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The Midnight Train to Nowhere

Posted and inserted some Lesadi in there. Enjoy ;)

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To his dismay, it looked as if he had chucked it a couple centimeters short. Closing his eyes in momentary defeat, he was surprised to reopen them to a dagger coming in at the nick of time to propel it the extra measure. Scanning the area from where the object had been thrown from, his eyes landed on the two male guides, Songbird and Avian. Raising a hand in the air to show his thanks, Lesley came to face a hand-less nub at the end of his right arm. You could almost hear his heart shattering into a million little pieces. Sure, the witch had now been defeated and was nothing more than a pool of black wisps and pebbles, but because of her, he had lost an entire limb. And he was right handed for crying out loud. Staring at it, he still couldn't register that this would be his way of life from here on out. Pretending it was still there, he sent signals for a hand that wasn't really present to close up into a fist. Of course nothing happened, he could only stare at a mound that had once been the nesting place of his beloved right hand.

Sliding off the unicorn once it had brought him close enough to the gathering of his companions, everyone looked rough around the edges, each with their own battle wounds, but he knew that his was entirely different. While at first, the group seemed to be in better spirits celebrating, upon the noticing of his missing limb, the atmosphere around them died down to a hush. Very somber and mournful, like a member had died or something along those lines. He gulped, struggling to suppress his emotions. Lesley couldn't even hold up his arm or glance down to look at it. The first stage of any impacting loss was denial. That's where he was at. In his mind, he imagined that it was still there, burying the image of it being consumed by rock right before his own eyes.

Leon: "Oh...God. Lesley, your hand. Can it be healed?"

Riley: "Lesley... You'll be okay"

Her words were genuine hurt and he knew that she felt for him. Right there and then, he wanted to bawl about it, but what was the use? He could lie to himself as many times as he wanted, but just a quick look down, it would crush all his false attempts at being hopeful. Counting on what Leon had asked, he wished someone in Nowhere had a remedy to bring it back. To regenerate it like he was a starfish regrowing a lost limb if it was possible. They were in a magical realm for goodness sakes, his possibilities were endless. The thoughts renewed his spirits a little bit.

Eyes moistening , he forced a small grin as Riley parted from him. Once everyone had settled down about his loss, it was time to focus on the real problem at hand, where is the rider and the baby dragon being hidden?

Haku: "Whether we like it or not, we still have a bratty dragon to save."

Jasper: "Yeah, we should keep moving before anything bad happens."

Ace: "We defeated the witch! Once again, we've gotten through another challenge! Even with the injuries, we still won. And we will keep on beating the odds. Ice queen is right... we still need to get Fluff."

After Jasper asked the unicorn for a favor, Lesley gave the magical creature a tight hug around the neck and said his farewell. Watching it trot off into the sky, he wondered when he'd be able to see something as fabulous as that again. At least it left them with a gift so dire to their current situation. One of its own feathers, with the ability to heal their wounds. The albino walked over to him first, gently brushing it over his hip then hesitantly grazing it over his wrist bone. He could see the pain she was feeling for she couldn't even hold her gaze at the hand-less area for more than a couple of seconds. Seeing as it wasn't working, he placed a soft hand on her shoulder and encouraged her to move the feather along to others who had injuries that had the capacity to heal.

Inadi: "If the unicorn isn't going to join us any further I don't want you walking. I'll carry you if need be.”

Lesley's heart skipped a few beats and he knew this was a present from above in exchange for his hand. He really wasn't expecting this from the frame faced prince, but there was no way in heck he was going to turn down the offer to have a long walk of physical contact with his favorite boy in the team. Positioning himself behind the male, he need not wait for Inadi to lower himself because of how tall he was compared to the boy. Wrapping his arms around Inadi's neck, he hopped on lightly and allowed Inadi to hold his legs up which would be quite the task since they were so long. Once they finally settled into a more comfortable position, the two were ready to move along with the rest of the group. As usual, Ace was still upbeat and rearing to find the lost dragon and the rider.

Cautiously resting his chin on the crook of Inadi's collar bone after a few minutes had passed, he examined his right arm a bit more closely now that he had come to accept the fact that his hand was actually gone, never to be found again. Feeling tears rise up in the corners of his eyes, he didn't feel like crying, but his body was saddened all on its own. Nuzzling the back of Inadi's neck near the base where the boy's shirt covered his skin, Lesley rubbed the tears onto the fabric of the man's clothes. He knew he was really pushing the limits in terms of where Inadi was comfortable with another man, but Lesley knew these rare circumstances would most likely only happen once in a blue moon.

Harper: "I'm sorry.."

Looking up as he heard the apology, Lesley knew the boy was trying to provide him comfort and that in itself warmed him to the core. Grinning weakly, he loved the fact that he was surrounded by such caring people. Growing up as an only child would get quite lonely most of the times and he wondered if this was how it felt like to have siblings. It was that sort of feeling that made one feel fluffy and tingly, wanted and cared for. For all the times in his childhood when he couldn't spend it with a blood related friend, he had gotten it all back just being with these guys. Lesley was really starting to feel like they were family.

The search continued on as they arrived at the house where the smaller group had been at earlier. The door was wide open and a fowl smell still radiated from the interior of the home. Like Harper said, no signs of a baby dragon. Lesley at least expected sounds of crying or something like that. It was a baby after all. Not that he remembered seeing it. He was only told that the thing liked him and had slept atop his head while he was sleeping too. A sudden warmth over his wrist caused him to look down and was surprised to see a hand retreating backwards, it was Leila's.

'Ah, the puppy of the group. She's so cute,' Lesley grinned to himself.

Leila: “Did this...does this... ...hurt?”

