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Since I don't have the time nor mind to figure out The nursery rhymes that helped us out in making sense of our lives The cruel uneventful state of apathy releases me I value them but I won't cry every time one's wiped out
Apprehension filled Jiminy as he saw the Evil Queen’s castle. He hadn’t expected to ever set eyes on it, seeing as he’d planned on avoiding the place at all costs. Yet, here he was, ready to rescue Grumpy from the Queen’s clutches. How he and Red were supposed to accomplish the task, however, was evading him. He had great respect for Red’s skill as a warrior, but if their plan to sneak in failed, she would not be able to defeat all of the Queen’s men, and he would be of no help in a battle. Honestly, he didn’t know if he’d be any help at all, but Red had thought his small stature might give them an advantage.
“Now that we are here, how do we get in?” Jiminy asked his companion, hoping she would have the plan that was eluding him.
Post by Storyteller on Feb 21, 2015 10:42:57 GMT -8
There is was. Rising, foreboding and dark, from the trees to create a striking appearance before the white capped mountains. There had been very few times that Red had been forced to face this castle, for one reason or another. Every time, she had difficulty grasping that the palace had once been the home of Snow White and King Leopold. How could a place that once housed such goodness and light now ooze with wickedness?
“Now that we are here, how do we get in?”
Their journey through the forest had been almost silent. Not that Red did not enjoy Jiminy's company. Quite the opposite- she very much enjoyed the insightful conversations that they'd have when things slowed down. Jiminy, like Snow, never judged her for what she was. No, the cause of her silence was the woman presumably in the castle before them. Red had been completely focused on the world around them and any slight change that would alert them of discovery.
"That is the question, isn't it?" she replied softly, sniffing at the air. "There aren't many guards here. Either Regina's getting arrogant or she has archers posted to take anyone foolish enough to try to sneak in." As Red spoke, her fingers reached up to the tie of the red cape around her neck. "Any human foolish enough, that is."
Within seconds, a wolf remained where the woman stood. Calmly, Red looked to Jiminy before looking back towards the castle walls and the low drainage windows lining the bottom. Their way in.
"That is the question, isn't it?" Jiminy wondered if she had a plan. If not, he supposed he'd be able to come up with something, despite never having undertaken a heist of this magnitude or importance. "There aren't many guards here. Either Regina's getting arrogant or she has archers posted to take anyone foolish enough to try to sneak in." Jiminy was about to offer to fly closer and look for the possible archers, when Red started to remove her cloak. "Any human foolish enough, that is."
Startled, Jiminy watched as Red transformed into the wolf. He couldn't help but stare at the magficient beast in front of him. This was the first time he'd actually witnessed her transformation, and it nearly took his breath away.
And then, she looked at him. Her eyes were always so expressive, but this time, he could see into her soul. Now, she did succeed in taking his breath away. It only lasted for a second, however, as her gaze transitioned to the drainage windows at the bottom of the castle. He shook his head slightly, chastising himself for taking his mind off the very important mission at hand.
Post by The Jester Of Tortuga on Feb 21, 2015 22:21:47 GMT -8
I watched them from the shadows, the Cricket and the Wolf, sounds like the beginning of a bad fable. Their plan was to sneak into The Queens Castle and that was where their plan seemed to end. As I moved from tree top to tree top I struggled to take my eyes of the Wolf, I know she is more than that, she is still my Ruby in there but how could she not have told me? Even after I voiced my concerns regarding the Wolf being spotted. Why didn't she trust me enough to tell me? I huffed and puffed over the events of the last few nights, or weeks it was too hard to tell the difference time really did change without her.
In a quick smooth motion I slid down tree and rushed over to where her cape lay and picked it up, heaven forbid I need to use this. Back into the shadows I scurry up a tree and go back to covering them my arrow at the ready.
Post by Storyteller on Feb 22, 2015 6:19:24 GMT -8
"Great idea Red. Let's go."
The wolf seemed to nod at that.
