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Sequoia Throne; Did you come here to kill, or did you come here to die?
Topic Started: Sep 21 2010, 08:30 PM (3,034 Views)
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I'm a wizard and that looks fucked up.
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((B141 Saul Fetteralf continued from Extinguishing the Light of the Future))

Trees. Trees. Trees. Trees. Trees. Trees. Trees. Trees. Treestreestreestreestreestreestreestreestreestreestreestreestreestreestreestreestreestreestreestreestreestreestre-

"I hate being lost."

Saul trudged slowly through the forest, his eyes half-lidded and his back slouched. He was tired, frustrated, sore, and even more tired. Sighing, he kicked a dead branch from his path, hands buried deep in the pockets of his cargo pants. In it, he could feel the cracked face of the cheap compass they supplied them. Hours before, he had given up on any navigation, flinging it against a tree trunk. After collecting it, and discovering that he had damaged it, he shoved it into his pocket, and trudged off in a random direction. When you're lost in the woods, you're supposed to walk straight until you reach the edge, right?, he thought, If so, why aren't I at the edge yet? Is this fucking Mirkwood or something?

He kept going, until he came across a tree. It was massive, looking like it had been there for hundreds of years. The huge trunk was more thick than a truck, and longer than a commercial airplane. It was the largest tree Saul had ever seen in his entire life.

And it was laying on it's side.

By the base of the trunk, halfway through it, there was a clean cut. The rest looked as if it gave out, the height of the tree and gravity doing the rest of the work. He looked at the trunk, the split leaving a piece sticking upwards, making the stump resemble a chair. In reality, it looked nothing like it, but the exhaustion may have helped his perception of it. He walked towards it and sat, finally, onto the tree-chair.

Alone in the forest, he felt calm, as if the game never existed. As if the outside world didn't matter. He was in his own world. He was lord of his own realm, and he sat upon his sequoia throne.

He smiled, closing his eyes, and leaned back, a sense of security washing over him.
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His eyes closed, Saul soon found himself dozing, the world around him fading. He barely had any sleep, the fear of the others keeping his mind on edge and his lids open. But now, the exhaustion spread it's tendrils through his head, weighing his eyes shut. Everything was silent, only the soft wind and the distant chirp of a bird.

thumthumthumthumThumthumCRASH!

Saul grumbled to himself, lost in his own world. The neighbor needs to learn to not let his fucking dog play around in the bushes, or it'll get hurt.

Opening his eyes, agitatedly, he looked to the ground, seeing a girl laying on the ground, leaves clinging to her clothes and twigs protruding for me hair. He just stared for a moment, not yet realizing he was still in the forest, on an island, and not in his living room. He blinked, hearing her voice giving a small greeting.

Suddenly, the memories rushing back to him, he jumped from the stump, looking up to the hill nearby, seeing a swath cut through the steep incline's brush. He looked back down to the girl, fitting the evidence together in his head, creating a likely scenario. He took a step closer, offering his hand to help her up. He wasn't sure if he could trust her, but maybe a good impression would sway her towards the whole 'not killing Saul' idea.

Giving a small smile, he replied, "Uh, hi. Want some help?"

Edited by Unknown Kadath, Sep 25 2010, 09:55 PM.
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Saul chuckled nervously, helping her up. She didn't seem all that bad. Honestly, he had never noticed her in school before. He put his hands in his pockets, waiting for her to finish grooming herself.

After introducing herself, he gave her an awkward smile, "Yeah, that's my name. Nice to meet you, Sapphire."

Then, she kept going, trying to explain herself, stumbling over her words and trailing off. He chuckled quietly, until she asked him.

Am I playing? I... I don't think so...

He never really thought about it. His continued survival was important to him, but could he really kill someone? Hell, he's never even held a weapon before. Saul liked to think of himself as peaceful, even if he overreacted sometimes. But could he kill someone? He didn't think so. Or, at least, he didn't want to think so.

Shaking his head, he replied, "No, I'm not playing."

He looked at her, when suddenly a thought crossed. What if she's playing? What if I'm just telling her that I'm an easy target?

He looked into her eyes, a frown pulling the corners of his mouth downward, "Are you playing?"
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Chuckling, Saul nodded, her explanation convincing him. "Yeah," he said, nodding, "I can see why you wouldn't. A little digital pet pooping all over everything sure wouldn't help you in a situation like this."

Hearing her ask him if she knew him, he shrugged, "I wear the school mascot suit at games. That`s probably how you know me."

He looked around carefully, listening closely. Even though she meant no harm, that didn't mean that someone couldn't have followed her here. He heard her shuffling and he looked back to see her drawing her skirt up. "Ah!" he gasped and turned his head away, blushing slightly.

Hearing a small crack, he looked over through the corner of his eye, seeing her extend a piece of chocolate and offer it to him. He shook his head, "Uh, no thanks. I'm good."
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Smiling, Saul watched her take a bite into the chocolate. On an island of death, corruption, and betrayal, and here she is enjoying a chocolate bar. I wish I could be like that. Just content to eating candy, not worrying about what's around every corner, hoping that every step won't walk you straight into an ambush.

Hearing her realization, he came back to reality. That's right. He's the husky. It seemed like a lifetime ago. In all his time on the island, Garry was his only real reminder of home. Of how things were. He remembered the sports shop at the arena. He sighed, remembering the girl behind the counter. He never did get to ask her if she wanted to go to dinner some time. "Yeah..." he responded, "The husky guy. That's me."

