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[ Life is tough when you are a brave knight. But the heroic Sir Fiddler is not easily bested by horrific circumstances!! Though an evil villain may have kidnapped him from the safe haven on his bed where his mother tucked him in last night and read him a bedtime story he only despaired for half an hour a brief moment before he was faced for his first foe! Some beast that dwelled deep within the recesses of the extra rooms caves of his prison. It groaned and thumped at the door, scraping at wood--so the brave sir Fiddler did what any hero would do!
He locked it and got the fuck out 8|
But not before dragging p. much all the blankets from his bed with him. BECAUSE IT'S ARMOR. not because he was totally freaked out. Brave knights don't lose their cool.
So now the lone warrior is sort of just...walking through the hall, a portion of the blankets hugged to his chest while the rest trail behind him on the ground. Like a man. A man with manly wet eyes and pursed lips. Who is definitely not sniffling, nope ]
Moooooooom...... Mooooooooooooom.... [ and not calling out for mom either 8|;; ]
[ ooc; THUS ADEL JOINS THE KIDLETS UNTIL NEXT WEDNESDAY. be prepaaaareddddd ]
He locked it and got the fuck out 8|
But not before dragging p. much all the blankets from his bed with him. BECAUSE IT'S ARMOR. not because he was totally freaked out. Brave knights don't lose their cool.
So now the lone warrior is sort of just...walking through the hall, a portion of the blankets hugged to his chest while the rest trail behind him on the ground. Like a man. A man with manly wet eyes and pursed lips. Who is definitely not sniffling, nope ]
Moooooooom...... Mooooooooooooom.... [ and not calling out for mom either 8|;; ]
[ ooc; THUS ADEL JOINS THE KIDLETS UNTIL NEXT WEDNESDAY. be prepaaaareddddd ]
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Well, he's probably just shown up if he's calling for his mom, so... Coil gestures around at the rooms, and then looks back to the kid questioningly? Maybe if he can find out where he came from, he'll at least have a place to start]
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--It's not mine!
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There's a bad monster inside!
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And then secondly-- monster? Well, at least that might lead him to figuring out which room is the boy's. He points questioningly to a random door. In here?]
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definitely not the icon I picked. :\
dksghsk<3
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He points at the door himself. This one, you're sure?]
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[ and then a thumbing and groaning noise can be heard from within sdkjgskdg so Adel jumps and hurries behind coil ]
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Ignoring the kid for a second, he edges closer to the door until he can lean and listen, nearly resting his ear against the door]
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...The boy who really looks a lot like Adel.
Hmm. He's beginning to get the idea that something weird and not good is happening, here. So, he knocks a short little rhythm on the door--the kind that Matt had been able to copy, before.]
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He can't help but wince at the results of that little test. Glancing back at the boy, he waves his hand in a "GO SOMEWHERE" gesture. He can figure out why a midget version of Adel is wandering around later. Right now, he's got to get this zombie somewhere safe.
...Boy, he wishes the tower had let him keep his staff. He's going to just... look around for something of a similar shape or function. Something that can be used as an effective blunt weapon with some reach]
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Coil's basically on his own now though, because Adel's going to beeline it back to Cian's room ;; ]
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So, Coil retrieves the bone spike, gives it a couple of experimental test-swings, wonders what the hell it is, and carries it back with him to the door.
It's not as heavy as he'd like, but it will have to do. Mouthing a quick little prayer, he takes a breath... and opens the door]
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