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One Rose Petal Falls - [Action | Accidental Voice]

[One of the newest arrivals finds himself laying face first on the cool forest floor, groaning. His body ached all over, but Dist was sure that came with being shot at by a monstrous replica. One that he himself had unleashed. Ugh, what an idiot he was, to let himself grow so desperate and crazed and release that thing, only to have it kill him in the end. That had broke much more than just a few ribs. ...Well, at least it's not raining.

The white haired man musters up all the strength he has remaining and pushes himself up into a kneeling position. He removes his broken glasses and 'tsks' at them. Useless... The glass was broken. Damn that...that impostor! Dist winces and massages his chest. Most of the pain was fading there, but, oddly, his back hurt the most.

Before inspecting why - he just tacked it on to being dead - he cranes his head up and looks around at the trees around him, scowling.]

Tsk, this isn't exactly what I had envisioned of Hell. Fire and brimstone and all that... Agh, damn this pai--[Dist hisses and recoils his hand quickly as it passes over his shoulder and brushed up against his wings. His eyes widen and a bitter smirk spreads on his lips as he looks over his shoulder and spies his wings.] Well, now. This certainly is a surprise. Someone's idea of a joke, perhaps, if even Hell won't take me.

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[Dist wheels around. That voice didn't sound like it came from the book, but from far too close by for his liking. He calms down a little, once he realizes it's just a young girl, but he's still cautious and...rather self conscious, without a shirt on. He glares, and covers himself with his arms, absently, eying her.]

For all I know, I very well could be. The wings are just a trait associated with heaven, that's all. Also, the voices from this book say clearly that this is neither heaven nor hell, though I'm not entirely convinced, yet.

I see. Do you always pay attention to talking books? They're a bit dangerous where I come from. [And she'll just eye him to see if he's injured becuase he was just talking about pain.]

[Dist frowns, not liking her tone. It sounded much too mocking for his tastes. He stands, a bit wobbly, but he looks all right, just disheveled.] Not if I can help it... Most books where I come from aren't exactly capable of conversation, you see. But books provide information, and I - as a researcher - seek information. Especially when it concerns myself.

[Ah, and that explains why he feels so ... well, grey. She'll just stay right over here by her tree, kthx.]

Oh. Well, then. Make sure you believe everything you hear.

[And he'll make an attempt to leave in the opposite direction. Hopefully he doesn't get himself more lost. Ugh, this kid was kind of annoying. She spoke like a damn puzzle book.]

Not everything can be fact until proven so. Only a fool would believe everything they hear without first seeking the truth.

[Oh...god. She'll just ...edge behind this tree entirely now. Well, he's leaving, so that's not so bad, and she can just avoid him from now on, but...hmm. You're going the wrong way, Dist. :| Peeking out at him warily.]

Does that mean only a fool would choose a direction before knowing where it led?

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[vhchcdhd--THIS KID. If he didn't have a second mind to, he'd probably have backhanded her already. Grinding his teeth together after coming to an abrupt halt, wings flicking out of sheer irritation, Dist twitches and whirls around to storm back over to her, leering.]

Then I suggest you make yourself useful and direct me towards the correct path, little one.

[Nnnnng no stay ba--she'll stumble over the roots of the tree and end up on the ground, glaring balefully now. Stupid adults looming. And being around you feels like swimming in crude oil, so she's going to edge back just a little bit more. Best way of getting rid of you? Ah, yes.]

It's that way. [POINT. Different direction to the one you were heading. Yeah. More now the opposite direction to the village.]

[Dist can't help but smirk. Ho, ho, you better be scared, little girl~ Dist doesn't offer the girl a hand to help her up, and why should he? This child was grating on his last nerve. He sneers down at her, and looks off to where she pointed, nodding.]

All right, then, lead the way.

[Yeah, nice try. Dist's naturally suspicious, so if he's going to get lost, then so are you. Oh, and be quick about it, he's sore all over and wants to get some proper clothes on, thank you very much.]

As you wish. [Getting up now. And wandering idly in the direction she pointed.]

[And he follows, glaring at her back, arms crossed over his bare and bruised chest. Ugh, he hates this. He was inappropriately dressed, flung into some odd world to be experimented on, his back was killing him, and he has to rely on a cheeky little brat to ~~hopefully~~ lead him into town.]

I should hope we're going the right way, for your sake.

[And she'll just sort of hop-skip her way through the forest ahead of him, moving fast for a child. Hope you can keep up, Dist. But she'll sound awfully cheerful.]

What happened to your chest?

