraid she would fall off.

"You're getting heavy," Jinx lied, and her foot thudded hard against his leg in response. A smile nearly flickered on his face, but he quickly caught it and shoved it back inside of him. Apitre muttered something about liars and the price of being underweight.

((FFFFF I double-posted -.(\ Sorry, I'm so out of it today.))

[crystwolf]

She took it while staring at the metal pipe. Without a word she tucked it back inside her pocket before pulling the jacket tighter. The road was darker now, with nothing except the moonlight to light the path. She Looked down at the ground, carefully choosing her steps and nudging away random, useless objects. She could feel her eyelids dropping and strained to keep them from doing so, though she couldn't stop the soft, gentle yawn that escaped her lips.


The sudden urge to speak to his brother came so suddenly that he very nearly did it. He caught himself at the last second and stole another glance at the older, who had - at the same time - looked over quietly at him. He quickly looked away and awkwardly coughed.

Yes, he hated his adoptive brother, but he was still the only person who had actually talked to him properly throughout his childhood, before the 'incident'. It could've been an act, yet at the same time, it might not have been. A nagging part of his mind kept telling him that Decimus had changed. He hadn't noticed that he had started chewing on the inside of his lip and a hand had travelled up to scratch at his collarbone as he turned to face the person he disliked so much. "What are you thinking about?"


Rak'zel was beside him, he just realized. Strange. Feeling that it was better to not speak - Every try resulted in the younger male being angry - he busied himself with fixing his filthy clothes. His head perked up when Rak'zel spoke, though. He wasn't expecting that. He turned his gaze to the gloomy, grey sky. "Memories." He decided to say after a moment's hesitation. Aye, a small memory...Where he had actually started to like the small, frail and quiet six year old that was his brother. He silently outlined a random drifting cloud while recalling that small moment.

[RainbowTea]

[crystwolf]

Scarlette was relieved when Luke announced that they had to rest. Though pride would never let her admit, her legs felt completely like jelly. She stayed quiet throughout the whole conversation, tuning out and fixing her gaze on the mentioned building. She never knew a town could look this scary at night. Blinking, she watched as Jinx went in to search for danger...What danger would there be, anyway? Another survivor could at least think to think twice before attacking, right? She tilted her head slightly upwards, silver hair glowing together with the moonlight as she stared at the dark sky. She hardly remembered seeing it.

Her attention snapped back to the old building when a low cry came from it. Suddenly alarmed, she quickly ran forwards to the building, stopping abruptly once she stepped in. "Hello?" She called out, eyes full of worry as she tried to remember the name of the boy who had gone in. "Jinx, you okay?" She called out again, taking a few more steps further in, arms outstretched like a baby walking for the first time as she felt around the room.


Rak made a satisfied hum, wanting to talk further and ask what it was about, but paused when Luke spoke. Immediately a frown came on his face as they talked about the building. "Idiots," He mumbled under his breath, eyes narrowing as they came to focus on the building. He fixed his wild hair, boots once more dragging on the ground as he walked forwards towards the building. He paused and looked up at the sharp cry, then watched as Scarlette ran in. He glanced to Luke. "Crazy idiots, the lot of you." He muttered, hands shoved into his pockets as he returned to staring at the building, very curious about how this would play.


He frowned when he noticed Rak'zel open his mouth and shut it when Luke spoke. A chance to talk properly to his brother, and of course it was ruined...He let out a sigh without realizing it, kicking a small stone in frustration. He glanced up at the gloomy building, then to his brother who was no longer by his side, but in front. He followed quietly, hands curling into fists in his pocket. His eyes flickered up to the building when Scarlette went running over, and his curiosity shot up.

[RainbowTea]

((Wait, sorry, I edited Jinx's view after I posted. Did you see the edit I made, because it changes a bunch of things o.o))

[crystwolf]

Oh, sorry, I didn't. xD My post is edited now. c:))

[RainbowTea]

Luke jerked his head towards the building at the sound of an abrupt cry. At first, confusion nibbled at him, but he quickly realized that the yelp of distress had come from Jinx. " @#!*%  it, Jinx!" he growled. Alarm stabbed at him as Scarlette rushed ahead, and he was tempted to stay behind to see what happened. However, he knew he could do not such thing, and he hurried after her, following closely behind while keeping a careful eye on her.

