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Ilsa and Takemeawayfromevil
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Ilsa
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Jun 25, 2016 02:17PM
"I don't mind. Honestly, most of it is probably self inflicted or imagined, she said, staring down at her lap. There was the feeling like she wasn't saying everything that was to be heard, but she said no more.
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"Thanks," she said numbly, finishing her half of the quiche. She stood up and stretched. "So... who's hunting us? Who is it we need to avoid?" She zipped his jacket up around her and nestled into its fuzz. For a moment, she felt comfortable, like a tortoise, not worried about anything else.
Jenny sighed. "Okay... So we could stay here in relative safety, yeah? We could be sort of safe. I don't want you in trouble."
Her heart rate quickened. "If people just said to come, people wouldn't be tempted to look," she admonished, running quickly to his side and turning only then. "Another?" She asked, before gaping at the eyes.
Jenny shuddered and stared at the creature. It was horrific, and she couldn't place it's form in the shadows. "No eating him either, she added, her voice rather breathy. "Do we... Fight?"
"What are they?!" She shrieked, running and pedaling her feet. "Sans, what in te world did I get dropped into?!" Jenny gripped his bony hand. She didn't love the feeling, but it was better than being torn to shreds!
Jenny covered her eyes and braced herself. She knew how fast he could be and trusted him. "Hurry. Run. And answer my questions -just later." She held tight. Jenny was so freaked at this point.
Jenny did hold her breath, keeping her eyes closed and shrieking and yelling at all the appropriate moments in the chase. What were they?!
She couldn't help screaming, which was lucky, because the impact would have punched the air from her lungs anyway. She wheezed, clawing for the surface. One hand caught on his shirt and she pulled upwards, dragging Midnight along as well. The current carried them downstream, and she looked up at the creatures, wheezing. Jenny coughed out liquid, messed up mentally. "Why do they hate us so much?!"
((Picture?))She bit her lip. "We're both okay, though, right?" Jenny gulped air greedily. "You're okay... right? Are we gonna..." she started crying. They were both dead, sooner or later.
"Sans, please," she said, but didn't run. She engaged in a FIGHT alongside him. She wasn't going to let anyone kill her friend! Even if it was... kill or be killed.
She was fueled by her desire to save her friend. She didn't really want to kill... but she felt she had to. Defenseless, she rammed a hand into the Soul Eater over Midnight, sending it flying with the pure resolve from her soul It crashed into a wall, but didn't turn to dust. She wasn't determined... she was kind. But she was trying.
She grabbed him and dove back into the riverbank. "Hurry!" she said, then dove down the falls with him. Jenny figured it was their only chance. If she got out alive, she'd still be dead without him.
Jenny shook her head, but she hadn't realized that she'd taken damage in the middle of the fight. She had a long claw scratching down the length of her arm.
She glanced down. "It's not that bad, truly," she said, kicking towards shore.
((His bleeding in game is ketchup. I dunno if he can bleed.))Jenny averted her eyes from his bare bones and wrapped some vines around the sleeve to make it serve as a makeshift bandage. It would have to do.
"Ah. Thanks." She smiled at the skeleton. "You can wear it now. I'm afraid I've ruine your red one."
"It wasn't that ruined. It was nice and warm. Though knowing its red because of bloody ketchup is a little weird." Not that she could be picky, though. Jenny looked up, blinking. "It wasn't that good, was it?" She realized, though, it probably had shielded his spine from being attacked from the front and given form to his ribs so they wouldn't be crushed. "Oh, um... you're welcome."
"And you don't have any," she joked, face flushing. "Okay... so. Are there any good monsters?"
"Grillby? Wonderful names you have down here," she smiled nervously. "So... He might now help us?"
"Okay," she agreed. "How would I start any fights?" She wondered. "I need a disguise."
"All- right," she agreed. "Um... a shape shifter, though...I look human."
She bit her lip. "Yeah, but what are gaster blasters and... how do you use them?"
"And... they're dangerous?" she asked, clearing her throat. "I... don't know how this works. I don't want anyone to die."
"Okay," she nodded. "All right... Let's do the magic on my eye."
She hesitated. "Did it work? I don't feel different." Jenny rubbed at her face and scratched her scalp nervously. She looked down. "I don't feel particularly... monstrous.
She glanced down at herself. He'd just changed her eyes, right? She'd still look human?
She looked up again. "Don't I look the same?"
"Well, what's my disguise?" she wondered, tilting her head. It was superficial, but she hoped it didn't look bad.
"Oh, are you okay?" she asked. "So, I'm like an elf?" she chuckled. All right, I can live with that. But... I still look human, don't I?"
"Oh... so it won't work?" she asked, biting her lower lip. "Well, um... okay." He'd just called her pretty? How would that even work?
She cleared her throat, blushing tremendously. She'd thought the whole idea was to divert attention from her! But a strange hermit shapeshifter might make more sense than a random person appearing from nowhere. "All right," she nodded. "What do you need to do?"
"Uh... Are you sure that's the best idea for a disguise?" she prompted, her own face flushing bright red. She ducked her head below her shoulders. "They won't do anything, right?"
"Um, okay," she said, "This is worse than high school..." She buried her face in her hands. "Okay... um. Let's hurry."
"Okay," she took a deep breath and sighed, taking his hand and holding it tightly. She shuddered.
"It's really, really hot here!" she gasped. The steam shot up everywhere. Jenny's eyes widened and she struggled with the jacket.
She sighed. "A little. We should go now, right?" What if the dogs could smell her?
"Why does this keep sounding worse every second? Just do it. I'm sure it's necessary."
((XD))"Um... I'm okay," she sighed, rather uncomfortable with everything. "All will be okay."
She smiled weakly. "Don't worry. I'll shut up and ignore everyone. I swear, I won't cause trouble." She just wanted it over with now.
She dipped her finger in the bottle. "How much should I use?" She could put it on like perfume, on her neck and wrists, but she didn't know if that was wise.
She rubbed it right under her chin. "So, um... Where to now?" She hoped he didn't like the smell either...
"Well.. food helps us heal. We should go to your friend's first, right?" She rubbed her arms.
She walked, passing him back the bottle. Oh no... She'd probably used way way too much. Jenny bit her lip. "Maybe I could wash some of it off?" she suggested.
"Is it the wise thing to do?" she asked, making sure that it wouldn't mess them up if she did.
"Oh, then I shouldn't, then," she said. "Just... don't go crazy, okay? You look pretty crazy."
"You're super tense," she pointed out. "Is... this affecting you, too? I could rinse it." Maybe they should have used the first bottle...
She rubbed at the spot, trying to weaken the scent. "Um... I think it's smart if I try to get it off." She took off her jacket and wrapped it around her neck, trying to muffle the scent. "Got a scarf?"
She tied it around her neck twice. His brother was going to love that scarf forever... It would get him all the girls. "Any better?"
"Wow... I hope they won't smell me. This place smells way better than my neck, I'm sure." She bit her lip, waiting at the door.
