The Forgotten Zodiac

Bun giggled, looking towards Sage. "On the other hand, if I survive, I'm pretty sure I know how to handle a small wound or two. I can't fix a break, but I can handle a sprain." She giggled at them all and stepped nimbly over the door, only to promptly trip on a rock and fall flat on her face. Which was quite a far drop, considering how tall she was.

"Ow, ow, ow..." She whimpered, clutching a now bleeding nose. "Does anyone have any tissues?" She pouted, turning her face away. She knew how sensitive some of her friends were to the sight of blood.

Biting her lip once there was blood involved, Tasumi dropped her head and reached for the small package of travel tissues she decided to stuff I’m her pocket before she left. "'Here, patch yourself up.'" She said, quoting an Olan Rogers film. Even though she told them about Olan Rogers frequently, Tasumi was certain none of her friends would get the reference. "Lucky you. I never carry these things around." She stopped herself there, deciding there was no need for any explanation for why the tissues maaaagically happened to be in her pocket today. They would all be doing their own thing by the time she finished talking anyway.

((Tasumi is NOT repulsed by blood. She just realizes her fascination with it is very unhealthy .))

Normally, Hannah was just as repulsed by blood as Tasumi was, but nosebleeds were different. It was probably due to the fact that she'd had one about every week since the time she was five, but nosebleeds didn't bother her at all. In fact, since she had them so often, she considered herself an expert in knowing how to get them to stop.

"Take one of the tissues, wad it up, and stick it under your top lip," she suggested, "It'll quit in a minute or so. You would not believe how much that trick helps," she said, smiling.

Sage entered the room and turned around, waiting for Bun to be done bleeding and continue sharing her secret adventure rooms with everyone. "What's supposed to be in this room, Bun? I'm not looking, just to make you happy."

((Tasumi wasn't scared of blood.))

Trin watched in horror, her eyes wide to the point of looking positively freaky. Blood had never been her strong suit, especially when it was real and not from a RP. Fake blood, she could handle. Real blood was different. A little cut was fine, but a lot made her stomach flip crazedly. She scooted over and wrapped her arms around Bun's torso, basically making the following face - .n.

((She explained in her OOC?

Also, we all need to agree on whether or not we'll be uploading this to dA.))

Bun was quick to adjust the tissues under her nose, standing up and brushing herself off with her free hand. "I'll be okay," Bun reassured her clingy friend before looking up and around, using her other hand to pinch the bridge of her nose to try and stop the bleeding. She looked towards Sage. "A tunnel, obviously. And down here is something really cool, that thing I want you all to see." It was indeed still a tunnel, though a faint light could be seen up ahead, and wooden support beams were visible on the sides of the tunnel in the dim light.

((I don't mind it on dA. :D))

Tasumi was quiet as before waiting on everyone to move on into the next section of the tunnel BunBun McFunFun was leading them through. She moved closer to Hannah while the others got moving again. "Tag." Tasumi said softly, poking Hannah's shoulder. "I think that makes you it."

((...totally missed that boat. XD))

((And we're posting this? -mental spaz- fine.))

Hannah giggled lightly as she was poked, then smiled at Tasumi. She picked up her pace a bit, then jabbed Trin on the shoulder. "Tag, you're it, I quit, you lose!" she spouted in rapid fire, before darting back to walk beside Tasumi with another laugh.

Sage raised an eyebrow, watching his friends. Moving up to Trin, he tapped her on the shoulder, perfectly content to be it. "I'm it. Also, walking-tag games should never be played. Walking ninja-tag games should always be played."

((We could. I don't really care.))

Trin pouted, then walked over and rapidly poked his forehead a few times, saying "Poke," with each touch. Which ended in "Poke poke poke poke poke poke poke!" She giggled once she was satisfied, then said "I prefer hugs to pokes, but I won't hug Sage because I'm not evil like that." So she hugged the others instead, starting with Tasumi and going through Hannah and then Bun.

