Thread: Deceptive Guise (Ookami & Sumi)

Surprise!... Okay not really xD Its not that we dont stick to plans, were. uhh flexible! Thats it, yeah that has to be it! Trent felt his blood go cold the moment he opened the door, already sensing the answer even before his eyes could confirm his fears. Rushing into Chloes room and frantically sweeping the room with his eyes to in hopes that he was just fussing over nothing. It was quite obvious Chloe no longer occupied the room, but Trent didnt want to believe it, scrambling over to her closet and tossing the twin doors open before falling on his knees to check under the bed. His face paling more and more with each passing second, he knew Chloe wasnt the same girl hed left behind. In fact even the Chloe hed parted with had grown out of playing hide and seek with him years ago, but his unwillingness to accept the possibility that shed gone out by herself kept him hopeful. Wishing with all his heart that shed jump out from somewhere unexpected, her sparkling eyes accompanied by a the playful smile he loved seeing. It was a relief to see some unfamiliar things lying around, and the clothes hanged and folded neatly in the closet, since it meant Chloe intended to come back at some stage, but there was no telling when thatd be. And more importantly if shed be allowed to. Trents apartment was located in a relatively safe area, but a safe area still had its dangerous spots, and there was no telling what sort of freakish bastard would be lurking in the shadows. He did sort of feel like he was exaggerating the situation a bit too much, but it was better to be safe than sorry. And while the thought of being scolded by his parents did shove him forward, his primary concern was Chloes safety. Trent strongly doubted anyone had visited while hed been sulking, and it was unlikely Chloe had already organized to meet up with friends on her first day here. Realizing that standing around wouldnt lead to any desirable solutions, he scrambled back on to his feet, scanning the living and kitchen briefly before flinging the front door open so violently that a normal door might have been ripped off its hinges. Thrusting his head out the door and swiftly glancing left and right, feeling the panic inside him rising by the second. A part of him had sort of hoped to find Chloe standing right outside the door with a confused look in her eyes before explaining to him that shed just stepped outside for a bit of fresh air. His luck today was apparently rotten though, and there wasnt a single soul in sight. God damn it Chloe he grumbled, sprinting down the hall and smashing his fist down on the elevator button before cursing his luck once more. Spinning around and heading for the stairs. He had to find Chloe as fast as he could. Call it intuition or a sixth sense, but Trent could feel something dark and ominous threatening to ruin Chloes life. ----- Weird hours simply cater better to weird people little miss a voice suddenly croaked a bit further up the alley. A purple flame bursting out of nowhere and illuminating the alley, alarming a family of rats which had been lying still in hopes that Chloe would leave them alone. The lighting in the alley was extremely poor, but Chloe could be pretty certain that there hadnt been a stall, or a hooded figure when shed walked past that spot earlier. In fact she could nearly swear that thered been one of those large industrial steel bins standing in that spot. But seeing as how there was no such object now, she was probably imagining things in the dark. Fear not little miss, nothing to be alarmed about, Im not some unwanted poor beggar, just a shriveled old crone that wants to make the world a better place for all of us. For a price of course she cackled, the voice growing clearer, and distinguishable as an elderly womans. Something about the hooded figure felt wrong, almost inhuman, but the figure was clearly speaking a language Chloe could understand, and the shape of the hooded figure was unmistakably the shape of another human being. A green and blue flame suddenly flared up beside the crone suddenly, the flame quickly waning and subsiding into a small candle sized flame. On closer inspection all three flames came from three of the seven candle sticks placed on the table on the stall. The new source of light did reveal a glimpse of the face of the woman, shriveled dry skin and thick cracked lips. Chloe would be able to catch a glimpse of the womans whole face as the hood was pulled down low over her eyes. No need for you to run away screaming little miss, if I wanted to harm you I would have done so already, I wont ask you to trust me, but do this old crone some kindness and humor her a bit will you? It wouldnt be good for my business if I let you walk off to tell everyone Im just a silly joke.