[It obvious he has a little difficulty really keeping up with her, especially since he's without any shoes and all those little acorns and twigs hurt damn it, but he keeps pace well enough. Her question makes him blink and frown, looking away and covering his chest with one hand.]

...I was attacked, that's all you need to concern yourself with.

[You poor dear. Well, she'll get a certain amount of distance on him and then slow down so that he can at least see where she's going. This way he doesn't make her skin crawl so much.]

I hope you get better soon, then. I'm sure someone in town will help you with it.

[You know. If they weren't headed for the mountains right about now.]

[Somehow her words do little to move him. He waves them off and follows. He's getting more and more suspicious of the girl, and he's getting tempted to just turn around and leave. Why should he trust this little brat, anyway? It's obvious she isn't leading him to the village. In fact. his voice lowers and his eyes narrow at her tiny figure.]

You know, my dear, I'm not very fond of misbehaved children. Nor am I fond of liars. ...Take me to the village, girl, or you will be severely punished. [How? He doesn't know yet, but he'll surely think of something. Dist's pretty resourceful.]

[Now, that's just not cricket.]

I'm not making you follow me. You can turn right around and go back to being lost if you like. [Injured look.] And I'm not misbehaving. I'm very polite, you know.

Why go back to being lost if I can just as easily get you to direct me? All it should take is a little persuasion. [Leers at her.] Then I do so question your upbringing, child. Now, let's be frank. Direct me in the proper direction, or I will make doubly sure you think twice before deceiving me!

You don't need to. I always think twice before deceiving anyone.

[She is unfazed by your leer. Only not - actually, you're one creepy guy, Dist. Is that the end of the forest up ahead? Pity we're just about to hit the plains, no village in sight. But maybe it's a mountain village, you know?]

Besides, I can't be frank. I'm a little girl.

[Okay, seriously. This kid is pissing him off to no end. She's a mouthy little brat with too much damn lip on her. And why does every little thing she says sound like it's either a huge lie, or laced with enough sarcasm to make Jade Curtis either hang his head in shame or applaud loudly? Dist wasn't exactly in the best of moods to being with, what with being shot at by a monster replica of someone you admired and tried your whole life to ressurrect from the dead, so at her last sentence, he quickly brings up his right hand, intending to strike her.

Easy, Saphir. She's just a child.

He exhales slowly, clenching his teeth, and bringing his hand down at his side, curling his fingers into a tight ball.]

This little girl is grating heavily on my last nerve...

[She does flinch and take a few short steps away at the raised hand - she is a child, when all is said and done, and Dist invokes harsh memories with that action that are barely more than a week old. And though Dist lowered his hand, she still presses the back of hers to her cheek as if he'd followed through, eyes a flat, unsettling green staring at him in the dimness of the forest.

The she turns and breaks the treeline, words so very cheerful.] I wonder what happened to all your other nerves, then. [And pointing up to the mountains now clearly before them:] The village is about halfway up. [Small curve of the lips.] Would you like the elevator?

[Dist feels a pang of guilt when she flinches, he really didn't mean to go that far. He's not a complete brute, and he has a spot spot for children, ~~don't tell anyone~~ considering his childhood wasn't exactly the best portion of his life. When she places her hand to her cheek, his glare visibly lessens and he opens his mouth to actually, maybe, apologize, but Katie just had to be a brat again.

Cue light scoff. He's going to ignore that first bit.] ...Don't you dare get any ideas, you little brat. Next time I won't hesitate.

[He brings up his hand again, and...pushes his hair back behind his ear. A silent gesture saying not to test him.]

[Okay. She won't get any ideas. Any new ones, anyway.]

Very well. No elevator for you, then. But just remember, I did offer. [And she'll stoop to pick up an acorn from the ground, the one furthest from the forest edge, tossing it lightly in one hand.]

I suppose you can go as the acorn flies. [And she lays it flat on her palm, before reaching with her other hand to flick it away in one smooth motion.

Ready for that flying lesson, Dist?]

[Dist watches her with a bored expression on his face, and was just about to say something, until he's very suddenly in the fucking air. He yells as he hurtles toward the mountains, flailing comically. As the mountains come closer into view, he shuts his eyes, bracing for impact...]

[And yet the impact never comes. Dist opens his eyes to find himself somewhere in the mountains, on a ledge high off the ground with little to no routes of immediate escape. Yep, Dist has just succeeded in his first flying lesson, no wings required!

He doesn't seem very happy, though. In fact, we suspect an eruption in t-minus ten seconds.]

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