Random Psychic-thngy rp--EVERYONE INVITED!

[Seven]

"Erm...?" Shivel stands there stupidly. Why was everyone going that way? And more importantly, what was she going to do, once she lost them. Suddenly, she bursts into running after them, waving one arm around. "Hey wait for meeeeeee~~~" she calls after them, eventually catching up.

[Ander]

Arina looks back at Shivel and smiles, extending a hand out to her.

[Seven]

Shivel smiles a little, then puts her hand in hers.

[TheDPgroup]

((and then they all died, no i'm sorry XD ))

[Seven]

((NOes! I don't wanna die! *throws herself at Setaru* SAVE ME!))

[Rojo]

The dark-skinned man starts leading the other three through the undergrowth, moving through the forest with the same air of someone who is going downstairs for a drink in their own home, as if he knows every inch of this forest.

[Ander]

Arina smiles at the girl, a very small smile, mind you, this girl is not used to being nice to anyone, she is more of the outcast because of her magickal powers.

[TheDPgroup]

Teivel quietly follows--though within a few mintes he somehow goes from being right beside The tribal man, to a few feet behind everyone. He Manages to get a good case of ADD every once and again, and stops momentarily to examine a few flowers, before he remembers that he's supposed to be following them. Jogging barely, he catches up quickly with his long legged-strides.

[Rojo]

The man leads them to th hut he left into earlier, which looks humble enough from the outside. But when they step inside, it becomes a place of foul things.

SKeletons and rotting carcases are tied to the walls, and various body parts are layed out on a crude sort of window sill to dry, and then be used for the gods know what. There is a table, where the body of the man the Tribal had dragged off earlier lies, his chest ripped open, one of his eyes missing, as well as a few ribs.

The tribal man passes all these things with little interest. He comes to a bed, where a very very old man lies, completley stark naked, a skull by the side of his bed. He opens his eyes a little and looks at the people in his home.

"Hello," he says "I see you've met my grandson."

[Seven]

As they walk in, Shivel immediately clutches Arina's arm, clearly terrified. What sort of disaster was she getting herself into. She wanted to go home, already.

Only when the man speaks, does she peak out a little from behind Arina, only to see him stark naked and resume hiding and feeling flustered. "Yes...we just have..." she says from behind Arina. This was indeed all very strange to her.

[Ander]

Arina hugs the girl around the shoulders comforting-like, "yes, he came to us in a time of great need. Men were chasing this young girl here"

[Rojo]

The old man waves her words away.
"Never mind that girl, it is you and your tall friend we need...you are beings of magic, so are Garum and I." It was the first time the Tribal's name had been mentioned. He looked up when his name was said, as he thought his grandfather was asking him something, as he could not understand the common tongue.

"Now, me and my grandson are, not necromancers say, but we have strong links with the dead...you see this skull?" He gestures feebly to the skull by his head "this holds the soul of my father, and soon Garum will have a skull containing my soul, and his son or daughter will have one with his, and so on and so forth...but you see, there are problems in the spirit world...there is a great evil gathering there. Soon spirits will cease to exist, and everyone alive will die and everyone dead shall rise and walk the earth, stumbling blindly in search of their souls..."

The old man frowns, seeming to think.
"This is where you and Mr Teivel come in," he chuckles, "and before you ask, my father told me your name. Anyway, I need you and him to find a way to the spirit world. Go there, stop the evil. Keep the world safe. Garum shall guide you."

Then he starts speaking to his grandson rapidly in their own language, then he nods and Garum replies with a nod of his own.

[Ander]

Arina clutches her head at information overload, "Well first of all, you'd have to promise Shivel's safety.... and wait a minute, WHY US?! WHY ME?! and... why HIM?!" She points to the tall man. "He doesn't even like humans!" She looks at him appologetically, "No offence..."

[TheDPgroup]

Upon having entered the seemingly harmless hut, Teivel's eyes widened and his jaw dropped as he let his vision travel to each of corner of the home and over the variously gruesome sights. He felt his back press against the wall behind him and only then did he realize that he had been inching backwards.

Among the possible list of organs he saw what he recognized all too well as a heart, and felt he stomach twist--not from disgust, as it had with the rest of the scenery, but out of a now long-witheld hunger..but he forced his eyes away and breathed deeply as they began to be spoken to.

Teivel stared almost blanky (an oddity from his very expressive self) and listened carefully, digesting all the sudden information being explained. When the old man mentioned their "jobs" Teviel's face fell in a way that said 'you have to be joking..' then he glanced at Arina and he opened his mouth as if to speak, but no sounds came from him.

He resented that statement! He didn't have a problem with humans or any other creatures...so long as they weren't needlessly violent...actually, he even sympathised with humans, even though most of them were judgemental and prejudice, but it was just that that made him sometimes pity their ignorance. It was sad how a race who had moved so far along already, still had what seemed to be a deep-seated gene that made them fear all that they did not understand.

Well, anyway...Teivel swallowed a bit, and turned his attention back to the older male. The Nephilim, had....a problem with being told what to do....and rules...and..not, wandering around freely...yes, he was a free spirit and all that Jazz.

"...Ah...." Teivel's head was bowed, and his looked through his messy white bangs. "I...Don't...want to." Teivel said. it was, honest, unsugar-coated...and childish of him, but he...didn't want to--he wasn't even sure this was even serious. It sounded like a joke, a game his anti-social self didn't want to partake in, and it didn't make sense in his head. over 2000 years alive traveling the earth, and well HE hadn't heard of this turbulance in the spirit world, and he didn't understand what part he would play in anything, the only thing he was ultimately capable of was death as far as he was concerned.

[Seven]

Shivel quietly noted Teivel's indignant look when Arina had hastily made assumptions of him. She said nothing to this, but insteadstepped out a little from behind the two again, to add in her two cents. "I agree with Teivel's decision," she said in a quiet, introvertive tone, her eyes cast to the floor, if only to avoid the other...sights. "And Arina brings up another point--why them? Perhaps you could say that the spirits of your ancestors told you, but that leaves another blank in the puzzle: Why should we trust you?" she said this with the mistrusting tone of someone once betrayed. "For all we know, the problem in the 'spirit world' could have been some ploy you contrived to lead us astray. Perhaps you have reasons to lead us to danger, reasons that we would only be able to see in hindsight. Why--for all we know, you might want the spirit world to collapse, and you would send up your son to guide them to take actions in ignorance that would do such a thing.

"If such a phenomena is occurring, then you should in the very least explain why it is happening, and what your plan is, as compared to telling them to follow your son blindly, not knowing what dangers or tests would lie before them." She hadn't moved her gaze from the floor for a moment, but then, as if suddenly realizing herself, she blinks, and quietly steps back, slightly hidden again, without waiting for an answer.