Forest Cave

Forest Cave

The cave is located deep in the Forest, where it's against the rules for students to venture. Old yet surprisingly sturdy, stalagmites are everywhere and the roof is low, so watch your head. Apart from the scuttle of insects here and there, it's silent here.

Roleplay

Emelia and Aaron

Emelia - fifth year vorobyov • rocking it cliqueless -"The first recipe for happiness is: avoid too lengthy meditation on the past."  – 20:47, August 9, 2014 (UTC) She sits in a dark cave corner, quietly trembling and muttering to herself.

Aaron Leppälä — Graduated Boyanova ● the firecracker -"I'm a top shot with a pistol down a hallway, and I can make gunpowder from soap."  – 20:51, August 9, 2014 (UTC) Aaron stumbled through the cave, cursing as he sliced himself on sharp rocks and wondering what had even possessed him to come here.

Emelia - fifth year vorobyov • rocking it cliqueless -"The first recipe for happiness is: avoid too lengthy meditation on the past."  – 21:52, August 9, 2014 (UTC) Emelia hears a voice and curses, but is too deep in her thoughts to really even care. She continues to shake and murmurs "Why?" repeatedly to herself. Nothing but that, just the one word as she tries desperately to navigate through her thoughts.

Aaron Leppälä — Graduated Boyanova ● the firecracker -"I'm a top shot with a pistol down a hallway, and I can make gunpowder from soap."  – 21:55, August 9, 2014 (UTC) He heard the words, and recognised the voice immediately. "Emelia, what are you doing down here? It's like 3a," he called into the darkness as he followed the voice.

Emelia - fifth year vorobyov • rocking it cliqueless -"The first recipe for happiness is: avoid too lengthy meditation on the past."  – 21:58, August 9, 2014 (UTC) Finally noticing it was Aaron, she lifted her head. "It's 3am? Damn," She sighed, wiping her eyes. "I've been here hours, then. La naiba."

Aaron Leppälä — Graduated Boyanova ● the firecracker -"I'm a top shot with a pistol down a hallway, and I can make gunpowder from soap."  – 22:01, August 9, 2014 (UTC) Aaron turned a corner and saw Emelia, curled away in the corner, trembling and pale. "Jesus, are you alright?" he asked, striding over to her and crouching down in front of her. "What's wrong?"

Emelia - fifth year vorobyov • rocking it cliqueless -"The first recipe for happiness is: avoid too lengthy meditation on the past."  – 22:09, August 9, 2014 (UTC) "A lot," she replied quietly, her voice quavering a little, which seemed very un-Emelia. Anyone could believe that it wasn't Emelia at all, really. "A lot of stuff is wrong,"

Aaron Leppälä — Graduated Boyanova ● the firecracker -"I'm a top shot with a pistol down a hallway, and I can make gunpowder from soap."  – 22:12, August 9, 2014 (UTC) "Hey," he said quietly, face crumpled with concern, and sat cross-legged in front of his pale friend. She looked almost ghostly. "Come on, where's the knife-throwing, ass-kicking, loud and proud Emelia I know?"

Emelia - fifth year vorobyov • rocking it cliqueless -"The first recipe for happiness is: avoid too lengthy meditation on the past."  – 22:16, August 9, 2014 (UTC) "I just don't know," she replied. "I just don't know, Aaron. She's somewhere, I just can't...find myself..." She shook her head. "In the dark, it's hard to see," she says. "So, because I feel like I'm in the dark, I can't see to find my old self...am I even making any sense?" She trailed off uncertainly.

Aaron Leppälä — Graduated Boyanova ● the firecracker -"I'm a top shot with a pistol down a hallway, and I can make gunpowder from soap."  – 22:19, August 9, 2014 (UTC) "Yeah, I think you are," he nodded, putting a hand on her shoulder. "Listen, you've been through a lot of shit. I get why you're feeling like shit right now. But Emelia, I know you. Come on, you can bounce back from this. You're Emelia fucking Dalca!"

