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[img]http://i.imgur.com/HioCVJ8.png[/img][h3][color=73750b]Group 1[/color]
[color=73750b]Location:[/color] Still stuck under a train, but now it's raining blood, why is this my life?!|| [color=73750b]Action:[/color] Trying to find the opening that the blood is coming from. || [color=73750b]Mood:[/color] Mild Surprise --> Panicking --> Realization --> Semi-Calm --> More realization[/h3][color=73750b]Interacting with: Indirectly Targidle Mullens [@Mae] Kaleo Yuna [@Tenma Tendo][/color]
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Train... voices... Misery Hounds. Those were his choices. For now he preferred the voices above. 

Someone had answered his call for help. And called him 'sir'. What sort of monstrosity would niceities in a time like this? Ignatus took a deep breath,  perhaps who or whatever was on the other side of this train (or rather on the inside of this train) would be easy enough to deal with once he was out of here. [i]Unless they use this opportunity to do something to me...[/i]. This thought seemed to resound inside his mind heavily. He was completely stuck under here. He could do nothing if whoever had answered him intended to attack him instead. [i]Why did you call for help?[/i] But he hadn't meant to, it was involuntary. 

And then there was a scream,a nd something warm and wet seemed to trickle down to where he had been stuck. Ignatus could feel his heart pounding is chest. Was that his blood? No... he hadn't been cut up enough for this. Was it... his eyes widened behind his glasses. The familiar cackling was still audible, had it gotten closer? Were the hounds in the train above him? Had they gotten to whoever had answered him.

They were so close now, weren't they? He could picture the garrish pathwork dogs tearing the flesh off some faceless figure above. But if felt different. None had gone after him yet. Surely they would hear his breathing, would have heard him shout, would have smelled him. It was only when a new voice spoke out and the voice that had answered him spoke once again that Ignatus realized whatever had happened was not related to the Misery Hounds. The blood was from something else. Ignatus tried to calm down some, taking a few deep breaths. [i]Wait...[/i]. Almost as if being hit by a ton of bricks (but far less painful) Ignatus realized that the blood was coming [i]down[/i]. There had to be some sort of opening somewhere, but where? 

He seemed completely ok with running his hands through a stranger's blood, trying to follow the trail to somehwere, anywhere other than trapped in here. An opening, perhaps, or a simple crack in the walls that pinned him down, but the blood fell from somewhere and managed to land near him. [color=73750b]"Where are you coming from?"[/color] he muttered under his breath.


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[color=6b0808]Location:[/color] The Mists|| [color=6b0808]Action:[/color] Approaching something strange. || [color=6b0808]Mood:[/color] Greatful --> Curious [/h3][color=6b0808]Interacting with: Alexis[/color]
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[img]http://i.imgur.com/ACp6aD0.png[/img][h3][color=6C4375]Group #3[/color]
[color=6C4375]Location:[/color] The Mists || [color=6C4375]Action:[/color] Talking to a new friend~|| [color=6C4375]Mood:[/color] Excited[/h3][color=6C4375]Interacting with: Viola Valdis [@Fox of Spades][/color]
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Though his face was concealed, his eyes were clearly relieved when he head shouting, a thud, and then the sudden silence that followed. The singing had stopped and Oxe seemed to relax a bit from it.

He could hear Alexis above him laugh, and he couldn't help but follow suit. But then his eyes wandered again towards...something hidden in the mists. His eyes narrowed, wondeing what it could be. He had been about to walk towards it when a  voice from behind called to them.

Oxe turned to face the the girl as Alexis tapped his shoulder. [color=6C4375]"I'll talk to her!"[/color] She said brightly, clamboring off his shoulders to talk to the her.

[color=6C4375]"Yes, we were both on the train, we didn't know if there were any others."[/color] Alexis said, running up to her. [color=6C4375]"We have no idea what had happened to it."[/color] She said biting her lip. She glanced back towards Oxe who glanced back at her as if in reassurace.

Oxe's mouth twitched slightly, eyeing the two of them for a moment before moving towards the object he had seen.

 He approached it carefully, his brow knitting in the middle as he realized what it was. A table, on top of it a tea pot sitting perfectly in the middle, and there seemed to be a hint of steam pouring from its spout. The round teapot was surrounded by five plain cups sitting upside down, completely surrounding the teapot. They appeared to all be the same distance away. It looked as if someone had set up a garden tea party in the middle of the mists. He then noticed the chairs stacked neatly behind the table, as if whoever set it up expected their guests to get their own chairs...

Oxe walked around the table, inspecting the table carefully, his hand almost absently reaching out to pick up one of the grey yunomi cups. He hestitated for a moment, turning to look over towards Alexis and the other girl, wondering if he should call Alexis over. Oxe's free hand rubbed his mouth as his other hand was hovering over the upside down cup nearest him before wrapping his hand around it gently to get a closer look at it.