11-28-2014, 03:15 PM
She was right and he dimmed the light. He wondered at her knowing the name of the creature from the other night. Oni? Before he could ask her how she knew, though, she turned and after a moment indicated they should move on.
He wasn't any kind of tracker but evidently she was. He didn't know what she was seeing that said this was the right way but it must have been something because soon they were looking at a wall with more rents in it.
The only sounds were their footsteps and breathing. With the power in him, he could hear her clearly. There was a hissing quality to it, though that could've been because of her covered mouth. Or maybe her snake obsession was making him read more into it. Come to think of it, though, the way she moved- that strangeness he'd noted- was rather fluid and sinuous.
He smiled to himself and whispered to her as they walked "You musta practiced a lot to get that snakey walk down. You should get some fangs put in."
He couldn't see her face but he was sure there was a scowl there. Hopefully. It made him smile.
Suddenly she stopped and after a moment, "Up ahead."
The smile left his lips and he moved forward slowly, letting the light go. There was a dim light ahead anyway and if he held his own light, he wouldn't be able to do anything else. Instead, he prepared a weave of air, a shield as tall as they were and as wide, ready to throw up.
They inched closer to the light and he could here breathing and sometimes faint grunts. He pulled his gun. The power was good to have but having his weapon in his hand was comforting too. His eyes had adjusted to the light level and he could see the tunnel opening out onto a larger room. Shadows sometimes moved against it. They moved slowly along the sides of the tunnel. He could see writing above the room's opening but it was unreadable, the wall having been rent like the others, though much more violently.
Finally, they were at the entrance on either side. He looked at her, gun and weave at the ready.
With a nod to her, he threw up the shield weave in front of them and they stepped into the room.
He wasn't any kind of tracker but evidently she was. He didn't know what she was seeing that said this was the right way but it must have been something because soon they were looking at a wall with more rents in it.
The only sounds were their footsteps and breathing. With the power in him, he could hear her clearly. There was a hissing quality to it, though that could've been because of her covered mouth. Or maybe her snake obsession was making him read more into it. Come to think of it, though, the way she moved- that strangeness he'd noted- was rather fluid and sinuous.
He smiled to himself and whispered to her as they walked "You musta practiced a lot to get that snakey walk down. You should get some fangs put in."
He couldn't see her face but he was sure there was a scowl there. Hopefully. It made him smile.
Suddenly she stopped and after a moment, "Up ahead."
The smile left his lips and he moved forward slowly, letting the light go. There was a dim light ahead anyway and if he held his own light, he wouldn't be able to do anything else. Instead, he prepared a weave of air, a shield as tall as they were and as wide, ready to throw up.
They inched closer to the light and he could here breathing and sometimes faint grunts. He pulled his gun. The power was good to have but having his weapon in his hand was comforting too. His eyes had adjusted to the light level and he could see the tunnel opening out onto a larger room. Shadows sometimes moved against it. They moved slowly along the sides of the tunnel. He could see writing above the room's opening but it was unreadable, the wall having been rent like the others, though much more violently.
Finally, they were at the entrance on either side. He looked at her, gun and weave at the ready.
With a nod to her, he threw up the shield weave in front of them and they stepped into the room.