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negative_feedback) wrote2019-09-16 02:53 pm
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dated: Oct 5/6
It's been over a week, and nothing has happened. Nothing bad, anyway. Her family is getting used to the idea of her strange, uninvited friends crashing with them. So far, everyone's followed the rules, and most of the people who'd followed her here have enough of a grasp on Sign Language to hold and follow silent conversations.
And thanks to her mom, Regan's able to keep people somewhat entertained with board games that won't make a racket.
But it's still weird. Regan still doesn't know how she's here, or how all of her friends are here, too. She's come home, but she remembers Darrow. She didn't think that was supposed to be possible.
And yet here she is, standing off to the side while she watches all of these people that she's grown to love and care for, trying to adapt to this new, silent life. How long will they be here for? Is this forever?
It's time to get more fish, because the incredible excess of mouths to feed means they're going through their food much faster. Some of the people who'd come along are more than capable of fending for themselves, so Dad organizes them into groups, with whoever he decides is trustworthy and smart enough to keep people safe and quiet to lead each one. Regan can tell Marcus is relieved he doesn't have to go.
But she still wants to. There are enough people that she allows herself to get easily lost into one of the groups, and they make their ways out, each going in different directions. It's just smarter that way. The fewer people going through the same sandy path, the less likely they'll be to make a fatal mistake.
At least, that's the plan.
It's nice to get out of the yard for awhile, anyway. Some people have stayed behind to help Mom and Marcus get more sleeping areas set up. If they start to think this is permanent, then they'll probably have to find a way to house everyone. They can't all cramp into one space. That's a surefire way to get killed. But for now, spreading out beds is a good move. People need their privacy, and their space.
She doesn't know how it happens. She doesn't know the cause. But suddenly, people are trying to scatter, trying to hide.
And there's a creature. They move so fast, it's easy to overlook them, but she sees it. She'd recognize those movements anywhere, she thinks. And her body responds in instinct, hands clamping over her mouth and staying stockstill.
[ Another gathering! As before, jump in at any point in the post that you want to. Be one of the hunting/foraging parties that gets attacked by one of the creatures, or stay at home and maybe have an encounter of your own! Tag each other, tag around, utilize the NPC Abbott family as needed. Whichever group you want Regan to be apart of, she will be, because Darrow is MAGIC and reality is what we make of it XD be the reason the creature hears your group, or be part of a group completely unscathed and just have a nice little vacation trip to the waterfall! As before, any questions you have can be directed here, and I'll do my best to answer them! ]
It's been over a week, and nothing has happened. Nothing bad, anyway. Her family is getting used to the idea of her strange, uninvited friends crashing with them. So far, everyone's followed the rules, and most of the people who'd followed her here have enough of a grasp on Sign Language to hold and follow silent conversations.
And thanks to her mom, Regan's able to keep people somewhat entertained with board games that won't make a racket.
But it's still weird. Regan still doesn't know how she's here, or how all of her friends are here, too. She's come home, but she remembers Darrow. She didn't think that was supposed to be possible.
And yet here she is, standing off to the side while she watches all of these people that she's grown to love and care for, trying to adapt to this new, silent life. How long will they be here for? Is this forever?
It's time to get more fish, because the incredible excess of mouths to feed means they're going through their food much faster. Some of the people who'd come along are more than capable of fending for themselves, so Dad organizes them into groups, with whoever he decides is trustworthy and smart enough to keep people safe and quiet to lead each one. Regan can tell Marcus is relieved he doesn't have to go.
But she still wants to. There are enough people that she allows herself to get easily lost into one of the groups, and they make their ways out, each going in different directions. It's just smarter that way. The fewer people going through the same sandy path, the less likely they'll be to make a fatal mistake.
At least, that's the plan.
It's nice to get out of the yard for awhile, anyway. Some people have stayed behind to help Mom and Marcus get more sleeping areas set up. If they start to think this is permanent, then they'll probably have to find a way to house everyone. They can't all cramp into one space. That's a surefire way to get killed. But for now, spreading out beds is a good move. People need their privacy, and their space.
She doesn't know how it happens. She doesn't know the cause. But suddenly, people are trying to scatter, trying to hide.
And there's a creature. They move so fast, it's easy to overlook them, but she sees it. She'd recognize those movements anywhere, she thinks. And her body responds in instinct, hands clamping over her mouth and staying stockstill.
[ Another gathering! As before, jump in at any point in the post that you want to. Be one of the hunting/foraging parties that gets attacked by one of the creatures, or stay at home and maybe have an encounter of your own! Tag each other, tag around, utilize the NPC Abbott family as needed. Whichever group you want Regan to be apart of, she will be, because Darrow is MAGIC and reality is what we make of it XD be the reason the creature hears your group, or be part of a group completely unscathed and just have a nice little vacation trip to the waterfall! As before, any questions you have can be directed here, and I'll do my best to answer them! ]
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As long as we were quiet, we would be okay. We had to be. Nothing could happen to us here.
A fine tremble went through me as the creature passed us by. It wasn't in my nature to just stand quietly by and do nothing, but I reminded myself this wasn't the same as the island. These creatures weren't going to be as easily killed as a pirate and I had to think of them the way I used to think of the Many-Eyed. They were to be avoided at all costs and silence was the only way to do that, so I stood there. I just stood there. I looked at Eddie instead of the creature and when it was gone, slipping quietly into the trees, I reached out with a trembling hand and brushed the tear from his cheek.
Then I blinked and the tears I hadn't realized I was holding back began to slide down my cheeks.
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He didn't trust it. What if it heard? Why were they even out there in this place, when there was something so dangerous and scary lurking around? What kind of idiot was he, thinking it would be fun to go on an adventure in the woods with his friends?
He let out a tiny hiccup of a sound, but despite the terror gripping his throat, the sound was quickly swallowed up the soft flutter of the breeze. They weren't safe, but they weren't going to die. Not then. Not yet.
Wobbling on his feet, Eddie stepped forward, his forehead dropping to Jamie's shoulder as he practically collapsed against his chest.
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I didn't know what we were going to do here. This wasn't our world, it wasn't our home. How could we be expected to live here forever? As I held onto Eddie all my worst fears ran through my head, all the things I never let myself speak.
I didn't want to live here.
When I pulled back slightly, I wiped my face, then nodded back in the direction of where Regan's family lived. With one hand, I mimed walking, a questioning look on my face.