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A Land of Wonder and Nightmare

The smirk was quick to leave Ghent's face. Within seconds, Elayra went from angry and annoyed to deadly and calculating. This wasn't quite the reaction he'd hoped for.
"I wasn't bested by the puddle," he began to argue until his eyes caught the glint of the dagger he regretted giving back. "I was...bested by the slide." Man. She was scarier than Drust.
Unnerved by her too-calm expression, Ghent cleared his throat nervously. "So...what's a katoka? Or would I be better off not knowing until tomorrow?" After what he'd learned so far, rest wouldn't come easily. The shadowmire's had been bad enough, but when he saw the way Elayra was eyeing the jagged blade, Ghent decided to sleep with one eye open.
"Uh...anyways...I should probably call my parents so they don't panic." Ghent hoped this would be excuse enough for him to avoid being stabbed. Cautiously, he started to reach for the phone that had acted as their only source of light. He wasn't sure what to tell them; he'd avoided that thought for the better part of the evening. Even though magic worked on Earth, he very much doubted Wonderland picked up any wi-fi. It was now or never.

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Aw, that's cool! :D How did you earn the nickname? Red hair, or temperament? Or the fact that you've taken archery? (I believe I remember one of your status updates mentioning archery before). My only Disney themed nickname was given to me by my youngest sister, she used to call me Riley after the guy in National Treasure (ever see that...? Such a great movie) because, as she said it, "he whines a lot"...I don't whine! I merely state my displeasure with things aloud...

Right? Oh man, the worst is when you're sitting at the table with my grandmother...here I'll be, struggling to finish my meal and then gran heaps seconds onto my plate without asking. x'D
I'd totally be willing to try a mint/mango milkshake. :D And that's not too weird, you can't beat the taste of real chocolate. When you throw chocolate chips into the brownie batter it is heaven on earth. I am mourning the fact that I forgot to buy a box mix today.

Goodness, that is such a difficult question for me to answer! I love weapons of all kinds...hmmmm...honestly, I would be happy with just about anything for him. I'm not picky at all, and I have a feeling he isn't, either. He just wants something to defend himself with. xD

Hey, that's awesome! I just googled what a kris dagger looks like, and I'm impressed. It kind of resembles the one I bought my dad for Christmas! (It was Skyrim themed...as I've said, the man loves his video games). Loving the idea of the blue tint, too. :D

A Land of Wonder and Nightmare

The fourth nickname had been one too many. "Touchy." Ghent tsked, then sighed dramatically as if he'd been wronged. "That was a compliment! Here on Earth, Merida is a popular archer. You should be thanking me."
The description of the other survivors was somewhat vague, yet unsettling all the same. He fell serious, taking this information of this into consideration for the days ahead.
"Should have expected as much. That's rough..." Ghent wondered how many family members -- if any -- he had in that situation. His mother could have been one of the ones forced underground. As it was, he wondered if she would have been better off dead along with Elayra's mother. Uncomfortable with the thought of it, he hastily pushed the idea aside.
After a moment's silence, Ghent lifted his head. "With odds like those, I take it that Elayra," he pronounced the name with the same enunciation as she had. "Doesn't have herself a prince back home, then." With that, he tossed his empty cup into the bag and cast her a smug, teasing smirk. "Looks like I've got a good chance at winning your heart, then, huh?" Ghent couldn't seem to help himself; he hadn't any siblings of his own to tease, and Elayra's stoic, yet temperamental mannerisms made her the ideal target.

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I do too, really. I must admit I love watching characters suffer...it sounds so horrible, doesn't it? xD

I think I need to start keeping a list of Ghent's nicknames for Elayra. So far we've got Blondie, Princess, Ella, Merida...kind of makes me wonder if he remembers her real name.

Agh! I've had that problem lately. I swear my stomach has shrunk or something...I've been forcing myself to eat more, lately, though. Got a bit tired of the "don't you eat??" comments! Grilled chicken sounds wonderful right about now...I seriously need a Subway within walking distance.

Strawberry or mango sounds delicious! I've never had either flavor, but I can imagine. Don't like chocolate flavors, huh? That is definitely rare -- most everyone I know is obsessed with chocolate. Depending on what it is, I can take it or leave it. I think my favorite chocolate-y treat is brownies, though.

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"Well, this one doesn't." Ghent wasn't going to budge. Sure, Drust and Elayra were knowledgeable when it came to Wonderland, but Earth was his turf. "Trust me, if magic existed, someone would've found it by now," using his pointer finger, he poked the raised bumps of the cup lid inwards. This was always satisfying. "We're really advanced."
Even as Elayra pointed out that they wouldn't have had a portal, Ghent narrowed his eyes, taking another bite of his burger. "You put the portal there, you brought the magic here. Earth didn't have it until you came." There was absolutely no proof or sound logic in this, he simply wanted to sound all-knowing when it came to the world he'd grew up on.
"Sorcery doesn't work here. If it did, I'm pretty sure I would have sensed it. It is my birthright, after all."
Elayra was soon to prove her point. When she held out a hand, Ghent looked to it, confused. "What are you..." Before he might finish the question, Elayra uttered a word he didn't recognize. The sight of the flame appearing from nothing was incredible; he was too awestruck to upset.
"Whoa! How did you do that?!" No matter how much he'd been told about magic beforehand, the proof of magic existing amazed him. This something straight out of a video game or a movie, but it was real. Henry would have freaked.
"I do have a weapon for you."
"Hey, really?" Maybe Drust wasn't so bad after all. "What is it?" Ghent was ready to start guessing until Elayra spoke up.
“I’m sure we could find something for you to shoot at. If you can draw back the bow.”
Ghent scowled lightly, realizing he'd said too much. He hadn't much to boast on, so the things he bragged about were either over-exaggerated or partly true. "Oh, and I take it you're already skilled with a bow?" He was in too deep, he couldn't back down now. "We'll see who's the better shot there, Merida. I've got 20/20 vision."
Without bothering to explain Elayra's latest nickname, Ghent took a sip of milkshake through the straw.
"Dunno if you already mentioned this...but are we really the only survivors? Aren't there any other humans that haven't been captured or hit with the Curse?"

