07-05-2015, 07:27 PM
Sierra shoved him out of the way and Elias's expression darkened. "I doubt she cares why she's alive,"
he mumbled. The two girls, ever the righteous saviors, gathered the girl up and ushered her away. Sierra sprinted off, and Elias saw first hand how quickly she ran. It explained how she caught up to him so easily. That left Elyse to all-but carry the dripping girl along the riverbank. Even without the power brightening his vision, he could see ice crystals crunching the ends of her hair. That left the dog. It wasn't moving fast. In fact, it wasn't moving much at all. Having huddled down and shaking itself harder than the girl. A swear crossed Elias mind as he grit his teeth and scooped the little ice cube up in his arms. Even through the layers of his coat he sensed how cold the animal was. With it tucked close, getting him soaking wet meanwhile, he followed them back to the fire.
These were a lot of strange coincidences all at one time. He didn't think Jaxen had anything to do with the river, but he was absolutely certain the man was being deceitful. Elias didn't care. So long as it had nothing to do with the river or the reason his uncle was dead, let filthy rich playboys do whatever they wanted. Including naked hikes through the forest. Sierra was an enigma, but likewise he didn't think she had anything to do with the river. Elyse was even more confusing. Shy and timid, she didn't seem the type to be wandering the countryside alone in dangerous weather. That left the girl, a burning boat, and a few drowned sailors.
When they reached the fire, Elias dropped the dog alongside to warm up. No way to know if the thing would live through the ordeal, but there was nothing else he could do for it. He needed to get the girl to talk! Emergency services were already on the way, and there was no way they were going to let him listen in on the interrogation to come. Once she was in police and hospital hands, she was as good as gone. He tried again, attempting to soften his voice as he did. "Come on, tell us what happened. Who started the fire?"
She kept her chin down and stared at nothing. Elias thought he saw a bead of sweat on her brow, but dismissed the thought. It had to be water, although the drips were freezing crystal trails as they ran. He squinted as a bad feeling grew in his stomach.
Then, the shaking of a woman otherwise freezing to death intensified. That was when the screaming began. Elias jumped back as she spasmed out of grasp to the ground. The screaming pierced his eardrums, jabbing his brain. He wanted to run away from it, but he didn't move but step back slowly. Wide-eyes looked to the girls for answers, even to Jaxen. Within seconds she was dead. The overwhelming silence after it was over was deafening.
Jaw dropped, Elias held his hands up, showing off that whatever crazy just happened, it wasn't his fault. Admittedly he grew up in the desert, but he was pretty sure that was an abnormal way for someone to die.
he mumbled. The two girls, ever the righteous saviors, gathered the girl up and ushered her away. Sierra sprinted off, and Elias saw first hand how quickly she ran. It explained how she caught up to him so easily. That left Elyse to all-but carry the dripping girl along the riverbank. Even without the power brightening his vision, he could see ice crystals crunching the ends of her hair. That left the dog. It wasn't moving fast. In fact, it wasn't moving much at all. Having huddled down and shaking itself harder than the girl. A swear crossed Elias mind as he grit his teeth and scooped the little ice cube up in his arms. Even through the layers of his coat he sensed how cold the animal was. With it tucked close, getting him soaking wet meanwhile, he followed them back to the fire.
These were a lot of strange coincidences all at one time. He didn't think Jaxen had anything to do with the river, but he was absolutely certain the man was being deceitful. Elias didn't care. So long as it had nothing to do with the river or the reason his uncle was dead, let filthy rich playboys do whatever they wanted. Including naked hikes through the forest. Sierra was an enigma, but likewise he didn't think she had anything to do with the river. Elyse was even more confusing. Shy and timid, she didn't seem the type to be wandering the countryside alone in dangerous weather. That left the girl, a burning boat, and a few drowned sailors.
When they reached the fire, Elias dropped the dog alongside to warm up. No way to know if the thing would live through the ordeal, but there was nothing else he could do for it. He needed to get the girl to talk! Emergency services were already on the way, and there was no way they were going to let him listen in on the interrogation to come. Once she was in police and hospital hands, she was as good as gone. He tried again, attempting to soften his voice as he did. "Come on, tell us what happened. Who started the fire?"
She kept her chin down and stared at nothing. Elias thought he saw a bead of sweat on her brow, but dismissed the thought. It had to be water, although the drips were freezing crystal trails as they ran. He squinted as a bad feeling grew in his stomach.
Then, the shaking of a woman otherwise freezing to death intensified. That was when the screaming began. Elias jumped back as she spasmed out of grasp to the ground. The screaming pierced his eardrums, jabbing his brain. He wanted to run away from it, but he didn't move but step back slowly. Wide-eyes looked to the girls for answers, even to Jaxen. Within seconds she was dead. The overwhelming silence after it was over was deafening.
Jaw dropped, Elias held his hands up, showing off that whatever crazy just happened, it wasn't his fault. Admittedly he grew up in the desert, but he was pretty sure that was an abnormal way for someone to die.