Before she could move, the fur on her neck tingled as it stood on end. He was watching her from the trees. No surprise in that as it's what he did and she'd already caught his scent on the wind not long after they had set out. What did catch her off guard was why he had come at all. It wasn't as if he could be concerned about a murderous wolf.
The term still brought a surge of anger with it. How could he not have trusted her? Like he never truly knew her at all. But Red was stronger now. It had taken years to come to terms with who she was. Years to stop believing that she was the monster that everyone thought she was. One man's opinion was not going to change that, even if he was the only man after Peter that she thought she could...
'Focus. A clouded mind will get you and Jiminy killed.'
This wasn't the time.
Sparing one more glance at the cricket, a look that very clearly said wait, she crept towards the tree line. Two guards stood at the far corner of the castle, seemingly involved in some sort of heated conversation. "Are you daft? Lancelot could take Gawain in a sword fight any day..."
This would be easy. Staying low to the ground, Red entered the open area surrounding the castle. They did not have far to go. The two guards, completely oblivious to the large wolf, kept their backs to her. When no rain of arrows came spiraling from the castle turrets, Red signaled back to Jiminy. It was safe for them to cross.
Red nodded at him, but they only got a few steps when she froze, hackles raised. Jiminy looked around frantically, trying to spot the threat, but he couldn't see anything amiss besides how close they were to the open space near the castle. However, he knew Red had a strong nose, especially when she was the wolf, so she would be the first one to spot a threat.
After a few tense seconds where Jiminy kept waiting for an enemy to jump out of the trees and attack them, Red relaxed slightly. She looked directly at him again, indicating that he should wait right there, and then started to sneak closer to the castle. Red ventured out into the open, and Jiminy's little heart almost stopped with apprehension. He really should have offered to check for archers; Red could get herself killed. It seemed they were in luck, however, as no arrows pierced Red. She motioned to him with her head, telling him it was safe for him to come; although it would have been safe for him anyway. He highly doubted an archer would have spotted him; none-the less wasted an arrow on what the man would assume to be a bug.
He flew out to join her, when he heard someone shout, "Gawain is obviously the superior swordsman!" He saw two guards not that far off, in the middle of a heated debate. They must have been the reason Red paused earlier. At least they were distracted by ...
"That's it! I'm done talking to you if you're going to be so ignorant! I'm going to patrol the castle boundaries!" If they discovered Red, they'd kill her. Either that, or she'd kill them, but they couldn't risk the skirmish being heard by more guards.
"Keep going. I'll catch up," he told Red before making a beeline for the guards. From experience, he knew they'd just think he was an annoying bug, and not realize he was intellegent. They could still make it into the castle without alerting anyone to their presence if he could distracted them long enough for Red to slip out of sight.
"Fine, go patrol!" The guard started to turn around, when Jiminy finally got there. He flew right by the man's ear, to be as annoying as possible, and hoped that Red was headed for their entrance. The sooner she got there, the sooner he could escape and go join her.
Post by Storyteller on Mar 7, 2015 21:13:15 GMT -8
"Gawain is obviously the superior swordsman!" "That's it! I'm done talking to you if you're going to be so ignorant! I'm going to patrol the castle boundaries!"
Red's ears perked up at that, her already swiftly beating heart picking up speed. It had been a risk using the guards' own distraction against them. A risk that didn't look like it was going to pay off. Their entrance into the castle was still a few yards off - not so terribly far but not close enough for her to make it before one of the dunderheaded guards turned to stomp off. With no option for flight, it looked like fight would be her only option. But a tiny voice on the wind caught her attention.
"Keep going. I'll catch up,"
Jiminy. She didn't know what he planned to do and that worried her more than she'd ever admit. If the kind, gentle cricket got himself squashed trying to protect her, she'd never forgive herself. 'Jiminy knows what he's doing. Put your trust in him.'