Emelia - fifth year vorobyov • rocking it cliqueless -"The first recipe for happiness is: avoid too lengthy meditation on the past."  – 22:28, August 9, 2014 (UTC) "It's just a name..." she sighed. "It doesn't really make me any less human at all. And I can't deal with it any more, it's driving me mad, Aaron." She closes her eyes quietly. "I don't know whether I can live up to my own name any more. I'm so...reliant on other people, and I don't want to be. But I just can't be alone, either. Damned if I do, damned if I don't. I'm stuck in a game that I'm destined to lose."

Aaron Leppälä — Graduated Boyanova ● the firecracker -"I'm a top shot with a pistol down a hallway, and I can make gunpowder from soap."  – 22:35, August 9, 2014 (UTC) "You're scared of being alone," he said quietly. "People expect so much from you, it's just broken you, hasn't it? Emelia, you are not alone. You've got Cristi, you've got Celaena, your friends. You've got me."

Emelia - fifth year vorobyov • rocking it cliqueless -"The first recipe for happiness is: avoid too lengthy meditation on the past."  – 22:38, August 9, 2014 (UTC) She nodded. "Monophobic." She confirmed. "But everyone expects me to just be okay, to be okay with just ditching me and then, when we finally get back together, we can't do what we used to. Ileana won't. She's drifting away, I can feel it, and it hurts!."

Aaron Leppälä — Graduated Boyanova ● the firecracker -"I'm a top shot with a pistol down a hallway, and I can make gunpowder from soap."  – 22:42, August 9, 2014 (UTC) "Then talk to her about it! If you don't do anything, she will slip away. Jeez, tie her to a chair if that's what it takes. And the thing about them thinking you'll be okay - that's people and their stupidity. Their selfishness."

Emelia - fifth year vorobyov • rocking it cliqueless -"The first recipe for happiness is: avoid too lengthy meditation on the past."  – 22:45, August 9, 2014 (UTC) She shakes her head. "I've tried talking to her about how I feel. Every time it's just "Stop thinking about yourself, Emelia," or, "we've all got shit in our lives," or something like that. She's just determined, and it just aches so much...if it wasn't for her the Aces would never have existed in the first place."

Aaron Leppälä — Graduated Boyanova ● the firecracker -"I'm a top shot with a pistol down a hallway, and I can make gunpowder from soap."  – 22:50, August 9, 2014 (UTC) "Well, that's her being selfish as fuck. Yeah, we've all got shit in our lives, but some have it worse than others," he shuffled round and sat next to her. "Well, I'm here if you ever need to rant about anything."

Emelia - fifth year vorobyov • rocking it cliqueless -"The first recipe for happiness is: avoid too lengthy meditation on the past."  – 22:54, August 9, 2014 (UTC) She smiled a little, despite the fact that the tears were coming down her face. "That's why I got drunk, the other day. Drinking my problems away, like my uncle did. He died doing it, though." She sighed. "I hate how Rasskazov screwed everything up for me. Fucked up Luca's life, fucked up the Aces, fucked up me."

Aaron Leppälä — Graduated Boyanova ● the firecracker -"I'm a top shot with a pistol down a hallway, and I can make gunpowder from soap."  – 22:57, August 9, 2014 (UTC) "You probably shouldn't drink your life away if you want to live a long and happy life, Emelia. Don't follow me. And yeah, Rasskazov screwed everything up. That's because Rasskazov's a total dickhead - don't blame yourself for everything, Emelia."

