Confectionary Fun (C-rank mission)

Eleanor didn't look like she was buying anything that Amie said. If anything, she looked even more upset. "What does that have to do with you leaving?! As soon as you go outside, you won't want to come back!" She was quite fixated on the two of them, and even the promise of meeting new people didn't affect her. Closing her eyes, she began to shake lightly. Her body became encased in a strange glow, and then everything in the house - ranging from bookshelves, chairs, and others - shared the same strange hue. "We're all going to have a fun time, so please be my guest for a little longer."

Now Kaz was the one holding onto Amie's arm. Dealing with demonic children wasn't something he wanted to be part of. It seemed like they'd provoked too strong a reaction from here - and now agreeing to stay or leave seemed like a bad idea. "C-calm down, Eleanor," Kaz tried to reason with her. Suddenly knowing that they weren't allowed to leave was making him claustrophobic. Knowing that he was trapped instinctively made him want to get out. He wasn't sure he could handle playing along anymore and spending the night - not like this at least. Kaz should've listened to Amie after all and avoided this situation in the first place.

"Are you staying or not?!" She shrieked, glaring at the two of them. Whatever magical energy she was using must've been great; even Kaz could feel it. The eerie glow around everything didn't exactly help his nerves either.

Crazy girl was crazy, and scary, and really insane. Amie tried to smooth things over but she just kept shouting at him and being unrealistic. “Hey, now don’t go jumping to conclusions…” he trailed off. Okay, okay nope, she was glowing, the house was glowing. Had she said nothing else it would have just been freaky. Nope, she had to talk. They were going to have fun, she told them in a calm tone. “Nope, nevermind, changed my mind,” Amie mumbled. He was not reasoning with this anymore.

He felt worried and protective when Kaz held onto his arm. He wished they’d never come in here. They needed to leave. Kaz tried talking, but the house seemed to be answering his concerns with a resounding “no.” It refused to calm down, as did the girl. How powerful was she? Was this house even real? Was it… just her? He didn’t know, but he stepped back when she shrieked at them again, pulling Kaz with him, not wanting to leave him between crazy girl and Amie. He wouldn’t do that.

“No, sorry, can’t handle homicidal children, its bad for my health,” Amie said, his natural impulse to make jokes. He sounded at least somewhat light hearted, but he was quite serious. He tried the door, although it seemed stuck, and he really didn’t want to touch a glowing door too long. His first impulse was to knock it open, second was to kick it open. Neither of those sounded fun. He just backed up to the door, willing to injure himself to break out if need be, but hoping to see a more obvious option.

Kaz backed away with Amie, having no desire to be left behind either. Mentally he got a hold of himself a little better - if they couldn't run, they'd have to fight. The circumstances didn't matter when it came to survival. He turned halfway when Amie tried the glowing door... it wouldn't open, of course. And whatever last straw that was holding Eleanor back was snapped. The glowing objects began to levitate. Not just that, but parts of the house flickered oddly with shimmers. Kaz unsheathed his sword, stepping in front of Amie. Although Kaz doubted he could pull the blade on Eleanor - she was standing too far away even if he wanted to - he'd seen enough telekinesis to recognize the magic.

The first chair sped towards them, flung by an invisible force of magic. Kaz swung his sword, derailing the chair so that it harmlessly bounced to the side. Almost like baseball. Except this was going to hurt a lot more if it hit. Another chair came again, only to meet the same fate as the first, knocked away by Kaz's swing. The sword was big and definitely not an ideal 'bat'. Before he could pull his sword back, a third item slammed into him. An entire table. It knocked Kaz completely off balance; he was sent crashing to the ground from the impact.

Hysterical laughter echoed eerily around them. The world around them flickered even more uncertainly, the candy-like furniture instead becoming more like their traditional counterparts. "Catch me if you can~" Eleanor hummed happily. Whatever illusion magic that had once tied the world completely fell, revealing a dusty and abandoned structure of cold concrete. Perhaps once it had been a house, as there were remnants of cheap furniture that clearly had been out of use for some time. Eleanor had disappeared during sometime when the world had changed.

"Ugh..." Kaz shoved the offending table off him, sitting up halfway. It was dark. Really dark, especially compared to the glowing lights from before. The 'door' that Amie had been trying to open looked more like the entrance to a closet, than the actual exit to the house. "What just happened? Where are we?" He looked around at the now unfamiliar setting, now that his eyes were starting to adjust. Eleanor was nowhere in sight, which was somehow both comforting and terrifying at the same time.

Creepy demonic kids. Check list. Done. List of things to avoid. Added. Make sure he and Kaz didn’t die right now, next on the to-do list. Amie could be a great secretary if he could sit still long enough.

Things started floating and Eleanor started attacking Kaz with them. Amie wished he could help, but his best bet was armoring his arm and smacking them back. These were entire pieces of furniture. At least the reason they were fragile was that they were old and decrepit, not candy. He would have felt sticky walking around in candy. He wanted to question her judgment in candy illusion. It was how he coped, and it was just his nature to joke around. Unfortunately a table came crashing into Kaz and he was knocked over. Amie bent down to his side, ignoring the awful laughter around them. This was when the room looked real, and Eleanor seemed to think now was a good time for hide and seek. It was not a good time for that. “Are you alright?” Amie asked him, legitimately concerned, helping get the table off.

Kaz started asking questions Amie couldn’t answer. “Let’s just get out of here. I don’t even care where we are right now,” he said honestly. He offered a hand to Kaz to help him stand. Amie checked the door he’d been trying. Closet. Oh lovely, of course. He grumbled. He walked quickly to another door he found. He didn’t care about the searing pain, he couldn’t even feel it right now. It was stuck, he smashed his shoulder into it. At least they could get outside now. “Can we go? And if you ever have children, I’m perfectly fine not meeting them,” he sounded serious, and it wasn’t clear how much was a joke and how much was serious.

He stepped outside and was relieved to smell fresh air. It was dark though. He just wanted to get out of here. He could walk all night if need be. “How about that way….” he said, pointing in a random direction. He didn’t care. He didn’t want to go the way they came, and he sure didn’t want to stay here.

Running away was honestly Kaz's preferred method. Regardless of who his opponent was, Kaz hated fighting. Fighting kids, even if they were demonic and creepy, wasn't high on his priority list. "Yeah... I'm fine," Kaz assured. This wasn't the first time a table had been flipped on him. At worst it would leave a few bruises. Right now, he was far more concerned about Amie. The other had been enduring a lot of pain for quite a while now.

"From now on, you call the shots, boss," Kaz wholeheartedly agreed with Amie's decision. Getting out of here was their priority. And outside of the first mishap with the closest, nothing seemed to be physically preventing them from leaving the house. The darkness outside wasn't encouraging. But the smell of fresh air was. It was freedom, and anything had to be better than their last adventure, including those bandits. Kaz offered his shoulder and support to Amie, unsure how long the other would last even with help. Amie was tough, but there had to be a limit somewhere.

As long as they never saw Eleanor again, Kaz would be perfectly content. At first Kaz looked around, sure that Eleanor would be hiding somewhere to surprise them, but... it really did seem like she was gone. "We'll go until you think it's safe, get your leg taken care of, and sing campfire songs," Kaz said as they walked. Okay, now Amie's humor was rubbing off on him. "I seem to run into the worst kinds of trouble only when you're around, but I owe you after today. Even earlier with those crooks feels like a dream." Hopefully their next coming days would be more peaceful.

~exit~