Island adventures

”Oh shut up Dean,” she hissed at him as she walk in front. There was no need to rush around, it would only make the search less effective. Nimue looked around, she knew her sister was here - she could feel it. She could feel it in her bones that she had to hurry. She didn’t care about Dean at all, if he died before making it to her sister - it would possibly be in Nimues favor. She pushed the thought aside. “Over there,” she mumbled in a higher tone before letting her wings out to make her fly over there. Nimue landed in front of her sister and quickly let her eyes look over at her. She didn’t seem to be harmed.
“We are here,” she confirmed, “lets get you home.”

His emotions were fluttering inside of him as he lifted his gaze toward the jungle ahead, being so close to her made a feeling of ecstasy run through his body. He knew for a fact that the footprints in the sand belonged to her, and Nimue seemed to sense her as well. They quickly headed into the jungle, following their instincts. He wanted to run, thinking of Enid’s embrace, but he didn’t know what to expect or who the other tracks belonged to.
“Hurry, this way,” he said as he walked beside of Nimue, trying to follow Enid’s tracks. He rolled his eyes when she told him to shut up and started walking ahead of him. However, none of that mattered as he finally saw Enid in the distance. His heart skipped a beat before he ran as fast as he could. Lifting Enid up in a tight embrace, feeling relieved to have found her alive. “I've been so worried,” he said, his eyes tearing up at the overwhelming emotion before he put her down on the ground. “Are you alright?” he asked looking into the eyes he'd missed so much, his hands still touching her arms before finally letting go.

He was shifting between her eyes, waiting for her to ask her truth or dare, yet it never came. Instead her face changed and before he could ask, she ran off. His expression hardened, but he wasnt going to chase after her just yet. Where would she go anyway? His radio started blaring with warnings that two unknown people had been spotted on the island. Xalvador's expression hardened as he unhooked the walkie-talkie before lifting it to his mouth, "Surround them," he demanded before placing the radio back in his belt. He cracked his neck from side to side, "It's a shame, a real shame," he mumbled before he went out, going the way his men had spotted the two unwelcomed guests.

Of course that dumb dog had to ruin her reunion with her sister, and she crossed her arms and shook her head in disgust as he lifted Enid in his embrace. "Its all nice and good, we don't have time for that," she hissed a little to herself. Nimue was alert, keeping her senses out for danger. "Dean take her to the boat, I will be right behind you," she gave him a serious look, not that she had given him any other types of looks the past weeks - but she needed Enid away from the playing area. She used her ability to create a simpel hallunsation, making people besides herself, Dean and Enid being dressed in Enids dress. Nimue then walked besides Dean and grabbed his arm.
"If we get caught, you two run. I can keep them busy," Nimue had never been afraid of using her abilities, and she wasn't the type to be freaked out either.

He looked around as he heard people approaching from every direction, feeling the adrenaline kick in. Then he looked at Nimue as she expressed a wish to hold the people back in case they got caught. It wasn't in his nature to leave someone behind, even Nimue, so hopefully it wasn't going to get to that. “Come,” he said, making eye contact with Enid before running in the direction that had the least noise and would lead them to the beach. He didn’t know how many lived on this island or what all of this was, so naturally he was prepared for the unexpected. He ran through the jungle, constantly making sure that Enid was right by him. He wasn’t going to lose sight of her now. Eventually they reached the beach, the boat some hundred meters away. Before moving further, he looked over his shoulder to make sure Nimue was right behind them, knowing that they had to go back to her if she wasn’t.

"The one time, that I actually act out because I care about you. The one time," of course if it came to it, they would have a choice. Nimue just wanted her sister back, maybe Enid herself could convince their father that this kidnapping hadn't been a sign of weakness. When the boat exploded, she felt the sand hitting her skin feeling it like bullets. She hissed and coughed a little as she sat up. Her sisters call for her made her turn her head to the side and she crawled over to her.
"You are fine," she smiled a little trying to be convincing. Worry wasn't a thing that Nimue actually experienced, her father never allowed her to reach that point of emotion. "Dean get up .. now isn't the time to nap. Get over here," she didn't even look at him if he was hurt or anything. Her own arm was bleeding from the encounter with the ground. Nimue looked over at the beach. "Bloody sirens.. they are always trouble," she hissed and looked around.
"If there is a way here, there is a way away from here. We have to find another source than our own.. where is Baal when you need him to send us home," she kicked the ground a little with her left foot. "We have to keep going."

Dean heard the roaring sound of the boat exploding, thinking that this was one of the worst things that could've happen. A piece of wood slashed the side of his body and made him fell back into a rock, trying to shield his face from the sand. He opened his eyes, looking back towards the girls. The pain replaced with irritation at Nimue telling him to stop napping. He crawled towards them. “Oh yeah? I was just starting to enjoy our family vacation to Bahamas,” he said ironically. He supported his hand on a tree to get up on his feet, looking shortly at the wound as it healed before looking at Nimue. He assumed that anyone in their family would’ve helped if they could, so it seemed their only option was to keep going. “Yes, but the question is where,” he said thoughtfully, thinking that the others were headed this way and most likely were all over the island. He walked over to Enid, kneeling beside of her to hold her hand. “Are you ready to go?” he asked, concerned that she’d hit her head severely.

She couldn't tell whether it was the fall to the ground or just the sense of so many people around, that have her a headache. But someone would have to pay for that headache sooner or later. The sound of shots made her look around. Her sisters whimpering made her sigh, clearly Nimue had been spending much time with their father lately. "Do you? Because then you need to stop whining and think," she said in a deadpan voice. Nimue didn't own much empathy, the fact she even was here - was about how far it went. "Good," she mumbled to herself when Enid said they needed to keep walking. The gas would possibly effect them, but this was just another game. Nimue loved playing games. She looked over at the way Enid clinging herself on to Dean, and she shook her head to herself. They had to keep moving. "This is just like playing games with father," she walked in front of Enid and Dean. She didnt seem to be effected much about what was going on, why would she? If her father looked from his fancy mirror to check on her, she didn't want to come off as a disappointment. "We need to show them, who is the master of games. And sweetheart, im not gonna let them take our titles that easy," she looked a little back at Enid.

Dean heard the harpoons, but focused his gaze on Enid, about to comfort her when Nimue started talking. Her cold attitude got on his nerves even more when it was directed towards Enid. “Have some compassion, will ya?” he snarled at Nimue’s comment. It wasn't helpful and she had no idea what Enid had been through. The gas filled the air, and he coughed a bit at the inhalation, making him feel drowsy. They needed to get moving. He moved his arms around Enid to lift her up with him, following Nimue into the jungle. He didn’t know what games she was talking about, but he’d do about anything to get off the island and if it came down to it, he’d kill as many as he needed to. They reached a small opening where he noticed an almost invisible line. He put Enid down on the ground, hoping that she’d regained her balance before putting and arm in front of Nimue to stop her from stepping into the line. “Careful!” he exclaimed, breathing out at how close it was. “It’s a trap. We need to change direction,” he said, looking into her eyes before removing his hand and continuing to the right. He scanned the surroundings for more traps, as he followed the scent of the ocean. They had to have a harbor somewhere.

// So waddup. Blev Enid reddet eller fortsætter vi? #kunnehaveskrevetichatten #men #gratisposttilxal <3

// Yeee, havde bare lidt bøvl med at finde ud af hvordan jeg skal spille Nimue. Men i kan bare springe mig over denne her runde <3 //