Emelia - fifth year vorobyov • rocking it cliqueless -"The first recipe for happiness is: avoid too lengthy meditation on the past."  – 23:02, August 9, 2014 (UTC) "I can't help it," she says, "because it is my fault. No matter where I turn, I lose someone, somebody gets hurt...it's just me. I'm a grenade just waiting to blow up and obliterate everything in its wake. And I don't want to hurt anyone when that happens." She just breaks down. "Can't something just go right, for fuck's sake? Can't I get anything right, say the right thing, or am I destined to be the tarnished piece of paper who misfortune chases like a pack of dogs? The black sheep? I haven't slept for days, and the days before that, I've had a consistent nightmare. And even though I know it will happen, I wake up screaming every time."

Aaron Leppälä — Graduated Boyanova ● the firecracker -"I'm a top shot with a pistol down a hallway, and I can make gunpowder from soap."  – 23:06, August 9, 2014 (UTC) "Come here," Aaron pulled Emelia into a tight hug after a few heartbeats of silence. "Sometimes life just fucking hates us. It's not your fault."

Emelia - fifth year vorobyov • rocking it cliqueless -"The first recipe for happiness is: avoid too lengthy meditation on the past."  – 23:10, August 9, 2014 (UTC) "There's no such thing as sometimes, not this time," she says. "Life always hates me, I think there's sufficient evidence for that. Otherwise I wouldn't be in a cave, crying, hearing voices going "Congratulations," in my head and not sincerely either, with a fucked up life, finding out that my dad is an absolute cheater and that my mother had a son with Professor Zverev...."

Aaron Leppälä — Graduated Boyanova ● the firecracker -"I'm a top shot with a pistol down a hallway, and I can make gunpowder from soap."  – 23:12, August 9, 2014 (UTC) "...Your mum had a son with Zverev?! What the fuck? When?"

Emelia - fifth year vorobyov • rocking it cliqueless -"The first recipe for happiness is: avoid too lengthy meditation on the past."  – 23:14, August 9, 2014 (UTC) "Well, Feliks is five..." She grinned a little. "And you'll never guess what I heard about Kadnikov?"

Aaron Leppälä — Graduated Boyanova ● the firecracker -"I'm a top shot with a pistol down a hallway, and I can make gunpowder from soap."  – 23:16, August 9, 2014 (UTC) "What?" he asked slightly eagerly, with a grin.

Emelia - fifth year vorobyov • rocking it cliqueless -"The first recipe for happiness is: avoid too lengthy meditation on the past."  – 10:29, August 10, 2014 (UTC) "He had some kid, too." She replied. "I know who the mother is, too. The kid mentioned most of the name, it was a wonder the rest of the professors never picked up on it."

Aaron Leppälä — Graduated Boyanova ● the firecracker -"I'm a top shot with a pistol down a hallway, and I can make gunpowder from soap."  – 10:36, August 10, 2014 (UTC) "Oh my god, this school's like some kind of morning chat show where families come on and scream at each other," he laughed. "I bet Rasskazov's hiding some dirty secrets too."

Emelia - fifth year vorobyov • rocking it cliqueless -"The first recipe for happiness is: avoid too lengthy meditation on the past."  – 10:40, August 10, 2014 (UTC) "Well, with the amount of kids he's got..." she grinned. "But, yeah, this is morning-chat-show worthy," she laughed slightly. "Kadnikov had a kid with Brenna Amory."

Aaron Leppälä — Graduated Boyanova ● the firecracker -"I'm a top shot with a pistol down a hallway, and I can make gunpowder from soap."  – 10:44, August 10, 2014 (UTC) "Jesus," he chuckled, facepalming. "I want to see Rasskazov's family tree. See if it's a straight line or not."

Emelia - fifth year vorobyov • rocking it cliqueless -"The first recipe for happiness is: avoid too lengthy meditation on the past."  – 10:47, August 10, 2014 (UTC) "As long as I'm not on it, I'm okay. I'm already on the Zverev tree."

Aaron Leppälä — Graduated Boyanova ● the firecracker -"I'm a top shot with a pistol down a hallway, and I can make gunpowder from soap."  – 10:50, August 10, 2014 (UTC) Aaron chuckled. "I think everyone would like to stay out of the Rasskazov tree. Especially the people who are already on it."