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That is part of what makes him such an interesting and thrilling character. :D I never know what to expect next from him! Ghent better learn to be on his best behavior. I think seeing Drust snap scared him into being a little less sarcastic...at least for now.

HA! That is hilarious! Yes...I can definitely relate. I have had to quickly close out of my tabs before giving my dad the laptop. I don't want him to think I'm too insane or anything! I just like to see characters suffer sometimes, you know? :P

My sister and I always split one of the $5 footlongs (or...they used to be $5...I am pretty sure they upped the price) and we /always/ get the Italian BMT...except, the last time I ate it, I pulled all of the salami...I think next time I will try talking her into getting another flavor, because I think I've finally tired of this one. How about you?

You too, huh?? xD Man, I would love a milkshake right about now! I can't even begin to remember the last time I had one. What's your flavor of choice? Right now, chocolate sounds really good to me.

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"It'll only feel like your brain is freezing. We call that an ice-cream headache; it's a headache when you drink something cold too fast." Ghent was beginning to wish he'd ordered a second round of their frozen desserts. This would no doubt be their last taste of ice-cream for a long, long time.
When the topic turned to magic, Ghent remained uncharacteristically silent, paying careful attention to what was said from both parties. This was a lot to take in, but he wasn't surprised by any of the answers he'd received. Ghent hadn't expected the magic to come easily, he'd anticipated it to be a challenge. The fact that he believed himself capable of possessing this type of power was strange in itself; why was he so willing to believe that magic existed? Though their discussion would have sounded insane to most, Ghent believed them. After seeing the shadowmire up close and personal, he was more apt to believe in the impossible.
"I guess I have a lot to live up to." Ghent wasn't sure how to feel about this being his birthright. The possibility of failure worried him. The stakes were so high, and his experience was nonexistent. Unnerved by Drust's gaze, Ghent turned his attention to Elayra. If her show of skill was any example of Drust's tutoring, he believed himself in good hands.
"I can't promise any miracles...but I'll do my best. I don't want to let you guys down." From what little he'd heard of his father, Ghent could tell that he was a force to be reckoned with, or he'd used to be. Hopefully some of that had passed onto him.
Elayra posed a new question, one that Ghent may have found funny if he was not so burdened with his own thoughts.
"Actually...magic doesn't exist here." Ghent reached up to rub the back of his neck, only to be reminded that he still had the dagger stashed away in his sleeve. "We know of magic, but it's only in stories. It isn't real...no one has powers." Ghent set his cup down so that he might remove the dagger from its hiding place. As he handed the weapon back to Elayra, another question came to mind.
"Do I get a katana or something cool like that? I'm pretty skilled with a bow. I took class once." Considering how many shots it had taken him to hit the target, this was a bit of a stretch. "I know I'm supposed to be the mage of our group, but you can never be too prepared."

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Elayra was pointing out things Ghent never bothered to notice. A takeout cup must have looked incredibly strange to her.
"I guess the cups are supposed to be impractical; once you're finished with your drink, you toss it." He bit into his burger, relieved to find that the meat was still perfectly hot. All that running had paid off.
"Nah, there's no swine in this. Only cow. They call it a hamburger because..." Ghent slowed, staring at Elayra in bafflement. Why was it called a hamburger? "Actually...I don't know. Good question."
Following by her example, Ghent removed the lid to his milkshake and stirred the mixture with the straw so that it would be easier to drink. When Elayra took a sip, he watched, amused by her comical reaction.
"It's great, right? Don't drink it too fast -- you'll feel your brain freeze."
When Drust spoke up, Ghent felt his heart sink. For a while, he'd managed to forget their next destination. Wonderland was something he wished they didn't have to discuss; the more he learned, the worse the place sounded.
"Well...I do have a few questions." Ghent's eyes were on his milkshake until he forced himself to make eye contact with the man. He wasn't going to go back on his word, but there was plenty of doubt lingering in his mind.
"What if I can't get the magic to work?" This concerned Ghent the most. If he couldn't use magic, he would be almost completely useless to them. Plenty were counting on him, including his own father. It was a lot of pressure to be under so early on.
"Is there some old, wise magic mentor in Wonderland for me or something?" Skilled as his comrades were, Ghent doubted they would be able to help him much when it came to accessing his hidden abilities.
"Let's say I do find it...how am I supposed to keep magic under control? Are we talking like...elemental magic, or crazy voodoo type stuff? I don't want to kill myself or anyone else by accident, you know?"

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

Sweet, sorry about the delay!
Trying to figure out when and if I should bring in my OC. The only use I can think for him now is to help get them to the mountain or something. xP

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

Saeril's presence had a calming effect on Kili. With her nearby, he felt safe and protected. Her touch was always so gentle and kind -- so akin to Dís.
"You've done so much for us," worn out, Kili's words slurred slightly, his eyelids growing heavier by the second. Sleep sounded so good right now.

The dinnerware clattered dangerously on the nearby table as the house rumbled.
"What was that?" Kili looked to his godmother in concern, then to his brother.
Bard had entered by then, and both his daughters ran to him, both relieved yet troubled to see him.
"Da? What's happened?" Tilda grabbed onto his sleeve, and Sigrid put a hand to her sister's shoulder to calm her. "Are you alright?"