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Post by Hera Beatle - Ophelia Hurst on May 9, 2009 17:14:58 GMT -6
Hera opened the door and climbed down the stairs to the basement. She had gloves touching each side of the small winding staircase. She followed the walls and her feets steps as the small light from the touches on the walls didn't help her decending.
She loved dark rooms but even so this seemed scary to her. Old castle and dark halls it reminded her of some bad dream she had had.
She closed her eyes and continued. She had no idea why. She was going to explore the castle. She was new and wanted to know where everything was. This was a start.
She stepped down on the floor, no more steps. She looked around. Here it was even more dark but her eyes was slowly focusing on the outline of the small winding hallway.
She turned left, then right, then right again, left another time......... All always with locked doors or sudden endings. She looked from one end of the hallway she was in to the other. It was like ones mind played tricks on one. It seemed like an endless mace of hallways and she could no longer find her way out of there. She was simply, lost.
Hera sighed.
It was typical. When her curiosity took over, well this stuff happened.
She backed and leaned against the wall with a big sigh and she just stood there with her eyes closed, listening to the sounds of the castles underground.
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Post by Trinity Lightwood on May 9, 2009 18:18:55 GMT -6
Trinity had stalked down the meny halls and corridors. She thought she had been in here for weeks when is was just simpley hours. A blue flame floated inches from her hand lighting her way.She softley hummed as she turned down another hall. All the doors were locked and some halls didnt even have any any. This place was eerie.....and she loved every single bit of it.
Turining down another hall she saw a dark figure leaning against the wall.
hmmmmmm She thought walking closer. The light danced in her hand showing a young women.
"I see im not the only thing down here." Trinity said with a smirk.
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Post by Hera Beatle - Ophelia Hurst on May 10, 2009 4:57:57 GMT -6
Hera jumped as heard footsteps and a voice penetrated the dark air. She looked over and nodded. "Apperently not." she said quitely. She was shy and was a little uneased by people. She had trust issues.
She burried her hands in her pockets. She had her gloves on but she wouldn't risk anything. She had not touched another person in quite some time and she didn't like to see their past. It was none of her business.
She smiled a little and asked "Uhm. I'm sorta lost. Do you know the nearest exit?"
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Post by Trinity Lightwood on May 10, 2009 18:54:08 GMT -6
Trinity walked till she was about five steps from her.
"Ha, if I knew a way out would I be here talking to you?" She said rolling her. She then smiled."But really, I dont know." Trinity glanced around and made her blue flame grow brighter in her hand.
"I tried a bunch of doors seeing where they would led, but all of them were locked. Accpet for one......" Her eyes trailed behind her. Then shivered from the thought of that room."It was really spooky though."
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Post by Hera Beatle - Ophelia Hurst on May 10, 2009 19:58:25 GMT -6
Hera sighed and looked at the girl. Apperently they had both become stuck here. Hera shook her head sligthly. She had been in the same room and knew too well how she felt.
She looked down the corridor and back at the girl. "Well we can try this way. Shall we try find a way together?"
She was not sociable normally but she rather not be alone down there. She liked darkness but confined spaces like this and the feeling of being lost didn't help er much.
She just wanted to get out of there and she swore to herself not to go downthere again.
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Post by Trinity Lightwood on May 11, 2009 17:12:38 GMT -6
Trinity smiled and nodded.
"It beats wondering by my self." She said giving a weak smile. Her body was hurting. The blood in her were at it again. A wave of pain shot through her, biting her lip she turned down to where she pointed and began walking. The flame grew a little weaker from her pain.
"My name is Trinity by the way."
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Post by Hera Beatle - Ophelia Hurst on May 12, 2009 1:25:31 GMT -6
Hera turned and smiled "Hera but I sort of prefer Katie."
The name Hera had to many painful memories attacted to it and she was slowly trying to make people call her Katie.
She noticed something in the girls eyes but what she didnt know.
"I like trinity. It is a nice name."
She turned around a corner only to find the way blocked, she sighed and turned the other way. Why was the basement so confusing? shouldn't the school be less dangerous to get lost in.
Maybe it was just her imagination that played tricks on her cause she felt she had been downthere in days and she had no watch.
She might just have been there for minuts.
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Post by Trinity Lightwood on May 12, 2009 16:46:04 GMT -6
Trinity smiles.
