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Alex then sees the ice grow weaker… “Oh”
He attempts to pull out of the ice, having bit of difficulty, using his knife to chip a bit, then stepping up onto it shakily.
Elijah, however pulls out of the ice easier.
Alex looks to Dakota, giving him a thankful smile.
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Alex sighs, looking down at his arm. He really didn’t want to…but he needed to…that’s got the point across probably. He keeps his sleeve rolled up, shuddering at the scent of the blood rolling down his arm. Dammit, why was this so ironic for him…
“Um…the ice is rising um…could we break it somehow…?” Elijah asks, looking around at everyone.
Alex pauses to think…did her keep his back up knife in the holder on his upper leg, maybe that could ship the ice.
“Hold on, sorry guys this may look a bit weird but…” Alex warns them, pulling up the side of the dress of his skirt a bit, to reveal a small knife in a holder on his thigh, He takes it out, then leans down a bit in attempt to chip the ice around his legs…this may take too long…
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“My feet are cold,” Elijah comments absently, seeming as though he really just was speaking his more basic thoughts.
“All of our feet are cold,” Alex giggles at him a bit, not in a rude way. But his smile fades into a determined look, rolling the sleeve of his dress up more as he slowly and lightly, not very deep at all, carves letters into his skin, biting his lip as he does so
H…E…l…p
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t..r..A..P…P..E..d
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Alex looks to the girl, “Oh um…don’t worry that’s not…it. Velia over there is a genius…it’s best to listen to her, i figured it involved a plan…”
Elijah looks to the girl as well, just now acknowledging the other people in the room. He waves at her slightly, keeping a blank but relaxed face, “Hi.”
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((— Okay but if you want to bring them in, I’m being them you stick to Kayla and Avery—))
“So…what…oh! Is this a way to communicate discretely with someone? I’ll…do you want me maybe to scratch a quick message into my arm?” Alex asks, willing to do whatever.
Elijah stand there frozen like everyone else. But he’s confused and concerned, his previous anger already gone. “Is…it necessary for any of us to hurt ourselves…”
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Elijah Reallises he didn’t step up at all…the ice just…froze below his feet quickly when he tried to step up. So that’s why his feet were so cold…wow he really isn’t the sharpest tool in the shed sometimes is he?
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Elijah looks at the frozen water, stepping up on it, seeming to not freak out anymore, yet still seeming angry. He steps up onto the ice, as does Alex. He looks at Velia a bit surprised.
“Hurt…myself…?” Alex repeats slowly in a questioning tone. He then looks down at his hands. He then remembers something.
He reaches up and pulls a hair pin with a little flower on it and takes it out, taking the sharp end of the now revealed pin, sliding up his sleeve. He trusts Velia, it will bring something out of it.
“Wait what are you-” Elijah starts, then cutting himself off when Alex jabs the pin into his forearm.
Alex winces a bit, pulling it out, his arm now bleeding, “Like that?”
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((I’m gonna make one for the newly added Elijah, just incase))
Name: Elijah Cross
Gender: Male
Age: About physically 16
Species: Human
Looks: Elijah is a bit on the taller side at 5’10 and also quite skinny, almost unhealthily so, despite this he really has a love of food – an odd taste at times. His facial shape is a bit more on the oval side but is a bit rounded, also having scarily smooth skin. Skin tone wise, he’s a bit on the tanned side, but not all too drastically. One other defining feature of his would be is hair, considered to be magnificent and is practically worshiped by a few of his friends. It’s a dark shade of brown, being wild and messy, but also soft and fluffy. It’s quite wavy and seems hard to maintain, perhaps looking as if it could use a small trim, some of the waves falling into his face but he doesn’t seem to care about the constantly messy state of his hair. Elijah also has two differently colored eyes, but it’s not easy to tell at first glance as one is a light brown and the other is a hazel that’s a bit more on the brown side than the green.
Outfit: He wears a black button up short sleeved shirt along with faded grayish black skinny jeans that are a bit baggy on the slender boy. On the skinny jeans there is also a short chain. To finish it off eh simply has bright red converse.
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Alex’s eyes widen a bit. Oh dear, that’s really not good. Was this going to be like the Saw movies? The phrase “Do you want to play a game?” rings in his head and he can practically see the creepy little puppet rolling in on a tricycle now. Although he knows that that’s just a silly idea and he’s somewhat out of it.
Meanwhile Elijah’s looking down, clenching his fist and shaking. Shaking with..with pure and utter anger! Normally he’s so mellow…so…oblivious and he knows this, he’s completely aware and isn’t stupid at all. He just…this strikes a nerve. He doubts any of the others have seen him truly mad or any sort of extreme emotion, he’s a pretty mellow and kinda stoic guy but…he can’t contain it.
