kiiblade

A Land of Wonder and Nightmare

The room may have been dim, but the look of annoyance was clear as day. For the second time that evening, Ghent had managed to tick off both at the same time. This was becoming something of a habit, one that was dangerous to partake in.
Know. Your. Place, boy.
Ghent felt goosebumps rise up underneath his sleeves. Did this guy ever have anything to say that wasn't a warning or a threat?
"I was only trying to--" at first, he made a weak attempt to defend himself, but Elayra spoke as well.
"Mother hen?" Ghent unfolded his arms, aghast at her choice of words. In all his life, no one had ever referred to him as such. This was not the image he'd been going for.
"No, I don't need the phone. As I've said, you can keep it. Until I get back." Ghent sounded miffed, he accepted the dagger with one hand, then brought the weapon to his side as his eyes narrowed towards Drust.
"Yeah, well," Ghent tried to think of a comeback. A witty, clipped remark he could make before fleeing the scene. Unfortunately for him, his mind drew a blank.
"You expect the worst too." Not quite the burn he'd been going for. Without further ado, Ghent turned on his heel, leaving before he said something he would most likely regret.
Outside, Ghent shut the door and stalked away from their current headquarters.
"Would serve them right if I didn't come back." Muttering underneath his breath, Ghent looked the dagger over, tempted to leave it in fear of someone calling the police.
The shadows from nearby trees influenced his decision: Ghent would sooner face the police than face a shadowmire unarmed. After a bit of trouble, he succeeded in hiding the entire dagger within the sleeve of his hoodie. Wearing hoodies a size too large was paying off.
Rather than marvel over the fact that he was carrying a concealed weapon, Ghent broke into a run. The sooner he got back, the better. The shadowmire's were too fresh in memory.

Hobbit-LOTR: Quests, Curses, And Guardians { Angel & Polarize }

Desperate, Kili looked to his godmother in hope that she might heal him. Rather than relief, she unintentionally brought him more pain. Kili screamed out, and in his confusion he nearly hit his own brother. This wasn't going very well.

Bofur was having better luck. After a through search, he'd stumbled across a pigpen. One of the pigs was chewing on something all too familiar to him -- the kingsfoil. Quickly, he ran back towards Bard's home, the weed clutched tightly in his hand. Unbeknownst to Bofur, he was leading Bolg and several orcs right back with him.

Oin did what he could to help Fili and Saeril. "Where is he?!" Bofur was taking too long. There was a loud thud on the roof, then another on the balcony. Sigrid looked to see if Bard had returned, and she was horrified to see an orc making its way inside. As if things weren't bad enough already, they were now under attack.

A Land of Wonder and Nightmare

I'm glad to hear it! Things are just fine and dandy here. :)

Ah! I believe I forgot to say that, too! Happy New Year!! I hope it's your best yet!

A Land of Wonder and Nightmare

Ghent blinked as Elayra started in with what may have been a sarcastic remark. Drust had prevented her from commenting, which was a bit of a shame. Ghent was now left to wonder what she may have said.
"Well, alright. Just to be safe, I won't order anything too crazy." Their body language made him uneasy. Both were tense, on edge. If the wrong thing was said or done, he feared the consequences. Neither struck him as levelheaded.
"Closest food joint is only a block or two away. I'll run." Ghent was fast, but a car or faster means of transport would have been handy.
Despite his unvoiced concerns, Ghent started to turn towards the doorway when a realization hit him. The light was leaving too, he hadn't the heart to abandon them in such a place without any source of light.
"Here. You can keep the phone for now," he handed their makeshift flashlight over to Elayra, taking care that the light was aimed away from her so he wouldn't accidentally blind her with it.
"Um..." There was an awkward pause as Ghent looked between the pair.
"You two aren't going to fight or anything while I'm gone, right? You're just gonna relax? I don't want any swords being drawn while I'm running errands."
Was this what it was like being a parent? If so, Ghent wanted no part of that. This was nerve wracking. "I'm serious. No fighting," he folded his arms across his chest, trying to look as if he meant business. 'If you're going to argue, at least wait till I'm back. Got it?"

Hobbit-LOTR: Quests, Curses, And Guardians { Angel & Polarize }

Kili glared at Bofur and started to sit up, teeth clenched. Fili prevented him from getting far, and so Kili gave up midway. The pain was excruciating, and he continued to cry out, whimper, and struggle against the ones helping him.

Oin shook his head as he looked the injury over. In all his years as a healer, he'd never seen an injury quite like this one. There was more to this than a flesh wound, Kili had been poisoned.
"There's little I can do for him until Bofur gets back," he admitted fretfully, then jumped in surprise as Kili nearly kicked him.
"Lad! Hold on, now! We're trying to help!" No amount of talking was getting through to Kili, he was too wrought with pain and fading fast. At this point, he was paler than his godmother.

"Isn't there anything you can do?" Oin turned his attention to Saeril, and he held onto the hope that she may have had abilities where he did not. Elves were known for possessing powers to heal, though not all.
"You must have some abilities to heal...can you take this sickness from him?"