Her slower pace turned into a run, the low window now mere feet before her. A scuffle sounded off to her right followed by one of the guards swearing loudly. Red slipped through the barred opening, ducking her head low. Her dark fur vanished into the darkness of the tunnel. She'd made it.
Quietly, she sat on her haunches. Her bright yellow eyes, the only sign that a living being now occupied the tunnel, watched the window expectantly.
He narrowly avoided the swat of a hand as one of the men tried to squish him. The other was backing up, terror written all over his face. "That thing's huge!" he exclaimed, still moving as far away from Jiminy as he could get. Luckily, his back was toward Red, so he didn't see the wolf dashing toward the castle.
"Not so big that it can't be squashed!" the other man roared, attempting to kill Jiminy again. This time, the wind caused by the hand was close enough to send him spinning slightly; which was way too close a call for him to be comfortable. He glanced up, to see Red was gone. Now, all he had left to do was make his escape. To cause even more of a commotion, he flew straight at the terrified guard. He screamed, swatting blindly and squeezing his eyes shut. The other guard laughed, and Jiminy zoomed away, flying near the ground so hopefully they wouldn't spot him.
"I can't believe you're scared of a bug," he heard the man taunt. "No wonder you think Gwain would win in a fight!"
Jiminy didn't hear the rest of the argument; too intent on getting to safety to pay attention to such petty matters. Soon, he was gliding into the drainage window, glad to have made it through the first challenge. Honestly, he was surprised that he had made it through unscathed.
He looked for Red, hoping he'd picked the right drainage tunnel, and when he saw her yellow eyes gleaming in the darkness, he started from shock. Not that she'd scared him; he was just taken aback by the intensity captured in the two golden orbs. Yet again, he found himself having to focus as he was distracted by her beauty. Shaking his head to rid his mind of his schoolboy-like crush, he addressed her.
"Shall we continue?" he asked, hovering in the air as he awaited her nonverbal response.
Post by The Jester Of Tortuga on Mar 13, 2015 2:46:06 GMT -8
"Thou see knave tis not the secret itself that she kepth but how she didn't trusth thee enough to disclose it that leave me in a zwodder. Fore if thou had been true of heart true to that which she be thy would hath understood the feelings for thee not being any less, doth thou view thy meanings?"
The guard shook and gave his head a half shake half nod to me with what I can only gather was to placate me and allow him to live which I was going to anyone, I tended to avoid killing unless it was needed. While Red Wolf and the Cricket went one way I flanked the other sticking to the shadows of the forest foliage and managed to knock out a few archers who had been placed aback of the castle grounds. The guards in themselves were not much of a challenge in fact most of them were simply playing cards or snoozing while on the job, sloppy indeed. Now we stood here me pacing back and forth while he stood with an arrow through his shirt pinning it to a tree too scared to move.
"It seem'st that thou scallion here doth not know the touch of love from the touch of the tavern wench."
I still carried Red's cloak with me, her scent gently followed from it and I found it just as intoxicated as I did when I was around her. My thoughts still dwelled upon her, that secret, that conversation and all the times with which I shared my concerns about the beast seen in the forest. It was then that the guard ripped his shirt free from the arrow and took of running toward the castle, I rolled my eyes and aimed my arrow.
"Hast thou never an eye in thy head?" I call out to the panicked guard
I fire the arrow downwards shooting in between the guards leg and into the ground tripping him up, I walk over to the guard who is struggling to get up and give him a swift punch knocking him out. I straighten myself up and dust myself off before looking up at the moon and sighing.
Post by Storyteller on Apr 18, 2015 12:26:19 GMT -8
Red's ears perked up as the soft but strong thwap of wings neared. Within seconds Jiminy came into view and her tense stance relaxed upon seeing that he had not only proved to be a great distraction but had come through it unscathed.
"Shall we continue?"