She stepped through the doorway while calling Jinx's name, and the darkness quickly swallowed her. No reply echoed back to her, and a prick of worry troubled his heart, despite his hatred for the boy. Luke ducked in after her, straining to catch a glimpse of her white hair, but he could only make out the slightest hint of her figure. Knowing they'd be screwed if they both got lost in the building, he stuck his hand out in front of him, groping around it bumped into her.

Trying to wrap his fingers around her arm, Luke hissed, "We need to stick together, unless if you want to get lost."

~*~

Apitre's heart lashed against her chest, straining to smash past her ribs. Her fingers tightened on her sweater sleeves to the point where the white bone of her knuckles poked out against her skin. She twisted the fabric in agitation, panic lashing at her and leaving stinging wounds. She longed to run in after Scarlette and Luke, but she knew she would only lose herself in the thick web of cold darkness. She would only be asking for trouble if she tried to find her way to her brother, especially since she had no idea where he was or what had happened. All she knew was that the cry had come from him, and he wasn't responding to Scarlette's calling.

Her teeth sank into her bottom lip as her entire body tensed, her muscles locking into place. She gazed fixedly at the entrance of the building, the gaping doorway appearing more and more like an open mouth waiting to swallow their souls.

[crystwolf]

Scarlette jumped slightly when something grabbed her arm, half expecting it to be something unknown, but relaxed when she heard Luke's voice. She frowned at his words, looking back at him, though she couldn't clearly see his face in the dark. "Then-" She faltered slightly, turning back to glance into the building. "Then call the whole group here!" She muttered without a second thought, panic seeping into her quickly. If they wasted any more time, who knows what would've happened to Jinx?


He slightly noticed the way Apitre was fidgeting quietly, doing the habit of pulling at her sleeves again. He frowned slightly, eyebrows drawn together in worry. He was having a strange, sudden urge to comfort her, and it wouldn't go away. Muttering a small curse under his breath, Rak shook his head and started walking towards the building, eyes narrowing slightly as he tried to see inside. At least he could hear Luke and Scarlette, but didn't hear any sign of Jinx.

[RainbowTea]

Luke nearly balked at the determination in Scarlette's voice, though he sensed the panic intertwined into her words. "Are you out of your mind?" he almost blurted out, but he snapped his mouth shut, knowing that fueling her agitation wouldn't help the situation. "Calm down," he said, but tension was tightening around his tone. A sharp exhale blasted out from his lips as his grip slightly tightened on Scarlette's arm, as if the darkness would drag her off. "We'll find him," he reassured her with slight confidence.

Planning to ignore any future protests or fits of nervousness, Luke lifted his head towards his dark surroundings and squinted, but he couldn't see anything at all. "If only we had a light," he muttered, half to himself as he started forward. Hardly had he taken a single step when a sudden growl echoed in the room. He immediately froze, his muscles locking into place as an uneasiness pounded into him. "You didn't tell me you were hungry," he hissed at Scarlette, hoping it was only her stomach. "Or is it indigestion? What the heck did you eat?"

~*~

A tall figure suddenly blocked Apitre's vision, and her eyes focused onto the obstacle. She stared at it for a second before quickly realizing it was Raz. A faint panic began to grip her as she saw that he was walking towards the building, and her mouth slightly opened to stop him. However, she quickly closed it, remembering how stubborn he appeared to be. She would possibly succeed in bringing up only traces of anger if she attempted to hinder his going.

Apitre decided if the rest of the group followed into the building, she would come as well. After all, it was better to stick with them than to remain out here, alone with a cowardly air. However, she couldn't help but wonder if they were acting like blind fools by stepping foot into an unfamiliar territory. Perhaps it would be better if she remained out here, even if she was the only one who wished to stay in the streets. Uncertainty pricked at her, and she restrained a sigh weighed down with weariness.

Her fear increased as Raz moved closer to the abandoned building, and she took a few, quick steps forward, blurting out, "You aren't going in, are you?"