Zones (Apocalyptic Roleplay)

((Typo... "To go too far"... If she doesn't want him to notice anything then you might should notice something.... Because I'm trying to get him to find out about her being outcast..))

Spard: Why are you so edgy, and where are you going?

Carissa: I'm fine... And it's none of your business where I'm going... Don't you have somewhere to be!? *her voice is sharp*

((I recommend he goes out of sight then follows her... Just an idea though... Because I know she isn't just gonna roll over... She doesn't give up info like that easily))

Spard: No, actually, I don't. *walks out of sight, but keeps an eye on her*

Carissa: *can no longer see him and doesn't think to use her power to detect his presence... She is in a rush... She slips into what appears to be a shadow on the wall and moves to the back of the cave where a small glimmer of light shines through an opening*

Spard: *follows her stealthily*

Carissa: *climbs into the opening having to crawl through... For most people you would have to get on your belly to make it through.... She emerges with her dagger and throwing knives ready... A nearby woman attacks and she throws a knife killing her... She pulls the knife from the woman and searches her for any weapons before checking the man she nearly killed... He glares at her but knows not to try to kill her this time... She starts down the dimly lit rough natural tunnels that make up the secret outcast tunnels*

Spard: *stays close, not knowing these tunnels*

*suddenly a knife whirrs centimeters to his head from a shadowed ledge*

Carissa: *heard the blade and knows it was not thrown at her... She picks up the pace slightly*

((Mine?))

Spard: *ducks and whirls*

*spard hears a slight cackle of some deranged killer who has not seen anything but this section of tunnel for far too long... The next thing to come flying at him is a sharpened human shoulder blade... It is cut to spin like a throwing star*

Carissa: *darts around a corner and jumps climbing a wall and hanging from the ceiling in the shadows where she can't be seen*

Spard: *dodges, and brings out knife*

*an old weak looking hideous woman peers out at him... Her eyes are pale with consistent darkness and she cackles again* well aren't you a tender meat to sell

Spard: You will not sell me. Do not even try.

*cackles.* oh... I'm sure one of them will get you... I'd rather it be me... *suddenly a knife whips from her hand with shocking accuracy*

Spard: *has surprising reflexes and blocks the knife aimed at his heart*

Woman: *sneers and smiles as if she knows a deadly secret he doesn't... She disappears back into the shadows*

Carissa: *waits*

Spard: *keeps following Carissa*

Carissa: *is on the ceiling where she can't be seen waiting for her pursuer to appear*

Spard: *runs past her*

((She could have easily just ran away, he couldn't possibly know that. That would be out if canon knowledge))

((Okay.))

Carissa: *smiles and follows on the ceiling.... She scurries silently, watching him from the shadows*

Spard: *starts running*

Carissa: *knows it won't take long for him to become lost in the complex tunnels and she knows soon more outcasts will appear and begin to hunt him.... She stays directly above him crawling rapidly across the rock*