She smiled but the only indication of it was the subtle forward movement of her ears now held in a horizontal and forward position. Swiftly she stood and continued through the tunnel, taking care to listen for Jiminy right behind her. The tunnel was low and thankfully dry, due to the recent lack of rainfall. No need to worry about muddy pawprints giving them away once they arrived in the main part of the castle. But if Red had her way, they would be able to stay far from anywhere the Queen could be found.
She sniffed at the air, trying to pick up Grumpy's scent. It was faint but they were on the right path. Several moments later, the tunnel split into two long, dark corridors. Red sat before them, turning to check in with Jiminy before they proceeded. She nodded her head to the right but still her eyes held a question for him. 'What do you think?'
Red led the way down the hallway, and Jiminy followed, the only sounds being his wings pushing against the musty air, and her paws gently thudding into the dirt. He couldn’t see her very well due to the darkness in the tunnel, but he could see her smiling face in his mind, which only made his love sickness even worse. Grumpy needs you, he scolded himself firmly, and only then was he able to fully get his mind back in the game. Where would Grumpy be kept? Red would probably know, he was pretty sure she’d been here before. And even if she hadn’t, wolves had a much better since of smell than crickets. She should be able to find him.
She stopped, and Jiminy realized they’d come to a split in the tunnel. She looked toward the right tunnel, but then her eyes were gazing at him, questioning him. He was inclined to believe that Red was right. Even if she couldn’t smell Grumpy, her guess would be just as good as his, if not better. “Lead on,” he said, also motioning with his arms. He wondered if she could see that in the dark; her eyes probably worked better than his, which were still only picking up her shadowy outline. Hopefully, they’d adjust to the dim lighting eventually.
Post by Storyteller on Apr 18, 2015 21:19:11 GMT -8
Red nodded, continuing down the right corridor. The enclosed space began to open up, the stone of the curved dome leaving more space for her head the farther they followed. Her keen eyes saw nothing ahead but more empty corridor up until what seemed to be a sharp turn far at the end. She was certain that turn would lead them right to the dungeons.
Jiminy stayed close to her and she cast a sidelong glance at the cricket. He had such strong faith in her and she had absolutely no idea why. It wasn't like Rose, who always believe the best in everyone anyway especially the girl she has grown up with, or like Snow, whose trust she had gained through experience. Jiminy always demonstrated faith in her from the beginning. It was something that Red had questioned numerous times. Probably as many times as she questioned her own decisions. Yet she had never asked and he had never offered reason.
She nodded, before continuing. He followed, only noticing the ceiling grow higher because it meant Red had more room. He fit rather easily into enclosed spaces. She glanced at him for a second, and he wondered if she smelt guards approaching, or if maybe she wanted to ask him a question again. However, it was just a glance; soon her attention was back on the tunnel, showing he’d had nothing to fear. The Queen’s guards had not been alerted to their presence, yet.
But, why had Red glanced at him? Surely she’d just wanted to make sure he was still right by her side. However, she should be able to hear the hum of his wings. Perhaps there had been another reason? Jiminy shook his head, clearing his thoughts. If there was another reason, it most likely had to do with a plan she was formulating to free Grumpy. Red would be entirely focused on the mission; as he should be. But, no matter how often he told himself that, he couldn’t seem to get his mind of his companion. Hopefully Grumpy’s presence would help Jiminy stay focused on the task at hand, because he really needed something to ground him in reality.
Post by Storyteller on May 31, 2015 22:53:23 GMT -8
When they reached the turn, Red stopped and lifted her snout into the air. No guards.
Not yet anyway.
Her glowing yellow eyes turned to Jiminy again, this time sending him a message that they were free to move ahead. The tunnel spilled out into another narrow corridor but this one seemed to have seen more use. The ceilings were tall enough for an average size human to comfortably walk through and torches burned on the walls. To the right, it ended at a solid wooden door. The left continued forward.
'The right must lead up into the castle.' Not exactly where they wanted to be. The left it was.
Red crept even more carefully as they made their way further into the dungeons...
*Red and Jiminy exit into Queen Regina's Kingdom - The Dark Palace - Dungeons*