Highest rank: #23 in adventure.
Jericho and her friends, though mourning the loss of Virgil, are safe and out of immediate danger, with Fell and Anjali nowhere to be found. But the fallen one and the dark druid might not be the only things they have...
"...What time do you think it is?" I asked. We'd been silent for hours upon hours, taking turns napping while the other two stayed alert. I had braided and unbraided and rebraided my hair at least twenty times in every style I knew just to pass the time; anymore and my gorgeous mane would start falling out.
"I haven't an earthly, Signe," Mikhail sighed, clearly cranky. I could almost see him pinching the bridge of his nose in my mind's eye. "What I do know is that my meditation was interrupted. By you. Again."
"Ugh, don't be such a sour puss, Mick," I snarked, earning a growl from Mikhail. I knew I sounded childish, but that was nothing new. Growing up is overrated.
"You know, Mikhail has the right Idea. Meditating really makes the time fly quicker," Amy supplied helpfully.
"Psh. Booooriiiing," I drawled, "let's play a game!"
"Ah yes, a wonderful idea. The quiet game is one of my favorites," said Mikhail, a small smirk in his voice. I pouted.
"But I'm bad at that one!" I protested, drawing a snort from Amy.
"Then it will be a good challenge for you," Mikhail said blandly. "Ready? Go."
Ten seconds passed.
"I lose! Told you I was bad at it," I said smugly, grinning at Mikhail's groan and Amy's suppressed giggle.
"Is it your singular goal in life to torment me, Witch?"
"Nah," I responded, "Just to entertain myself. Let's play twenty questions!"
"Signe..."
Whatever the old man was about to gripe at me was cut off when the door to our cell creaked open a couple inches, shooting a beam of bright light straight into my face. I squinted hard as the light grew slowly until the door was opened all the way, revealing a slender silhouette. None of us said anything for about a minute, staring down the mysterious figure as our eyes adjusted.
"Um... hey, Sig. Long time no see, I guess," the stranger that I now knew was a woman chuckled nervously. I squinted harder.
"Do I know you?" I asked suspiciously. I didn't recognize her voice at all.
"Oh. I guess I've changed a bit," the woman said sheepishly. I cocked my head at her as my eyes adjusted fully. My eyes widened.
"Yeah, I guess you have... Celine."
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