The Survival Of The Zodiac (rp)

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by -Ali-Touched_By_Weeping_Angels, Feb 11, 2015.

  1. Mela grabbed Drake's arm. "Don't hurt him! He's already badly wounded!"
     
  2. Roselle stands up slowly looking at the man. She titls her head at him.
     
  3. Drake: "I'm not going to hurt him, just make sure he hurries with telling us what the hell is going on."
     
  4. Zephyr holds a hand out to the man. "Care for a hand my friend...?"
     
  5. Frankie frowns. "What the hell is going on...?"
     
  6. Mac looked confused.

    Jax: "where did he come from?"
     
  7. The guy looks round, "well you're definitely not my one. I wouldn't touch me if I were you, its too dangerous. Ah Blue, yes she's here." Blue's eyes widen before flicking back to the floor. The guy continues "always guarantee the others to be late. They said they'll be here, so you guys got the psychic paper, its a handy little gadget if you ask me."

    Fae watched wide eyed.
     
  8. Jax: "I'm sorry what?"
     
  9. "Blue... This is what we were waiting for..."
     
  10. "Check the paper, it answers questions you have in your head," the guy replies, waving a hand in explanation. He looks at the group "so no one else randomly appeared like me?"
     
  11. "Not yet Mr. Anyways I'm zephyr."
     
  12. "I know all of you already, I don't need introductions," the guy replies waving a hand dismissively.
     
  13. Mela tilted her head observing him. "Who are you?"
     
  14. The guy smirks "well depends how well you know your zodiac."
     
  15. Frankie touches her necklace gently.

    Roselle looks around. "More people are coming?..."
     
  16. "I'm Sagittarius...adventure and fire."
     
  17. Mac: "Zodiac?"

    A womqn suddenly appeared from the earth , bloody and wounded before she collasped on the ground panting hard.
     
  18. (They don't know they are Guardians yet)
     
  19. The guy pads over to the woman "well, theres ten more of us somewhere," he comments softly.

    Fae watches in amazement.
     
  20. The woman panted hard as she looked up at the man. "We need... to hurry..."