Onwards and Outwards

[Robin]

[ModNote: Continued from Deposit.]

*Robin ducks under the small hole in the wall and scuttles through it. The minute he stands up, he feels better. Better than being on the rooftops of a village razed by demons. Better than being underground, in unfamiliar terrain. Better than being in the dark, dank remains of a school, assaulted by magic. Just better.

He is standing outside the walls that once encased a complete Knightmare Boarding School. Just around the corner from him are the main gates to the school, hanging off their hinges. Wolfenden is nearby, judging by the smoke he can see in the distance. He can hear the birds singing, reminding him of the woodland.

He has no wish to look back, now he is outside. He feels much better outside.*

Yes!

*He jumps into the air, punching it. He's been wanting to be given cause to do that for a while... and now he has. He's back where he belongs... almost. But here, the air feels lighter, clearer. The sky is brighter, bluer. His brain is not dulled by darkness or addled by magic. He is content.*

[Shadow]

*As Shadow ducks under the hole too, she sees Robin in his very...excited mood. She can't help but laugh at him a little.*

Alright, calm down, calm down!

Yes, this feels much better.

*She takes a deep breath and sighs in relief. Realising she's still holding her belt, she decides to put it back on again.*

Anyways...do we go back to Wolfendon then?

[Robin]

*Robin checks his accoutrements. Still no arrows, but everything seems to be working. At least he isn't in too much pain any more... and the wound in his side may as well not be there. The magic inside the school was evident more potent than he had imagined.*

Damn... there's a chip in my sword.

*Although not a very big one. It won't affect much, but Robin likes to take good care of his sword. It will probably still work on goblins, he reckons, with a rather grim smile.*

I don't see any reason why not. It'll be good to get back to Wolfenden. Although let's stay clear of any exploding bricks, shall we?

*Chuckling to himself at an inside joke Shadow will never be party to, he leads the way.*

[Shadow]

Huh? Exploding bricks?

Umm...if you were trying to make a joke there, it didn't really work. You probably should take lessons from a jester or something.

*Completely unaware of what Robin was referring to, Shadow follows him.*

How could anyone find an exploding brick funny anyways?

[Robin]

*Robin, still chuckling to himself, walks on, a spring in his step, Shadow hurrying along in his wake. Leaving the gates of the school in the distance, a haze still hovering over the abandoned ruin the gates and their walls contain, Robin and Shadow walk through a number of worn cobbled streets that lead to the main centre of Wolfenden Town... the market.*

[OOC: To be continued...]