"Hera.Katie. Thats pretty." She said following her around the corner only to have Katie face her way again. Trinity lifted a eyebrow, looking at behind here. It was made of bricks like the rest of the walls but they were laid completely different. Trinity grabbed Katie's hand and lightly tugged her back to the wall.
"Cant you see it?"
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Post by Hera Beatle - Ophelia Hurst on May 13, 2009 5:20:32 GMT -6
Hera drawed back her hand as soon as Trinity had grabbed it and she stepped back a few steps. She had the gloves but she still prefered not to be touched at all. After what happened to her parents, well she hated physical contact. She turned and looked at the bricks. They were different and she frowned looking at them. Avoiding the fact that she had just drawed back and it would have seemed wierd.
She walked closer and tilted her head ligtly. She wondered if.....
She took of her glove and placed her hand on the wall. Images shot through her head, someone tapping one brick then another, a code. She pulled the glove on again and slowly lifted her hand to the first brick that she had seen. Then the next one and soon the wall seemed to curl up. She turned to Trinity and smiled "This is different."
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Post by Trinity Lightwood on May 15, 2009 20:49:16 GMT -6
Trinity watche in awe as Hera knocked on the blocks, then as they parted away. She placed the arm that wasnt holding the flame around her waist.
"It is diffrent.How did you know what to do?" Trinity walked passed her and to wear the bricks were. She took a deep breath.
Trinity could tell the passage way was barley used now. It seemed older than the building above it.
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Post by Hera Beatle - Ophelia Hurst on May 16, 2009 4:38:54 GMT -6
Hera turned and tilted her head a little as she made sure the glove was safe on her hand again "What do you mean? I was lucky I guess" She looked down.
She would rather not start with all this. It was painful enough to actually not be able to touch things or people without seening their past.
She shivered as a breeze floated throught the new hallway. "Should we try go inthere or turn around?"
Her curiousity told her to continue and even to put the hand on the wall to figure out more about this place but after the rock thing she wasn't going to do more..
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Post by Trinity Lightwood on May 18, 2009 2:33:09 GMT -6
Trinity lifted a eye brow. She highly doudted it was luck, seeing as she removed her glaves and all. Trinity looked up the stair case, people told her she was like Alice from Alice in Wonder Land when it came to things like this. Glacing back at Hera she nodded.
"Of course we go up it silly girl." She said smiling and with a slight laughter to her voice as she placed a boot on a step.
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Post by Hera Beatle - Ophelia Hurst on May 19, 2009 5:29:30 GMT -6
Hera sighed. She had a bad feeling about this but she didn't say anything. She just followed trinity upwards. She looked down at her hands and as Trinity slowly walked up the stairs with her back to her she slided off the glove again and placed it on the wall. images of someone walking up. He held a lantern in the hand. Maybe this place really did lead upstairs? She saw wet steps but the ones they where walking on was dry. She didn't know why they were wet and by what but they felt slippery under feet eventough nothign was there.
She quickly returned the glove on her hand and looked upwards.
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Post by Trinity Lightwood on May 21, 2009 23:43:15 GMT -6
Trinity felt something eerie about this place. As the stairs began to wind and lead them to an unknown place she made the flame in her hand brighter. The walls seems to tell a story. Something that looked light scratches lay apon some of it.
Trinity drew in a deep breath smelling the air. Nobody had been in her for what seemed like centurys. A small hint of blood ran along with it.
"Hera, something is not right. Whatever this place used to be for.....it reeks of evil." Trinity kept walking and she looked back at her.
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Post by Hera Beatle - Ophelia Hurst on May 22, 2009 4:10:56 GMT -6
Hera nodded she already knew this. The whole place seemed wrong and the glimpses of this guy she had seen was scary. He had not been a ordinary person. He seemed to have liked pain and destruction. It wasn't often she caught feelings from walls or objects but this time she had and it worried her. "Keep going Trinity. What once where here isn't anymore." She took of her glove once more. She decided that maybe just maybe she would have to tell trinity of her.... curse. She had made a promise to herself not to use it with others around but she had felt the need to this time.
She sighed and bowed down and touched the step infront of her. Fear sho through her and she had to close her eyes as she opened them again her hands seemed covered in blood but they where not. She screamed a little as her memories about her parents shot through her mind. She kept trying to get the blood off and she pale white screaming "Get it off me! Get if off!"
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