[center][color=1E90FF][hr][hr][h1]Emmett Warde II[hr][hr][/h1][/color][/center][center][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uJzxPxGo-54]Son Lux- "Lost It To Trying (Mouths Only Lying)" [/url][hr][h3][I]A Phantom In the Depths[/I][/h3][hr][hr][/center]
[indent][color=#a49cd3]“I’m here.”[/color] 

Emmett could not decipher whether it was Rook's touch or voice that made him shudder. But no matter he hissed with volume put to a low, [color=1E90FF]"Of course you are..."[/color] It was obvious that the boy was annoyed and irritated with his uncle. Emmett was a forgiving person but only to those who sought out forgiveness. Rook never apologized, instead it seemed more to Emmett that he was defending the slavers. Convincing Emmett otherwise would be quite the task, the boy was stubborn as a bull. Though, he was no hateful soul, he did not despise his uncle over one [I]disagreement[/I]. But even with or without the effects of a drug, after the whole situation Rook would still get a sour attitude out of him, though not a threatening one as the day's long travel and Othen's method of intervention has settled him down. Besides, [I]some[/I] amongst the group are quite familiar with his bitter remarks.   

[color=orange]"Emmett! What happened?"[/color] 

[color=1E90FF]"W-well, we fell,"[/color] it was quite obvious now that he backed into one of his more insolent moods and not just towards his uncle. He sighed realizing that being lippy, at least towards Othen, would not be the best move in the current situation. [color=1E90FF]"Okay... I was the first to open my eyes, and when I did a spirit stared straight to my face. But I wasn't scared, I don't get scared. Though I particularly did not jump in any sort of fear because this... this thing... was a woman, a captivating one you could say. But it wasn't like I was drooling all over her or anything, she was simply... hypnotizing. Then she blinded me, somehow, someway. All I see now-- nothing but white... everywhere."[/color] After speaking, Emmett knelt to the ground and strangely started to play with the sand. He cupped a ball of the grains in one hand to just feel them later sink through the hole he made in his fist. But examining at him closer seemed much more like Emmett was looking for something as he pulled more to dragging and digging his fingers into the sand. 

To Emmett, the fall with nothing fatal, he bore not a single scratch from it. Though as he thought upon it, he quietly theorized if his safe health laid in favor to the spirit. Yes, she took the sight of his eyes, but what if he could have lost his life? Yet he was the only one who encountered her, why Emmett? He froze for only a short moment to consider it be due to another secret his uncle had buried within him. How his uncle would be connected to her, Emmett did not know, but choosing to blame him or not was something he struggled with inside. 

[color=1E90FF]"So, everyone here?"[/color] He clearly could not look around himself to discover that. [color=1E90FF]"Um, I wouldn't want [i]Madam Matriarch[/I] dead, but it be appreciated if she stuck to her position as a navigator and wouldn't stick her nose into other people's business."[/color] How could Emmett be at ease with Grace right now, he was more at odds with her than any others within the party. As he saw it, if she never intruded into an essential moment for him that night, he would have not been disastrous the next morning towards daybreak. Though he was not as conflicted with Cillian since him joining Grace in the accusations made Emmett see the mysterious man as moreover her sidekick.    

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