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"Guess Wonderland isn't as medieval as I thought." Ghent silently marveled at the mention of world jumpers. If world jumping continued to exist, that could be his ticket home.
"Hey...you know, that might explain why Wonderland exists in this world. Here, it's nothing more than a book for kids." Ghent didn't bother mentioning Disney's adaption of the novel. Explaining crocs was one thing, explaining a movie was another.
"Got any jumpers named Alice?"
After the shack had been investigated from the outside, Ghent deemed the structure decent enough for hiding out in. Very few traveled this way, even less at night. Unless more shadowmire's decided to pay them a visit, they would be safe until morning.
"I'm sure I can pick the lock easily enou--" Ghent's voice faltered as Drust made short work of the door.
"Or...that works too."
At the mention of a torch, Ghent smirked lightly. Wonderland may have had pennies and purses, but it definitely lacked flashlights.
"As cool as that'd be, I don't." He grabbed his phone, sliding the screen over for the flashlight feature. The light was enough to grant them full visual of their new quarters. The shack was a little less than the size of a one car garage; other than a few tools and a riding mower, it was vacant and with plenty of open floor space for the trio.
"Back when the park was a big deal, the city used to store a lot of supplies in here. I got hired to clean it once." Ghent rubbed the back of his neck out of nervous habit, unsure where to go from there.
"So...I guess all that leaves is food. Fastest thing I can think of is pizza or hamburgers. You guys allergic to anything?"

Hobbit-LOTR: Quests, Curses, And Guardians { Angel & Polarize }

As Bard finally gave them permission to enter, Oin lead them inside. With Bofur's help, they cleared the table off so that Kili might be set down. Kili was already perspiring from fever; the poison was flowing in his blood and making him deathly ill as a result.

"Set the lad down here," Oin helped Saeril set Kili to the table, which only resulted in the youngest crying out. Face ashen, Kili struggled against them and started to panic when he felt Oin remove the bloodied bandaging around his leg.
“I need herbs, something to bring down his fever.” Oin looked to Bard, hopeful that their host might have such items on hand.
Not in his right state of mind, Kili was putting up a fight and trying to get away from the hands holding him down.

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"Oh." Ghent should have felt stupid, but he didn't. Elayra had asked her fair share of questions, why shouldn't he?
"Yeah, William is the cat. I only caught him so I'd get paid.” The irritation practically radiated off of the princess, though Ghent failed to see how this could be helped. As it was, he was on his best behavior. At least Drust seemed less angry than usual.
"Here on Earth, cats are kept as pets. They don't do anything. They're pretty dumb, actually."
“People here wear crocodiles?”
The question was absurd, yet completely serious. It took a fair share of restraint for Ghent to refrain from laughing. Speaking with someone so new to the modern world was proving difficult; there were so many phrases and references the Wonderlanders would never understand. If a conversation was to be carried on, Ghent realized he’d need to either rephrase things or better explain himself.
"Ah…no. Crocs are shoes with holes in them. Mrs. Saxon -- she's a friend of my mom -- she has a purse made from an alligator, though. Cost her a pretty penny.” Ghent found himself already breaking his new rule, so he was quick to elaborate.
"A ‘penny’ is a coin. A ‘purse’ is a...tote bag? Or...a satchel. Wonderland’s got satchels, right?” This worse than trying to communicate with a foreign exchange student.
"That's too bad about the poaching." Ghent liked it when Drust spoke up, grumbles or not. He wanted to get as much information as he could; there was plenty swirling through his mind. So many questions yet to be answered.
"Aside from markets...I'm assuming you guys have to scavenge for food and hunt off the land, right? That’s cool.” Ghent answered the question himself, then looked back to the two with growing curiosity. “Who does the cooking?"
The park was as they'd left it. Abandoned, wet, and quiet. Keeping a steady pace, Ghent lead them past the playground and down a dirt path. The path guided them away from the street and towards a few small clusters of trees. Eventually, the path wore out, though it was no longer needed. Towards the right, there stood a small, worn shack with two small windows on either side. The only means of entry was provided by a door with carved graffiti on it. Ghent walked around the shack once, then gave a nod as if satisfied with his choice. Four walls, a roof, and very much away from the general public. This would have to do.
"Well, what do you think?"

Hobbit-LOTR: Quests, Curses, And Guardians { Angel & Polarize }

"Aye, we have. We'll need to get this one indoors; I need to treat his leg." Oin was grateful that Fili and Saeril showed up. Kili's condition hadn't stopped him from being stubborn, and he doubted he would have been allowed to get very far in tending to his injury.

"He doesn't care," Kili's voice was low, broken. The fact that Fili had stayed for him meant a lot, though he also pitied his brother. Fili's dream had been to reclaim their homeland too.
Feeling a hand on his shoulder, Kili looked up to his godmother, feeling unworthy of her compassion at this time. "Delva, I'm s-sorry," he tried to apologize for breaking the promise, but he could not finish. With a small moan of pain, he started to collapse. The sickness had set in, he could no longer fight it.

Hobbit-LOTR: Quests, Curses, And Guardians { Angel & Polarize }

"Fili," Thorin sighed, his breath visible from the cold. Fili speaking out did not come as a surprise; both brothers were incredibly loyal to one another.
“One day you will be king...and you will understand. I cannot risk the fate of this quest for the sake of one dwarf, not even my own kin.” Seeing that Fili's loyalties were divided, Thorin put a hand to his arm in an attempt to stop him. "Don’t be a fool. You belong with the company.”

Further away, Kili shook his head, insisting to Oin that he was fine. Why would no one listen to him? They had no place else to go, he belonged in Erebor, and above all else he needed to help reclaim their homeland.
"Oin...please, speak sense into him." Kili became increasingly lightheaded, the voices around him were making less and less sense. "I won't let this stop me--"
"Lad, enough! You haven't a choice!" Oin started to guide him away from the dock, and Kili's eyes stung with betrayal. Had things been different, he could have helped, but now he hadn't a choice.