The Palace of Role Play

Ferran whirled toward Lester when he found he was being spoken to, but his giddy mood shattered quickly when Lester essentially scolded him. Ferran leered at him, half growling, "Who are you, my father?"

That was quickly put into place by a glare from Lorcan, who quite evidently was not pleased with Ferran's behavior after all.

He reiterated, voice a half-growl himself, "Don't do that again."

Ferran didn't dare speak, instead shrinking back a bit toward Levana.

"We'll be going to Zhuqiaomon's temple. It will not be a problem." Lorcan stated, addressing Levana, since it seemed there were no more objections or matters to consider about Levana going with them. "When we get there, you'll tell us about this special information you promised us. Understood?"

"Yes, Sir," Levana said politely, even going so far as to half-bow.

Lorcan glared at her for this, and spurred Devidramon forward, beyond her. It seemed he was ready to move on.

Levana smiled. "Shall we?" She began to follow along behind Lorcan and Devidramon.

Ferran watched her go, then looked to Lester. "Sorry . . ." He glanced, shamed, between him and the girls. "Guess we'd better follow along."

He glanced back at Thunderbirmon, wondering if he could ride on her too.

"Well, with the threat no longer present, I think I'd prefer to save my energy," Thunderbirmon admitted sheepishly. "So if you don't mind, I'd appreciate it if you'd all climb down and walk on your own for a while."

"Phooey," Ferran muttered, but his eyes turned toward Lorcan and Levana, who seemed a strange pair together on the horizon.

After a brief walk, and oblivious to the annoying chatter behind him, Nikolai came upon something that caused him pause, and he held out his free hand to keep the others from walking forward, holding the lantern out as he did so to illuminate the gap that had appeared between their current path and the next stretch of it passed the stream. It wasn't very wide, but the rock walls looked a bit jagged, and there were small stalactites hanging from the ceiling.

"Looks like we're going to need to jump," Nikolai said, setting the lantern down on the ground so it would continue to light up the necessary area. "It looks like about three feet, but the other side is a bit higher, so we might need some leverage . . . I could toss some of you across," he said, gazing at Mila and Laura, then at Koda. He wasn't sure he could throw the bird-man over, but he likely would be able to make the jump himself. The last he looked to was Matthias, who could probably make it too, but Nikolai was a bit unsure with how he'd acted on the previous obstacle.

Dyna was thanking Raphael, although it didn't seem like she was particularly happy about it. He rose a brow beneath his mask, but only briefly. It wasn't worth dwelling on. She'd obviously been speaking with her Sangloupmon. Maybe that had something to do with it.

Icedevimon was curiously quiet as Raphael picked up the agumon's dead body and got a good enough grip on it to hold tight while he flew back. Knowing his partner as he did, Raphael was certain it had to do with knowing his time was nearly at an end.

"We ought to get back so the others can thank us for their meals as well," Raphael said, unsure what to do with Dyna and Sangloupomon's gratitude. "Lead the way," he said, smiling.

Laura came across the stones first. Koda seemed to want to chit chat more than he wanted to cross the stream though, and Nikolai stared at him irritably. Mila came across next, seemingly relieved about something. Nikolai gave her a weird look, but thought little more of it, looking back to the others. Finally Koda was coming cross, and seemed to need his wings for balance. Nikolai winced a bit. The wingspan was wide. He hoped the wings wouldn't get caught on any of the sharp edges of the cavern walls. Even though he didn't like Koda, he didn't wish him harm on their journey.

Now though it was time to stare at Matthias. Dramatics, much? The man was literally jumping from stone to stone, despite them being within easy stepping distance from one another. Nikolai shook his head as Matthias made it across. He wasn't having much faith in those assembled anymore. Thankfully for his attitude, Laura--being the child she was--took to gently teasing the man.

"Are you coming?" Nikolai asked of Elister.

Elister clutched his bag, and stepped nimbly into the stream. At its deepest, it went up to his knees, but the fish-man obviously didn't mind. "Feels good," he remarked as he made it to the other side, and stopped beside Nikolai.

"Glad you enjoyed it, but you need to be careful from here on out."

While Nikolai was his usual stuffy self, Elister chuckled slightly, hearing the talk between Matthias and Laura. "Actually, I had an idea." Elister held out his bag for Nikolai to take, then started to take off the bow and quiver. "If you'll just hold on to these for a while, I could head up stream and see what there is to see. Might be helpful to give a head's up of what's out there. Is that all right?"

Nikolai slung the bag over his shoulder, and held at the bow uneasily. "I don't want us splitting up . . ."

"Just keep going, slowly and steadily, and I should be able to catch up to you. Stop if you come to a branch in the path. Otherwise I'll be fine."

Elister was smiling, and it was intoxicating. "Okay," Nikolai said, swallowing dryly. "Be careful. . . ."

"As always." Elister turned, walked back into the water, and started heading up the incline, slowly sinking deeper into the water as he went.

Nikolai turned back to the ground, and holding the lantern more tightly, headed passed them. "Let's go," he said gruffly, his irritation returning now that Elister was actually gone.

Noah reacted a bit more dramatically than Dakota was expected, pulling a Scooby-Doo move and hiding behind where he was stood. Dakota looked over his shoulder at him, thinking, Oh brother.

Even Vulca had gone to hide, choosing the rhyhorn to scurry behind.

Naturally, Noah wanted to leave, but Abby had a point, the pokemon might decide to follow them anyway; ghosts were stubborn like that. Aleene seemed to share the same worry.

"If we run away, it'll think that it won," Dakota said, gazing back at the misdreavous. He rolled bulbasaur's vines between his hands as he worked them back and forth.

For her part, bulbasaur gazed at up at her human master, a curious--if somewhat perturbed--expression on her face; she really wasn't sure whether or not she liked the feeling of her vines being handled like that.

"Since it's trying to scare us--" Dakota paused, and glanced at Noah again, and in one case succeeded . . . "--maybe we should try and do the same." Dakota squeezed bulbasaur's vines. "I'm not sure how scary bulbasaur can be, but that rhyhorn and cyndaquil could probably make themselves look mean enough to put that wild pokemon in its place."

Dakota smirked. Of course, there was a chance that it would just goad the misdreavous into a battle, but that could be an interesting turn of events in itself.

It doesn't work like that in regard to the space Aether. You only get two gigabytes to start with for dropbox and some people use it for other things besides just the community folder.

Canyou place anything on the carpets you think or do they act like micro blocks?

I'm excited for horses too. there's donkeys and mules and skeletal and zombie ones too.

it's cool the guy from mo creatures Is helping putthem In