Mutant Academy - RP Game #1

Scarlett drew her dagger and carefully, warily stepped out of the Academy building. She came within two yards of the figure and gave him a threatening stare. "Who are you?" she questioned, trying not to let the figure see that her hands were trembling.

Scarlett scowled. "I liked that dagger!" A dagger of ice grew from her hand. "I see you destroyed the demons, but why? Why have you come?" She pointed her ice dagger at Aizen accusingly. "Have you killed the demons just to cause more trouble for us?"

Scarlett sheathed her ice dagger, but refused to bow towards Aizen. Secretly, she was glad for a companion. Scarlett wasn't sure if she could've negotiated peacefully with Aizen without Wistala. Though she'd never admit it out loud, and didn't seem to be afraid, she was terrified of the strange man. She took a step backward and decided to remain silent until asked to speak.

Wistala's heart pounded in her ears after the encounter. She shakily stepped back from Aizen, keeping her eyes on him. She winced at the movement, as it jarred her still-injured wing, and curled her tail around Scarlett reassuringly. She glared at Aizen. "Most allies try not to hurt the ones they have peace with. Why are you here, and who are you really? Because I'm not quite sure I trust you," Wistala scanned Aizen with calculating eyes, and the tip of her tail twitched angrily.

Scarlett took shaky breaths. He's no ally, she thought, not being able to think of anything else. The ground beneath her frosted and was soon frozen hard as her despair grew. A light snow started to fall. All hope had drained from Scarlett. Aizen had killed the demons, but he was an even bigger threat than the demons had been. She couldn't find the courage or the want to get up. She looked at the sky.If I've ever done anything good, please, just send help. Scarlett wasn't sure who she was trying to communicate with, but she just couldn't take it anymore. If I haven't, fine, just let me die...

Sudden strength suddenly surged through Scarlett. She got to her feet and looked at Aizen. "Uhh, explanation please?"

Wistala felt energy rejuvenate, and felt the arrow disappear into the air. The wound stung for a moment, before passing to a dull throb, and then to nothing. She suddenly felt a little bit more appreciative of this 'Aizen'. She nodded to him, and said, "You are an interesting ally. What has made you come during this time of need?" Wistala stepped forward with a kind voice, with her hand outstretched. "My name is Wistala."