Tetra
Legend Chaser
- Pronoun
- she/her
They're not real. It was what Koa kept telling himself every time he saw the pair of eyes in the shadows, or an all too familiar crumbling temple ruin Or fragments of red chains. Brisa had held out down here for who knows how long, he could handle a few more minutes.
For Odette. He couldn't bear the idea of her coming out alone, of her secrets spilled against her will and no friendly face at the end. So he forced himself to stay alert and ignore the flickers at the edge of his vision and the familiar shapes in the walls. And to block out the whispers.
"Monster."
Having Archie at least made it better, even if he wasn't in a conversational mood. However much time passed, he lost track.
A voice jarred him from his swirl of thoughts and he turned, his ears perking up. Another dungeon whisper or...? Footeps grew louder and he rose to his feet just as he spotted a familiar glimpse of pink and dark jaws. Warm relief spread through him. She's okay.
"Odette!" he rushed towards her, catching himself and stopping short. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't think of what. Hugging her would be too weird. "I'm glad to see you made it." He nodded in greeting to Kimiko. It's finally over.
If he never saw the inside of this dungeon again, it would be too soon.
Koa took another spoon of his ice cream, savoring the rich flavor, focusing on enjoying his treat and pushing down the tide of dark thoughts gnawing at his chest. They'd found Brisa and made it out okay. They'd succeeded. That was all that mattered.
After he'd filled in Kimiko and Odette, they'd all left the comb fairly quickly, and checked in with the rest of the team. He'd smiled (not too much) and made a joke (without laughing too hard), to make sure he seemed appropriately uneasy but not too bothered by what had happened. As soon as everything was settled, he'd slipped away from the team, desperate to find somewhere quiet. He'd ended up some time later at Little Scriven, where he'd stumbled upon the little ice cream parlor. A perfect escape.And with any luck, a spot where he wouldn't run into any other Wayfarers.
He'd come to this world to have a chance to do some good, and put his worlds problems behind him and he was determined to do that. With considerable effort, he took another bite of his ice cream and savored the flavor.
For Odette. He couldn't bear the idea of her coming out alone, of her secrets spilled against her will and no friendly face at the end. So he forced himself to stay alert and ignore the flickers at the edge of his vision and the familiar shapes in the walls. And to block out the whispers.
"Monster."
Having Archie at least made it better, even if he wasn't in a conversational mood. However much time passed, he lost track.
A voice jarred him from his swirl of thoughts and he turned, his ears perking up. Another dungeon whisper or...? Footeps grew louder and he rose to his feet just as he spotted a familiar glimpse of pink and dark jaws. Warm relief spread through him. She's okay.
"Odette!" he rushed towards her, catching himself and stopping short. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't think of what. Hugging her would be too weird. "I'm glad to see you made it." He nodded in greeting to Kimiko. It's finally over.
If he never saw the inside of this dungeon again, it would be too soon.
Koa took another spoon of his ice cream, savoring the rich flavor, focusing on enjoying his treat and pushing down the tide of dark thoughts gnawing at his chest. They'd found Brisa and made it out okay. They'd succeeded. That was all that mattered.
After he'd filled in Kimiko and Odette, they'd all left the comb fairly quickly, and checked in with the rest of the team. He'd smiled (not too much) and made a joke (without laughing too hard), to make sure he seemed appropriately uneasy but not too bothered by what had happened. As soon as everything was settled, he'd slipped away from the team, desperate to find somewhere quiet. He'd ended up some time later at Little Scriven, where he'd stumbled upon the little ice cream parlor. A perfect escape.
He'd come to this world to have a chance to do some good, and put his worlds problems behind him and he was determined to do that. With considerable effort, he took another bite of his ice cream and savored the flavor.