He smiled weakly, hoping his silent musing, hoping his face did not betray his thoughts. Then she spoke again. This time, the words carried much more weight and meaning.

Were they going to die?

Logically, there could only be one survivour. The chances of either of them being the last one standing were about 280 to one, give or take a few students. He already heard the names of the deceased. Nobody he knew, other than Cyrille... Right now, they were just the unlucky ones. Back to his thought, even if both of them survived to the end, one would have to kill the other, or they both would die. The odds massively stacked against them, he looked to her and said,

"No way!"

He grinned. He had to be strong. He already lost one person he promised to help. Never again. Never would he let someone down like he let Cyrille down. Like he let Garry down. Never again would he be left behind, his friend's back to him, his voice unheard.
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Listening to her go on, Saul's mask of a smile slowly became genuine, he corners of his mouth tugging upwards. She's safe to be around, that's for sure. Hell, I doubt she could even hurt a fly.

"I dunno if a shelter would be really smart, Sapphire. You remember the fat guy talking about danger zones? If we're caught off guard in one, we're toast. I think moving around would be better, honestly, but I dunno how many more people on the island are as peaceful as us...."

This speech felt familiar. Like similar words were spoken by him. It couldn't have been earlier than yesterday. In fact...

Then, it clicked. It was similar because he said it to Cyrille. He said that caves were a bad idea. That they should have moved. His lip quivered as a rush of raw emotion swept over him. Cyrille... if they had stayed at the cave... maybe she wouldn't have...

It was my fault.

He killed her. Maybe he didn't stab or shoot her, but he may as well have. He got mad at her in the tunnels. She left. That was the last he heard of her or his companions. What if Garry died too? Garry was his best friend. Did he send his best friend to his death too?

"O-oh s-shit..."

Tears, welling up in his eyes, slid down his cheeks, leaving warm wet trails on his skin. "W-we should..." his voice wavered. Who was he to say his opinion? His opinion got someone killed.
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Saul sobbed, his shoulders shaking. Feeling Sapphire's arms wrap around him, he held her closely, her warmth comforting him. Soon, he began to calm down, his breathing becoming more even. He swallowed and let go of her, stepping back. "Sorry..." he began, wiping his eyes, "It's just that announcement earlier... the one with Cyrille in it. I knew her. Not very well, but I was with her for a bit after I woke up. My friend Garry and I were traveling with her and another girl named Miranda. I got mad at Cyrille and I pretty much yelled at her... and then she went off and I lost my group. Next thing I heard was that she was dead."

He sighed, his red rimmed eyes looking at Sapphire. He couldn't bear that happening again. If Garry died, he wouldn't be able to live with himself. They were best friends. Saul never wanted anyone to die, even if he put on a tough face. But, even with all the talk of protecting, could he really bring himself to kill someone? That seemed less and less likely with each passing hour. He frowned, digging into his pocket and pulling out the 8-ball. He stared at the black numeral painted in the white circle. Even if I could kills someone, how could I with this?
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Saul smiled slightly. Escape? Seemed impossible. Even that Danya guy said so. Death seemed to be the only escape on this island. Death, whether you did the dying or not. Only one person would get off the island. Even then, what would happen to the ones who won. Nobody knows what would happen. And if they did escape? What would happen then?

His mind was a jumble. Thoughts crossing through his head. This Danya guy had them in a box. Even if they could get past the troops, the collars would surely be set to detonate once out of the signal's range, if they didn't set them off earlier. He held the collar firmly, but still wary. He didn't want to blow his own head off like an idiot.

"Sounds good," he lied, "how do you propose we escape?"

Saul knew hey had no chance in hell of escaping, but trying would be a hell of a lot better than sitting around, waiting to die.
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Saul blinked. Prying off dead people's collars? Sounded rash and stupid. Not to mention depraved. He didn't know if he would be very comfortable with messing around with dead bodies. Especially if he knew them.

"If we try it through trial and error, won't we just end up fingerless unless we got really lucky?"

Saul was beginning to have doubts about this girl. Was she insane? She may end up getting him killed. Still, he thought, at least she's not trying to murder me right now. That's a plus, right?

His silent inquiry remained unanswered as he looked at her, awaiting her response.
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Saul gave a frown. She was right. This has happened before. Nobody came to rescue the students before, so who would come save them now? He shut his eyelids, pinching the bridge of his nose.

We try it, and probably get killed, or we don't try, and we definitely get killed. There's no way out unless we make a way out. No way off this island unless we do it ourselves. There's people waiting for us back home. I can't stay on this island. We need to try.

"Okay, Sapphire. I'm with you. We'll get these collars off."

Just saying those words gave Saul a rush of confidence. Genuine confidence that he hadn't felt since his first day on the island. Confidence he lost, seeing his friends' backs, walking away from him, destroyed by that girl's name on the announcement.

Saul believed they could do it.
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Saul smiled back, glad he could have made her even a little happy.

He really felt like nothing could go bad. With this girl, they would discover the secret of the collars. The really could get off this island, and expose Danya for the sick, twisted bastard that he was. Saul could feel the streets of St. Paul calling him back.

Besides, he still hasn't asked the girl behind the pro shop's counter to dinner.

He sat with Sapphire, ready to go right away, but accepted the fact that she'd need a few minutes. He smiled and waited for her to finish her chocolate.

((Saul Fetteralf continued in "Can You Hear Me Now?"))
Edited by Unknown Kadath, Nov 21 2010, 10:15 PM.
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