[ THE CO-ED WASHROOM ] HERE BE HORSEMEN TERRITORY pg 10!

[demon_pachabel]

Straight face.


"Because I'm man enough to compensate for the three of them being ghouls." he said flatly.









"In truth, that is the name of our race, there are more than just the four of us. Many of our elders are men, and many of our leaders have been men as well. It is really a matter of the face that 'Woman' has 'man' in it, but man does not have 'woman' in it, so Horse 'man' is the all inclusive."  

[LP]

Willow had been listening mostly after her last question though one thing seemed to remain in her mind. "So... can you guys train us how to fight them?"

Her tail flickered as she stood up a little straighter. "I'm not interested in having the soulless one's visions come true." It was the first time she actually mentioned the soulless one her group had ran into, she knew Invictus and Eris would know what she was speaking of. Since they had been the ones to show up and made it run away. To her those were the only ones that mattered, that and she hoped no one else ran into that creature.

Her eyes glanced over to the other members of team venture that were there. She wasn't sure how similar their visions had been, but she remembered Bul mentioning Riley, and her own visions which haunted her at night.  

[Grey Dragon]

Do not throw things... Do not hurt the students, don't hurt them, don't break them... Cymbeline scowled and resisted the urge to bop the silly monster on the head with her scales. If only she could just kill them like on the island... Let them fall again, let them die, let her be done with them forever~

Thankfully the heir of Famine wasn't left to dwell on those dark, destructive thoughts, another student had asked another question. Always chirping, these little birds were. Little frail things, getting on her nerves!

"THAT IS WHY WE ARE HERE IS IT NOT!" Cymbeline shouted, her tone taking on an almost "We didn't squander our precious time while we were trapped in that place, we didn't waste time. We are not like their dumb machines! Stupid, cursed things... We took many of them, trampled them beneath our hooves! THOSE FILTHY ROACHES. NOT EVEN HUMAN. ROACHES."

The ghoul paused, taking a moment to pace before speaking again. It seemed the closer the students got to addressing the island, the more erratic her behavior became. Finally she spoke again in a more even tone. "We learned from them. Not all their dark little secrets, their foul tricks... But knowledge... It can be taught."  

[Zyphiris]

Little by little, the ghoul was losing hope. Everything seemed to chip away at that bit of optimism she had, that they could do something about those hunters. It was bad enough that they had their hands tied by the boogeymen who refused to allow the issue to be blown up. The ghoul thought she could handle what the horsemen were about to say, that they were weak and hopeless and their best bet would be to run away. That the hunters have long held an advantage over them. But that they have infiltrated their ranks and mingled amongst them? That while they could so easily stroll about Amityville, Halloween's people couldn't do the same? And that research was deemed a little useless and that all they could do was fight or run?

Edel had to take extra effort to keeping standing instead of collapsing into the wall or onto Moure. She was feeling indescribably upset.

The ghoul watched on quietly as a few of them continued their discussion on the use of research against the hunters but seeing as to how she knew practically nothing about technology the frost demon kept silent. She would be more than glad to share how it felt like to be the victim of the hunter's technology but that would not help them at all would it?

The talk about Insanity captured her rapt attention. Now that they mentioned it, there were some similarities in the way the horsemen acted and how the monster of Red did. She had attributed Eris' and Cymbeline's bursts of emotions and derrangement to their general status and hatred for the hunters but perhaps it was true that they were suffering from being tainted with this other force. The ghoul couldn't help but feel a little sympathy.

And so it was then, the horsemen would be training them in the art of war, the tag team of high schoolers to become warriors. Edel cast Moure a mildly hopeful look before turning her eyes back on to the horsemen. She would do it, no questions asked.  

[Xaki]

L..Lacie was quite intimidated by the doors when she first approached the co-ed washroom. She did think about turning back as words decorated in bloodstains never boded well for others.

But clutching the post-it note that the horseman had seen fit to stick to Lacie's back, a post-it note that said "CO-ED WASHROOM!" with a picture of a turkey, Lacie had known immediately who it was. Putting aside the fact that Xiu had been invited in a similar way, Lacie remembered her quite well. I-It was that lady from the haunted house with an enormous amount of fear that resembled a turkey with her feathers! But she had posed no danger, Lacie finding herself liking her, and having thus come to the stated meeting place.

It was a surprise to see three others that held the same aura as Aisa, Lacie hiding behind the doors, barely noticed by anybody. Her hands clutched Xiu's dress, having come along with her since she surely would have gotten lost had she tried to come by herself. She was still too new to know the area, and along with the last few events, there had been little time to explore.

When Aisa, the scythe-wielding horseman, signalled for attention, something inside of Lacie guarded immediately at the sight of the pendant. It was undeniably familiar to her, something that was best forgotten but could not be discarded that easily. It scared her to think that these hunters might be disguised as them. Her friend might not be her friend, or the person in the hallway could easily become her enemy. Lacie didn't want to be suspicious of the people that resided in her, she wanted to believe. But at the same time, she couldn't forget that belief could also lead to great injury. Her gloved fingers lightly touched her side, remembering the pain that they had inflicted on her the last time that they had met. She was conflicted.

The mired deception of Red's death, the talk of insanity, the horsemen's erratic behavior, the former Halloweeners that was created into weapons to fight against them.. Lacie felt herself immensely saddened. They were concepts so far beyond her thoughts yet they existed. And they would hurt halloweeners, even result in their death if they were to be so careless.

Questions were asked, answers came forth from the horsemen. Even the last question, not entirely appropriate in it's entity, directed towards Connie wiped Lacie's stare as entirely blank.

They would do all that we could.  

[Trira]

Moure had nodded to those Edel had introduce him to, then took to listening as the horsemen explained things and questions were answered. Things were looking bleaker by the moment, and Moure wasn't sure how they would possible be able to defeat these Hunters before they were all destroyed by them.

Moure noticed Edel's reaction to the horsemen's statements, and reached out to grab her hand gently and give it a little squeeze. He'd be here for her if she needed him. Judging by the expression on Edel's face, she wasn't taking this information too well, which was very much so understandable.

The next statements drew Moure's attention again. This strange force, known as Insanity, could do all that? Turn sentient beings into confused, crazed figures? Perhaps that explained away Red's personality lapses during that final battle. The Insanity had gotten to her.

When Edel looked toward him, Moure gave a firm nod. If Edel was going to fight for their world, Moure was going too. Nothing could stop him from protecting those he cared about.