"Ah! Tasumi is it again!" Bun exclaimed, darting ahead. Her nose was still bleeding, but that didn't stop her from running -- right into a rock wall. Bun was exceptionally clumsy, apparently. "Ouch," She muttered, looking around. She had reached the end of the hallway, and she could see the faint light up ahead, shining on the otherwise dark cave. "Hey, it's right up ahead. This way, guys!" She hopped once or twice, frowning at her slow friends while the flow of blood from her nose finally started dwindling to a stop. "Come on, slowpokes!"

Tasumi sighed, reached out and poked Bun shoulder before she could move too far ahead, then slowed her walking pace a bit. She bit her lip though when Bun smacked into the wall in front of her. She moved forward after Bun and was quick to help her up. She smiled a little a how good Bun was at randomly popping back up after what had to be somewhat painful. "How many time's you gonna say that to the people who are literally right behind you, Bun?" She said with a light laugh in her voice, smirking a little bit.

"We're coming!" Hannah called. "What do you think we're doing, admiring the view?" she asked, guesturing to the dark tunnel around them. She walked over to stand near Sage, then asked. "Hey, what's ninja-tag?"

((Sage, I almost literally called you Perce that time. XD))

((If we weren't all going by our screen names, I wouldn't mind having his real name be Percival. You can all pretend it's my real name.))

"You mean that's not why we're here? I love the many shades of darkness. It's an incredibly awesome setup, you see." The sarcasm in Sage's voice was evident. He walked up and slapped Hannah on the palm. "You're it. Touch someone else's palm to make them it."

Trin shoved her hands into her pockets, smiling at them and saying "I'm THE ninja. I INVENTED this game, not really." She trotted along, humming and shifting from side to side, almost like dancing. "IIIIIIIIIIIIIII like pizza," she sang out, grinning.

((Except, I'm a lot more hesitant to post this on dA if we're using our real names (with the exception of Hannah, who does so anyways). oxo))

"Tasumi doesn't like pizza," Bun nudged the girl, grinning a bit. "But that's okay. We're still friends and that's what matters." She pressed on, marching through the tunnel, which got brighter as they walked towards the glowing. Bun stopped at the source, right at the dead-end of this tunnel; it was a lumpy thing, hidden underneath a tarp, which did little to nothing to hide the bright blue glow. "It's magical, you see? I've never seen anything like this. It's like a giant glowstick! Only more pointy."

She reached out with her free hand and tugged the tarp off, revealing the large glowing stalagmite cluster poking out from the rocks. They hummed ever so slightly, and one had to squint to see the jagged shapes of the crystals through the harsh glowing. "See? Kind of reminds me of Ether shards, Hannah." She giggled, making a reference to their roleplay.

((My real name isn't Percival. I think we should all invent fake real names, because, as much as I like all of you, I don't want to trade that information.))

"Of course. Why would I like something 'normal' people like?" Tasumi said, a grin replacing an exagerated expression of disgust. Finally Bun came to a stop and explained a vague little bit about what it was glowing underneath the tarp. Once that was pulled back, Tasumi tilted her head slightly, curious. "So what's it do?" She asked, taking a step forward as she was unintentionally standing the furthest away from the magical whatever-it-was.

"Yeah? I always pictured Ether shards as purple or green," Hannah responded with a smile at Bun's comment. The paused for a moment, then said, "Have you touched it yet? Maybe one of us should touch it!" She wanted to know what it did, too, and this seemed to be the most straightforeward way of figuring out.

((Fake real names? I'll be Hanna. XDD I know everyone's name, plus now Sage is Perce, so I really don't care what we do. I'm chill, man. XD

I also have a cold, which is my excuse for being so rediculous.))

((You don't know mine. I hope. That would be creepy. Also, real me's answer is to call the police, but, for the sake of the roleplay, fake me will touch it.))

"I'll do it. If I get cancer, I'm dying on your doorstep; and, when I go to heaven, I'm going to tell on you to God." He knelt down and reached out to the crystal, gently attempting to pull it out of the dirt. "Did you put the tarp here, or was that someone else?"

((It should be someone else. Then Michael, Israel, Werr, and maybe Xei can come down and be all "Who're you?!"))