OLIVER
To hear someone banging on the door brought flashbacks of the time with Bastien. However, the voice was calm and didn't sound like they were in pain.
Rather than speaking up like a dumbass, Oliver chose to sit a bit away from the door, allowing others to get far closer than him. Silently, he stared at the door, the anticipation building inside his chest.
Wessex, their queen, immediately took charge and walked forward. She started to ask questions, very clever ones...or maybe they were clever? Oliver wasn't sure, he was kind of just rolling with whatever happened. Next, Phoebe made a comment about the shell. Now, Oliver hadn't used the shell because he didn't exactly have any friends over at the Guild, but he did know that it was helpful. As long as the monsters couldn't mimic speech: things would be okay...or well, as okay as it could be when the guild had apparently burnt down.
It was all chaotic and overwhelming. Oliver wanted to trust the oh-so familiar voice, but he had no authority. So, he stood still, watching as Sunjata reached for the door. On the inside, Oliver hoped that everyone was okay, that the fire hadn't hurt or killed anyone.
His worries were lifted as finally, finally the doors were opened.
At the sight of people, Oliver would make sure to see who all he recognized. Fortunately, everyone he knew seemed to be either entering the temple or already in there. It was especially good to first see Remi, the person who he first saw. He even flashed the other man a small smile.
Rather than speaking up like a dumbass, Oliver chose to sit a bit away from the door, allowing others to get far closer than him. Silently, he stared at the door, the anticipation building inside his chest.
Wessex, their queen, immediately took charge and walked forward. She started to ask questions, very clever ones...or maybe they were clever? Oliver wasn't sure, he was kind of just rolling with whatever happened. Next, Phoebe made a comment about the shell. Now, Oliver hadn't used the shell because he didn't exactly have any friends over at the Guild, but he did know that it was helpful. As long as the monsters couldn't mimic speech: things would be okay...or well, as okay as it could be when the guild had apparently burnt down.
It was all chaotic and overwhelming. Oliver wanted to trust the oh-so familiar voice, but he had no authority. So, he stood still, watching as Sunjata reached for the door. On the inside, Oliver hoped that everyone was okay, that the fire hadn't hurt or killed anyone.
His worries were lifted as finally, finally the doors were opened.
At the sight of people, Oliver would make sure to see who all he recognized. Fortunately, everyone he knew seemed to be either entering the temple or already in there. It was especially good to first see Remi, the person who he first saw. He even flashed the other man a small smile.
i saw that my life
was a vast glowing empty page
and i could do anything i wanted
