She woke up on the ground, which was new. She didn't remember waking up in dreams before, but she knew she hadn't gone to sleep outside. She pushed herself into a sitting position and looked around. The sun was rising and everything was a chill grey dawn. Ariadne zipped up her hoodie before pulling out her bishop totem and casually tipping it,
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When he saw her, he immediately put the gun down, putting on the safety and trigger lock.
"Ariadne?"
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"Arthur," she said dropping her arms, obviously relieved. She strode up to him, hanging on to her rock. "What's going on?"
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ARTHUR: "I don't know," he replied, his eyes watching the area around them as he spoke to her. "I've only been here a few days and...it's...it's not good. This place..."
He jumped at a small sound, frowning.
"Let's go back to my cabin. We can talk there."
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"Is it dangerous here?" Ariadne followed him, but didn't stop being inquisitive. "Where are we?" She stopped. "Cabin?"
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And yeah, he was still bitter about that.
This girl was a tiny thing. If she wasn't so...developed, he'd think she was still a little girl.
He approached her, his wings folded tightly to his back so as not to be immediately obvious (well, pretty immediately, they were WINGS, after all).
"Ah, fresh meat," he said with a smile that wasn't exactly friendly.
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"Stay where you are," she said, trying to remember everything she learned in self defense classes and in training for dream sharing missions. "My boyfriend won't like it if you get too close."
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It was cute, how girls acted like that sometimes. How they thought that if he wasn't afraid of them, at least he'd be afraid of their big, tough boyfriends. He laughed again, despite himself, and let his wings unfurl themselves and ruffle a bit. He took a step closer to her.
"I'm most definitely not afraid of Arthur, my dear."
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"Who are you?"
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