"Regretful decisions" (CV 2k16 Cl Rp) #teamFamosity

A vaguely circular shape of void opened on the ground and Laevith burst out of it, waving her hand in front of her face and coughing. She had been nearing the manor, meaning to join the party, when she saw that someone had set a fire. She had gotten closer than she should have and got stuck in the fire, which led to her at this particular moment, lying in the grass, panting, smelling of smoke.

Laevith was quite happy that Famosity was trying to liberate the cult. She had her doubts, of course, but she'd decided that she'd throw in her lot with the revolters all the same. She'll be damned before she let an opportunity to regain her soul go. Well, she thought, I'm probably damned all the same, but that's besides the point. 
She sat up slowly, hearing someone nearby crying. Her face fell when she saw that it was her friend Nylios. She knew that he wanted freedom, but his crying meant that Lunar didn't think that following Famosity was the best idea. She slid slowly towards him and settled next to him with her stomach on the grass, propping herself up with one elbow and setting her other hand on his arm.

"Hey Nylios," she murmured. "How are you holding up?" 

She heard footsteps and a faint buzzing behind her, and she turned slightly towards the source of the noise and saw a regal figure standing nearby. 

"And how are you, dear?" she asked her. "Did you understand that it was in your best interest to run as well?" She seemed like a pleasant woman, and Laevith would hate to need to fight someone this soon.

Laevith smiled gently at Apis, then pat Nylios's arm a few times before rising up on her tail and straightening her ripped and slightly singed gown.

She absently placed a hand on a tree, then painted her glyph onto it with a pigment she had produced from her pocket. She didn't know when she'd have to come back, after all, and it had become a sort of habit of hers to place marks in as many places as she could.

"Yes, it's true that I got caught in the fire, but do not blame yourself for it. I'm glad that your bees," she paused for just a second to glance at the blue bees, "are alright," she said softly, still smiling gently. "My name is Laevith, and I wish we didn't meet during such an unfortunate occurrence."

Getting out of a manor that seemed to practically collapsing in on itself was terrifying enough, but the possibility that she could be alone in betrayal daunted her far more. It was quite obvious where most of the cultist's loyalties were; not surprising, with all the debts they owe Tapi in thankfulness in what the cult gave them and the relationships that could only be savaged in the cult. She was at the very least glad about her minuscule amount of ties in the latter, though she found it to be ironic comparing it to her feelings only hours ago.

Still, what was done was done, leaving a small fallen angel to stumble through the woods with her face and arms covered in dust from being in the ballroom when the wall burst and ash from the fire burning outside. Unfortunately, she didn't take the time to change from her party outfit, an inconvenience that she would most likely come to regret. At least, more so than she did at the moment. She was more preoccupied with her lack of shoes and the foliage being too low for her to properly fly. Her feet aching and her head sore, she groaned and paused for a moment to pull out a bobby pin she had used to keep her braid in a bun. She then proceeded to pull her hair tie off completely, letting her hair fall around her shoulders. 

And that's when she heard voices.

Cautiously, Eve followed them until she saw a faint blue light and upon getting closer, she saw three other cultists. The angel felt her heart beating harder in excitement, thankful she was in this endeavor alone. She approached slowly, calling out, "You guys left too?"

Nylios took notice of the newest member approaching them. Another person just like them. Leaving the cult for the better, only she seemed worse off than they. "Only thing to do was leave." he sighed, "No way in hell was I going to stay with those blood thirsty creeps. Though I have to admit... I don't know much about Famosity or why she's doing this actually, but if she can free us from the cult I'm good on relying on a bit of blind faith."

Nylios looked to Lae with a defeated smile when yet another voice caught his attention. Another member. Another one hoping to be liberated. "Well..." he chuckled, "at least our numbers are growing."

((Now that there are five of us I've closed the RP and the order will go as follows: Nylios, Apis, Lae, Eve, and then Morphodoe. This is to avoid confusion and to keep things orderly. Thank you for understanding and for joining in on the rp!))

"You guys can call me Eve," the angel replied, rubbing her shoulder and looking over their small group. They seemed to be in much better shape physically than she was, she had to admit, but she could safely assume most were as mentally exhausted from everything that's happened in the last few hours. She cracked a small smile at the thought; it only took a few hours for Tapi to lose control of a good chunk of her cult? Maybe she did make the right choice in leaving.

Eve looked back at what members they had. There were at least five of them, no, six counting the leader of this group, but at seeing them she realized there were probably more out there. However, numbers were pretty useless when she had no idea what they were supposed to do. "Do you guys know what we're supposed to do on her side? You know, job wise?"