'Eep, even her stuttering is all adorable :3' he gushed. "Well, on an emotional level, yes it does. But physically, I had too much adrenaline rush at the time to feel the pain," he paused and realized this might be the first time they had ever had the chance to a proper word exchange. "Leila right? I think this is the first time I'd ever spoken to you before," Climbing off Inadi's back, he didn't want to make Inadi feel awkward if he was holding a conversation while riding on the poor man's back. Giving the boy a thankful nod, he walked along side Leila to talk to her some more. "I'm Lesley by the way, in case you didn't already know," he offered her a hand, his big smile back on his face, but this time the cheeriness wasn't a struggle to display at all. The girl had a certain charm about her, an aura that made you instantly feel like you were her older brother or sister. She looked fragile in her own way, alike to Jasper, but different all on its own. "I remember you tamed the baby dragon's parents. 'Wow', I thought. 'She's so brave'," Lesley had no idea why, but he felt like he was talking to some little kid in grade school. It wasn't mocking or anything, he just felt the natural tendency to baby her.

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Lesley isn't backing up on that biggy back ride! Posting tomorrow. Sorry about going over the three day rule ):

Lesadi moments shall be written up. Bad move MUG *cackle*

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Aha, all those options are so thoughtful and creative. The can opener one and the lip stick fingers really got me tempted, but 3 or 6 I think would work well for the rest of the roleplay :)

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Yup, throwing a curveball there. I apologize for all the typos guys. Just reread my post and its a pain to read I must admit. Will fix up because its an embarrassment.

Lesley isn't too happy about losing that hand either.

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He's as in hand.

Good night guys.

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I put Kimchi's idea into action by chucking the witch's head at the black wisps. Fox, you can have it end there or allow her head to fall back down unharmed. I felt that we were a bit over powered so I let Lesley lose a hand and get stabbed through the hip. The battle is getting heated. Let's keep up the good work.

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Everyone agreed on his plan and he observed intently as it was carried into action. Martini began growing one of her bubbles so it was large enough to enclose them with the witch who was currently being frozen to the ground by Hakuren. Unfortunately, the frigid ice didn't seem to be affecting the wicked woman much, as everything but her, froze into place. The icing didn't do much other than piss her off as she sent out black wisps that would turn whatever it touched into stone. His eyes widened as he remembered Vincent and anger broiled up inside him. Remounting the unicorn, he charged in with Avian as he let out a blood curdling cry to rush in.

White streaks of electricity crackled around him, well at least he thought it was electricity, but as he turned around to check which side of the battle it was surging from, he was stunned to find that it was emerging from Jasper. Then he was reminded of her attack on the dragon. 'She's at it again! Go Jasper!' he cheered mentally and his steed continue to charge in at the witch. Ace and Harper dove in as well and Harper managed to land a weak blow and Lesley grinned in accomplishment as a look of shock and disbelief crossed over the witch's face. But the slight look of uneasiness didn't last very long as she put on an annoyed expression, raising her hands to defend herself with huge pillars that began to shoot from the bare earth.

Throwing his head back, his pink locks wildly thrashing behind him, he let out his own battle cry and with an arm up in the air, he tapped his legs against his ride, signalling the unicorn to go even faster. A blinding light whitened his vision for a couple of seconds and once he regained his ability to see clearly, Harper had a sword jammed straight into the witch's chest and Ace had sliced her still living head clean off. "Woohoo!!!" Lesley cheered in a sort of victory chant, but it was far from over. With another wave of her hand, even with a weapon rammed right through her flesh and her brain yards away from her body, rock formations rapidly emerged from the barren dirt, striking humans and Nobodies alike off their feet. A pillar uprooted right in front of him and next thing he knew, he was sent flailing to the ground as well. The unicorn had reared back to dodge the attack and had accidentally thrown him off board. Scrambling to get back up, he suddenly felt a crippling pain shoot up his stomach. Looking down, he realized he had landed right into a spike tree root which was now buried into his left hip. Tears trickled down his cheeks, but with a cry of agony, he tore himself from the protruding double edge.

The unicorn galloped back to his side and though he was critically hurt, its presence calmed him to a point where he could focus. Sliding onto the animal's back once again, he bled a section of its white coat into a blood red. Ace had knocked the witch almost down to her feet, the body tumbling for the ground. The sky above darkened to an almost pitch black as wisps clouded above them then broke into an alarming rain-like fall earthbound. Cursing under his breath, he crawled closer to the unicorn's ear. "Help us," shooting his arm up, he blasted a purifying rainbow flash and managed to lessen the amount of bad wisps. Unfortunately, one grazed his finger before dispersing and the stone-turning spell began to quickly spread.

It spread like a virus right before his eyes and before he could do anything about it, it had already turned his entire right hand into rock. With his left hand, he bashed the rock off and it was no longer able to continue infecting the rest of his flesh. On a good note, the limb loss was painless and he only lost a hand, but on a bad note, he only had one hand remaining. Tears welled up in his eyes, but now was not the time to cry. He could bawl as much as he wanted after the fight was over, but not now.

While the others took care of the body, he knew all the control was in the head, where the brain was. Catching sight of the head rolling towards the body, he motioned for his steed to trample after it and as soon as her hair was in close grasp, Lesley snatched the witch's head straight up. "I've got you now birch!" he sneered through gritted teeth before chucking her straight up into the shroud of black wisps above. He hoped he had thrown with enough force to get her high enough to touch her own creations and turn herself into stone.

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Definitely! Once we finish the entire pre-planned roleplay(which won't be happening anytime soon), I vote for throwing our characters into random scenarios and rping them out for fun :)

Going to post for Lesley maybe tonight or tomorrow. Night guys.

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Damn. Why did you choose such smexy pictures Orpheus?

@Fox: That would be a ball to write :)

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Female Lesley

Pretty

Ohlala

Cute