Torpid Void

Fayre
"Yes, well you're also the only person who isn't preoccupied with more important stuff. Anyways, you've been here a while; have you ever come across any.... hmm, people? Different people?" Fay glanced up at the ceiling. "Well, actually let's forget about those people for right now. Anyways, this kid has a lot of issues, and it makes her pretty vulnerable. She also is in no physical shape to be out and about, being a kid and all."

Silvestre
"Actually, being a kid doesn't make you incapable of being out and about. But anyways, go on. If it's really that important I don't think a long speech will help her any." 

Fayre
"Well, that's true. Except she isn't as fast and capable of getting away from authority as you are. Okay, leaving the speech behind, uhm.... I'm not sure what info I can really give out? But generally I think it shouldn't be hard to figure out who she is."

Silvestre
"That was very much not helpful." He stood and brushed himself off. "Am I allowed to know where I should look for her?" 

Fayre
"I know, it sucks." Fay sighed again, although it sounded like it was from annoyance more than anything. "Well, she headed it the northern direction."

Silvestre
"Wow, I suddenly know exactly where to start." Silvestre paused. "So she was in this house, yes? Was she the voice from down the hall? That at least gives me an idea of what to do." 

Fayre
"I can't say yes or no, but I can say Du hast Recht." Fay made a string of darkness and started playing with it again.

Silvestre
He groaned and started down the hall. "Well, if nobody's here then I'm right." Silvestre checked all the rooms in the hall, finding them all to be empty. In the one there was an empty window, and the bed looked like someone had slept in it. He grinned, congratulating himself on his "very fine detective skills," and climbed out the window. 

Fayre
"Okay I literally just said he was right. Does no one speak German around here?" Fay muttered to herself, closing her eyes tiredly.

Harper
It wasn't long before she was getting chased by some people again, which apparently she had forgotten was a thing. She managed to keep them off her trail for a while, but they always seemed to know where she was. The worst part was that she was getting weaker and weaker, and her mind was starting to spin rapidly. Before long, she had fallen to her hands and knees, staring at the blurred ground and listening to the voices behind her getting closer.

Last edited on 2019-01-22 at 21:18:50 by Rainy

Mason
 "I- Uh, I don't know," he stammered in response, eyes crazed and distracted. "Harper- I need Harper. Where's-?," He cut himself off as he turned and darted in the direction Silvestre had gone several moments prior, sliding to a stop once he reached Harper's room, grabbing onto the doorframe for support. "Hey, kid, ca-," Mason cut himself off a second time, suddenly realizing that both Harper and Silvestre were absent. He cursed, both in frustration that his only source of healing was missing and in response to the pain from his unwise sprint hitting him all at once. He thought for a moment and then shook his head, sucking in a few quick breaths between waves of pain before taking off back towards Alice, reasoning (if it could even be called that) that, since he hadn't really noticed the pain while running, he might be able to do so continuously. Granted, the chance of him passing out afterward was practically certain, but he could live with that (if he survived, which he doubted he'd do, but his survival wasn't his main priority at that point).
 "Alright, we gotta go, come on," he rapidly informed Alice, not bothering to come to a complete stop as he spoke. He grabbed her arm, using his other hand to open the door and dragging her out with him.

Alice
She winced - she could swear his panicked yanking was THIS close to pulling her arm out of its socket. "Calm it, shortstack, or you're gonna have an aneurysm!" Alice snapped, planting her heels into the ground, heaving the both of them to a stop. "You're no use to her like this, so take a breath and shut up for a second." After a reluctant breath, she continued. "Now, what do you mean, trouble?"

Silvestre
He had landed outside the window and glanced around, making an educated guess on which direction to go based on Fay's vague hints. The sound of footsteps and voices caught his attention and he curiously followed the sound. That was when Silvestre stumbled upon who he assumed to be the girl in question, on the ground, and some people closing in on her. He picked up a pebble and tossed it so that it hit someone on the head, not enough to do any damage other than a mild sting. They spun around and their glare clashed with Silvestre's passive gaze.

Last edited on 2019-01-23 at 15:18:57 by Oswin

Harper
Harper could tell that the people had stopped chasing her, therefore she dragged herself clumsily to her feet, taking off again and almost falling over in the process.

Silvestre
"Sorry, my bad," Silvestre monotoned, turning and walking away, ignoring the angry shouts thrown at him. He weaved through the alleys, circling back around in a roundabout way. He'd seen the girl leave and hoped to intercept her. She didn't seem to be too steady from the glimpse he'd caught. Silvestre had calculated close enough, and spotted her. He grabbed her arm and pulled her into the shadows of an alley. Even though he'd distracted her pursuers temporarily, she was moving slowly and predictably. They weren't far behind. 

Harper
Harper could barely make out where she was much less what was around her, then being pulled by someone made her physically incapable of really doing anything. She fell to the ground after being pulled, but managed to at least get up onto her knees again, coughing from the impact she had with the ground.