For Thine Is; Part One

[animusmods]

Characters: anyone outside of the Tower
Setting: outside
Format: any
Summary: You have been transported out of the Tower, and you must return quickly.
Warnings: psychological horror

It's pitch black here, though the ground is made of dirt and the Tower gleaming in the distance provides at least a sign that light exists somewhere. It's completely silent. It feels as if things might jump out at you--but that's probably your imagination.

Comments

timeskip till he comes back?

[bloodyashes]

[Asch watches him go for a few moments, before resuming his circle of the group as a whole. No reason to stop his ground-based headcount, after all.]

no clearly awkward tags into forever (yes)

[notachickenhawk]

[It takes a bit for Tobias to fly back. Flying at night isn't any fun for him at all, and even with his hawk vision it's hard to see the faint shapes moving around. The weird glow their souls give off helps, though.]

[He lets out a brief squawk to let Asch know he's landing, before he touches down near him.]

<About thirty people. Maybe a few more - it's hard to tell in the dark.>

hell yeah

[bloodyashes]

[He looks up at the sound of flapping even before Tobias touches down, keeping his eyes on the bird at all times. When Tobias relays his information, Asch nods once, firmly.]

That's the same as my count, so I'd say it's pretty accurate.

[notachickenhawk]

<I can't see anything up ahead other than the Tower, but it's hard to tell if anything's actually there.>

[He needs to rest before he makes another pass.]

[bloodyashes]

Give it another look when we get closer, then.

[He steps nearer to Tobias, crouching down.]

If you need a shoulder to ride on, just give the word. Otherwise, we should get moving.

[notachickenhawk]

<... Just for a few minutes. My wings are tired.>

[He's used to exercising but this is kind of ridiculous.]

[bloodyashes]

Don't wear yourself out, we might need those wings more later.

[He is offer you a wrist to climb onto, birdfriend. Good thing about those thick gloves.

[notachickenhawk]

[He climbs up, digging in gently.]

<Without thermals it's a pain. Even at night at home it's usually at least a little warm.>

[bloodyashes]

[He has no idea what a thermal is, but ok Tobias.]

This place probably hasn't had any sun since the virus hit it. I'm surprised it's above freezing.

[Also: Glad. Not dying of frostbite is a good thing. He lifts the arm with Tobias towards his shoulder and stands.]