Ashir sighed and pushed Sora into a bed, while he laid down a blanket and pillow on the floor. "It'll probably be raining all night, that's for sure, a few hours." He took off his boots to reveal he gray socks. He took off his coat, folded it to the side(putting his glasses on top of it), and passed out as soon as his head hit the pillow.
Ashir's tense form did not budge from the thunder. He only picked up Sora with his father's strength(which he was thankful for) and carried him to a creepy building. It looked more like a hotel for The World That Never Was, so he just took a pass to any room and headed in, locking the door behind him. "Here, you'll be safe, and away from the others in case these changes are dangerous."
ooc: Oh Lord... bic: "I know you weren't poisioned, I'm not an idiot like my real dad..." Ashir slightly grumbled at that. "But still, we can't go back to the tent with you being like that, you're going to have to find a place to hide." After a brief flash of lightning and the loud boom of thunder, it started to pour. Ashir cursed colorfully and loudly because of that... someone should wash his mouth with soap.
"Cuz!" Ashir whined. "Why did you accept her drinks?! It could have been deadly poison!" He poked the fangs, unsure. "How to fix..." he mused.
Ashir watched the woman, putting the milk in a vial. He chanted silently again, and the wind fiercely attacked the stand as Ashir ran after Sora.
"Mom said I shouldn't drink milk..." Ashir eyed the woman with a masked glare. "... Especially from strangers." He looked very tense.
Ashir followed Sora, chanting to the wind to lightly blow. 'I don't like this woman...'
ooc: Oh you still can xD Watch bic: Ashir laughed at Sora's reaction to the wind. "Watch this, cousin!" he smirked and said a chant, very quietly. "Wind, wind, I call I may, please please don't blow today!" After a few moments, the winds eased to a stop. Ashir beamed at his accomplishment.
Ashir looked around, chanting something in his head. "I wonder..." he mused. The wind suddenly started to blow fierce.
Ashir noticed the clouds, but dismissed them. He smiled at Sora. "Just some rain, we'll be perfectly alright." He held Sora's hand and led him back to camp.
Ashir blanked out for a moment, then shook his head. "She's fine. She's a toughie." he gazed off a moment, unsure of what to do.
"The biggest problem is... Who would be so creul as to trap them in here?" Ashir mumbled softly. "Oh, Lord, I hope not CN. Well, at least Sorivile is blind because of his last round." he smirked.
"Well, Ref wants to go against the hosts of the Roar tourney, Sorivile...." He paused. "He's a schizophrenic cannibal, but Becca can help make sure he doesn't eat us." he explained, not sure how to understand everything. "Danny is Becca's loved one, and traveled with Mom around Roar, looking for Dad and Becca."
Ashir heaved in air to start explaining. "Mom was willingly forced into a tournament called The City of Roar. She went to fight with Outline for their life and my dad Sean. She lost to Becca and Sorivile, and ended up sticking with David. And Ref here is someone who helped the competitors get there way around. And there were Devourers that take your worst fear and want to eat you." Ashir heaved in some air again, looking at the charms. "I can feel their energy in their charms." his brow furrowed in worry.
Ashir worridly looked at the charms on the necklace. One face was oddly familiar. "Cuz! Look!" he held it up, it was similar to Karl, but quite different. "This is Ref! He was the Referee when Mom was in Roar!" He pointed to another, a gray haired individual with a fang. "Sorivile." A blond with blue eyes. "Becca." and an outline circle of a face. "Outline." and finally a brown haired boy with glasses." Danny! These are all people mom had met in Roar! She may have lost, but still, look!" He was very scared.
"I can stay awake!" Ashir grumbled, looking back at the merchant again. "Pay the poor please?" the hoarse she-merchant pleaded. Ashir sighed and picked out two bags and a wallet. "Munny, Galleons/sickles/knuts, or dollars?" "A hundred and fifty two munny, two galleons, and a dollar and fourty cents." the merchant croaked. "Alright, alright." He paid the merchant, and he had set eyes on a necklace with various charms of people's faces. His eyes widened as he paid the merchant for it. The merchant gave a sharp-toothy grin and vanished. He put on the necklace, worried.
Ahir smiled, quite content with himself. He yawned, rubbing his tired eyes; he grumbled darkly to that.
ooc: Wasn't it Kah-ren-oh? o_O; bic: Ashir nodded. "My mom read that her birthstone meant protection. So um..." He slightly blushed an almost invisible shade of pink.
Ashir picked up a turqiuose anklet, handing it to Sora. "For protection." he smiled.
ooc: Sorry I was on for a blip and didn't do anything. I was tired @w@; BIC: Ashir watched Asuki go, then looked back up to Sora. "You and mom have the same problem, you worry too much." He faintly smiled, and looked around. He noticed someone sitting in the shadows, holding out a little box. "Buy some gems ad jewels." the female hoarsely croaked. The scent of the person was awfully familiar, but Ashir didn't recognize it.