Emelia - fifth year vorobyov • rocking it cliqueless -"The first recipe for happiness is: avoid too lengthy meditation on the past."  – 10:54, August 10, 2014 (UTC) She grinned slightly more and then sighed, as if remembering something.

Aaron Leppälä — Graduated Boyanova ● the firecracker -"I'm a top shot with a pistol down a hallway, and I can make gunpowder from soap."  – 10:55, August 10, 2014 (UTC) He saw her grin, and raised one eyebrow. "What?" he asked, curious.

Emelia - fifth year vorobyov • rocking it cliqueless -"The first recipe for happiness is: avoid too lengthy meditation on the past."  – 11:13, August 10, 2014 (UTC) "I'm just remembering stuff from a long time ago. It's fine." It was obviously not fine. "Well...about seven years ago."

Aaron Leppälä — Graduated Boyanova ● the firecracker -"I'm a top shot with a pistol down a hallway, and I can make gunpowder from soap."  – 11:14, August 10, 2014 (UTC) "Emelia, I can tell when you're lying. Come on, what?"

Emelia - fifth year vorobyov • rocking it cliqueless -"The first recipe for happiness is: avoid too lengthy meditation on the past."  – 12:22, August 10, 2014 (UTC) "It doesn't matter," she said, even quieter than before.

Aaron Leppälä — Graduated Boyanova ● the firecracker -"I'm a top shot with a pistol down a hallway, and I can make gunpowder from soap."  – 19:58, August 12, 2014 (UTC) Aaron could tell she was just avoiding whatever it was, but decided not to drag it out. "Okay, come on, it's 3am and you're clearly freezing."

Emelia - fifth year vorobyov • rocking it cliqueless -"The first recipe for happiness is: avoid too lengthy meditation on the past."  – 23:25, August 14, 2014 (UTC) Emelia passes him a small leather bound book. "If you want to know, read that."

Aaron Leppälä — Graduated Boyanova ● the firecracker -"I'm a top shot with a pistol down a hallway, and I can make gunpowder from soap."  – 23:28, August 14, 2014 (UTC) Aaron looked down at the book and took it hesitantly, then opened it and began reading. They were sat there for a while as he read, and when he'd finished, he closed the book, lost for words. "...Wow." he eventually managed to say as he tried to process everything he'd just read.

Emelia - fifth year vorobyov • rocking it cliqueless -"The first recipe for happiness is: avoid too lengthy meditation on the past."  – 23:31, August 14, 2014 (UTC) She sighed in agreement.

Aaron Leppälä — Graduated Boyanova ● the firecracker -"I'm a top shot with a pistol down a hallway, and I can make gunpowder from soap."  – 23:34, August 14, 2014 (UTC) "Shit, Emelia... I knew things were bad, but shit," he said, handing her back the book. "And I thought my life was messy."

Emelia - fifth year vorobyov • rocking it cliqueless -"The first recipe for happiness is: avoid too lengthy meditation on the past."  – 23:43, August 14, 2014 (UTC) She shrugged and shook her head.

Aaron Leppälä — Graduated Boyanova ● the firecracker -"I'm a top shot with a pistol down a hallway, and I can make gunpowder from soap."  – 23:46, August 14, 2014 (UTC) He looked forward and thought - he wasn't the best at consoling people. "I've got a couple of bottles of vodka back in my brewing room."

Emelia - fifth year vorobyov • rocking it cliqueless -"The first recipe for happiness is: avoid too lengthy meditation on the past."  – 23:48, August 14, 2014 (UTC) "Great idea." She smiled faintly.

Aaron Leppälä — Graduated Boyanova ● the firecracker -"I'm a top shot with a pistol down a hallway, and I can make gunpowder from soap."  – 23:51, August 14, 2014 (UTC) He grinned at her smiling, then stood up and turned to face her. "Come on, then. We can skip first class tomorrow."