“WHAT THE ABSOLUTE FUCK?! WE AREN’T CAGED ANIMAL! THIS GUY HAS SOME FUCKING NERVE AND I WILL BEAT HIS OR HER OR THEIR FACE IN IF I GET MY HANDS ON HIM!” Elijah is full out yelling, his normally kind of slow and a bit airy and relaxed tone has formed into a booming storm of rage.
Alex jumps, his eyes a bit wide as he just stares at Elijah. Well that was…erm…sudden…
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Elijah looks over, “Why am I a duck now?” He tilts his head sounding genuinely curious. Alex giggles a bit at this and playfully punches him.
“No, Elijah, it’s not meant literally. Oh, Samuel! Velia has a translator app on her phone…and if her battery dies I have mine fully charged and off to preserve the battery incase hers died…but it seems she won’t need that really with you here but just incase you may want it for anything, I have it. Just thought I would inform you,” Alex tells him, still smiling despite the situation. However, he was ramble and his voice had a slight shake to it, indicating that he’s anxious and scared as well. Alex looks down at the water…it’s pooling up. Well then…shit.
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Elijah feels around him. God is he laying in water?! He quickly sits up, seeing the familiar short pink haired friend of his, walking over quickly, also spotting Velia, shooting her a look as if to ask if she’s okay.
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Alex looks down at his cupped hands now mostly full of water. It looks clean and fine but…what if…what if it’s not? He looks to Velia to see that she hasn’t had any yet that he knows of. Maybe…
“Velia,” Alex says, not smiling but also not looking sad or angry, simply blank. “I’m going to try the water first to see if it’s okay. If I’m fine, then you drink some too…if I’m not then…don’t drink it. Okay?” He finishes off the “okay”, looking to her with a quick smile before drinking some. It…
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…seems normal. He feels fine. He just stands there silent for what seems to be a few minutes and drinks more, a bit over half of it gone, then waiting a few more minutes. It seems fine. So far that is.
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A tall boy around 5’10 stumbled, his head pounding. He looks to be pretty slender. Overall, he’s on the lanky side. His hair is a dark shade of brown wavy, wild and messy, yet soft and fluffy looking you can’t help but want to feel it, it looks like a struggle to maintain though. Waves of the soft yet wild brunette hair falls into his face, partially covering his eyes, one of which is a light brown and the other a hazel that’s a bit more not the brown side than the green, the difference in eye colors not too obvious at first glance. His skin is a bit of a tanned tone, his face a bit more on the oval side, but also a bit rounded and smooth looking. He wears a button up short sleeved black shirt with dark faded black skinny jeans that are actually a bit baggy around parts of his legs, a chain is on them as well. He then has bright red converse.
All he can currently see is white, and he feels like he’s falling both slowly and quickly at the same time if that’s even possible. He feels himself collapse, his eyes shut. He feels a cold surface below him. Is that…concrete? He opens his eyes and squints, expecting a lot of light…but that’s not what he finds, he find himself staring up at a ceiling that’s also concrete, from which he can tell the room is also dimply lit.
“Elijah?!”
Elijah hears a familiar female sounding British voice, he sits up both surprised and relieved.
“Alex?”
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Alex looks up at the ceiling, shutting his eyes tighty when a large drop of water splashes onto his face. He adjusts his dress, then slides the sleeves up slightly, cupping his tiny hands together and holding them out. He looks to Velia who’s not too far from him.
“You should put your phone in yor pockey and collect some water as well, we do need to drink something,” he states in a soft tone, still smiling.
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Alex smiles and nods, sticking close to Velia just incase, an as a source of comfort as they’re familiar with each other.
“But if both of us are here, then it’s likely that some of the others wl be as well. Maybe Samuel will be here at some time too, and then he can try to see what’s to happen to us and the odds of getting out!” Alex exclaims a bit, then he pauses. Oh…hopefully he hasn’t stuck a nerve by mentioning Samuel…oh dear.
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“Oh…crap,” was all Alex could think to say, he felt more than that though, it was a sinking feeling mixed with his limbs feelings if they were weighted down by rocks.
Hopelessness.
Not to say that he’s never felt it before, he honestly has, but he never really cared t admit when he did. He’s supposed to be the always happy and optimistic one, and if he let himself remain down even on the outside, he knows that for sure nothing could be done at all. Like when he was kidnapped, after being beaten for his retaliation and when he felt like this after he suddenly felt an unexplained and unbearable pain all over until he lost consciousness…yet was still aware of the pain but not his surroundings. But even then he didn’t feel it for too long, and he certainly wasn’t going to let this feeling stay.
“Well someone used magic to bring us here, they must want something with us. Maybe they’ll bring in some of the others and we can all figure something out,” Alex’s smile returns. But then, he takes his phone out of Velia’s hands in an uncharacteristic manner. He then turns it off. “We’re saving the battery on this phone. You should see if you have yours, we should use the batteries sparingly. Mine is full so when your phone dies I’ll turn mine back on, and you can use it then. Okay? Just check around.”