Forbidden Truce ~ Chapter One Bloodied Families

[The Skarzs]

OOC: When is night time?

[rachel25]

OOC: Pretty soon I guess.

[Cornflower MM]

OOC: Forget nighttime; Where's Faiy?

[Faiyloe]

OOC: I'm right here... Ok lets see Why don't we time jump. Donavin and most of his men are now back and it is almost sun set. How is that.

[The Skarzs]

OOC: Perfect.

BIC: Zuzucath looked at the sky. "Soon, soon, yesss. . ." he consoled himself. He looked over at the vast array of weapons he had accumulated. Picking up a spiked mace, he licked one of the sharp spikes. "Make 'em all die!"

[Cornflower MM]

OOC:L Great! So, um, should Arya still be locked in the gatehouse?

[The Skarzs]

OOC: Zuzucath shall come around, come around, come around, and knock on the gatehouse door, die die die die die die. . . . (Imagine that with the 'Wheels on the Bus' tune.

[Faiyloe]

OOC: @ Corn Presumably yes.

BIC: Garvina paced back and forth she was growing restless there was nothing to do and she felt trapped she need fresh air so she went over to the window and opened it a breeze came thew the bars and she took a deep breath.  

[Cornflower MM]

OOC: Did you say Wheel On The Bus?!?!?! If you mention that infuriating, stupid, annoying, utterly CRAZY song again, I will make Zuzucath look sane compared to you. Do you understand? @Faiy: We tried to post at the same time! Anywho, alright!

[rachel25]

OOC: THE WHEELS ON THE BUS GO ROUND, AND ROUND! ROUND, AND ROUND! THE WHEELS ON THE BUS GO ROUND, AND ROUND! ALL DAY LONGGGGGGG! 

BIC: Donavin lay in his king sized bed, staring at the ceiling. He was finding it hard to sleep, his whole leg had gone numb, and he felt sick. He rolled onto his side, and stared at the wall.
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Adlais was also having trouble sleeping, mainly because he really wanted to know what happened next in his book, but there was also something else bugging him. He didn't know what, but there was.
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Orvil was also in bed, fast asleep, his wife Violet was beside him. Orvil was trying to get all the sleep he could, he would up early tomorrow, starting his journey to Castle Sydd.

[Faiyloe]

Garvina went back over to the bed and lay down. Even though her physical health was improving she was finding it exceedingly hard to think straight. 

[Cornflower MM]

OOC: Physical and straight. Sorry, don't mean to nag.
@Rachy: Do I ned to chase you with a red hoty tea kettle? I will!

BIC: Arya was pacing back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. IT was eighteen steps to the door, eighteen back, then ten steps from side to side. She paced them both. Right now she was counting the diagonal, which was turning out to be twenty. How long were they going to imprision her here?

[The Skarzs]

OOC: Zuzucath shall begin.

BIC: The crazy weasel ran quietly through the trees, hissing through his teeth as he breathed. He reached the walls of the otter castle for his first raid; tomorrow he would go to the squirrels' place. Clambering up a tree that grew near the wall, he sprang from a limb to barely catch the wall top and haul himself up. When he was up, he crouched down, looking around for guards. "Come to me, yesss. I will make you die much. . ."

[Cornflower MM]

Arya was now estimated how steps she'd taken pacing. She was thinking mabe one hundred and twenty one.

[rachel25]

OOC: Ooooo, me like tea!  Dunking a biscuit into a cup of tea is the best thing ever, after hot chocolate with marshmallows, and cream in it!  Also, Corn, what's your other character, Bryony, doing? Surly she must be freaking out that her sister isn't back yet. And I guess my guys would have sent two of Garvina's squirrels back to their own castle by now.

BIC: Donavin couldn't take it anymore, the silence, and pain was too much. It made him feel like he was in an infirmary, and he hated infirmaries, with a passion.
He sat up in bed, and then got out of bed, even though he had been told not to. He snuck out of his room, feeling dizzy, and his leg throbbing. He walked all the way down the hall until he came to the big window at the end. There was a chair sitting at a table in the corner, by the window, and Donavin pulled the chair over so he could look out the window. He liked this window, ever since he was a child, he had liked this window. And the view looking out over the forest just completed the picture.