Fantasy Sound Off

[amended]

Damien gets up from his seat,


"I think I should go find them." he says as he tucks his melodica into his jacket, he then walks out the door. He searches for them, but he can barely see anything in the storm, Stewart sits against a building. To be honest, he didn't know what else to do, he simply sat against the building. It didn't take him long to realize how stupid that decision was and to actually find shelter.


He walks around the building, eventually finding a door, he tries to open it but to no avail,


"Hello?!" He yells over the roaring storm, he didn't even know where he was anymore, he hits the door.

 

[ThatGuyWithSouvlaki]

"Uh, you fooling no one, this place is in no state to receive guest. God what you must think of me! I keep things cleaner i swear."She said picking up things from the floor and taking them inside to a back room. She exited the room carrying a first aid kit and containers of water."Here so i can make up for my poor home, thought i doubt there is much."She placed the items next to the two before noticing the door knock."Christ, more guest fate is out to get me...Friend of yours?"

 

[The One Eyed Bandit]

"Not that I'm aware of" Not being to keen to be caught off guard by some intrepid marauder Elizabeth turned her attention to the door, readying her weapon as she did so.

 

[kjsprk]

Nex heard the knock on the door and grabbed a dagger but kept his leg in a safe and comfortable spot. If dager did exist on the other side of the door, he would be ready to spring into action at a moments notice.


(((Was not getting notifications again. :c

 

[ThatGuyWithSouvlaki]

She found some of her knives and took one in her hand before moving the barrier away from the door. She placed a hand at the door handle and looked at the others making sure they were ready. Once satisfied that they were she opened the door quickly, grabbing the outsiders arm and pulling him in. She closed the door immediately and barred it before turning herself and knife at the new arrival.

 

[amended]

Damien stumbles in with a yell,


"AGH" He regains his balance and turns to the lady with the knife,


"Well, this is quite the pickle." He doesn't even laugh at his own remark.

 

[ThatGuyWithSouvlaki]

"Oh, its you angel. Dear, dear, dear. I am sorry."She said lowering the knife."I seem i can't shake of this hosting curse."