Character Introduction For Inklings

Grymm

9/27/2012

Gunshots echoing through the hall woke a previously sleeping Grymm. His pale lids blinking to reveal milky white and very sightless eyes, with an exasperated sigh he reaches over and grasps in his hand a long piece of gauze. Giving his shoulders a light roll to ease the tension from the muscles he then wraps the gauze firmly over his eyes. Just beyond the door he could just make our several blips of aura, all the color of light grey; guards. Another shot rang out, blam! one grey blip fell back as it's color faded into the nonexistent black.

A bright flash of neon green darted part the door of his cell, making him tense. Pressing back on his elbows he heaves his body into a sitting position, eyes widening behind the gauze. 'The ghost that's haunted me for the past seven years...she's finally here to steal me away from this bleak existence.' His half frightened half slightly excited thoughts buzzed a torrent inside his mind. He was vaguely aware of the tumblers rolling to unlock his cell, followed by the moan of a metal door as it slid open. Light streamed into his cell leaving him mentally blind, it wasn't the daylight that burned his already unseeing eyes but the brilliant neon green of not a ghost but a small girl. "Ahh! Aura! It's so bright! What did you do dunk yourself in highlighter fluid?!"

Shielding his eyes he noted another female older looking than the young green blip, though she is cloaked in a sanguine aura. "What do you want?! Have you come to kill me too?" His demand faltered as the red female raised her right hand toward him in a threatening gesture. "Who the hell are you?!" The fierce femme hissed in a rather unwelcoming tone. "You know, it's rather improper to not introduce oneself when barging into ones home." Grymm replies with a eerily calm tone.

"Shut up! I'm the one holding a gun to your head!" She retorts. 'A gun...thats whats in her hand..I thought she was just pointing at me.' Shaking his head to clear away his rambling thoughts he suddenly became very aware to the footsteps approaching. "Well don't look now red, more guards are coming." Grymm spoke as he shoved himself to his feet. "Red?! I'm not wearing a single article of red you twit!" She shout while turning to shoot at the guards as they swarmed down the hall. "Oh I beg to differ." The snide reply came just before the gunshots drown him out.

Within the next full hour many guards had fallen dead and Grymm now found himself tripping over their carcasses. Reaching out he grasped the elder females shoulder seeking help so he didn't fall upon one of the bloodied bodies. Once he had made contact an icy voice rang in his throbbing eardrums. "Get. Your. Hand. Off. Me." Swallowing heavily he released his hold on her, blinking when he felt the hand of the small green one grasp his larger one. "I'm Clairalyn, but you can call me Claira!" Her cheery voice chirped out to him. "And she is Kivrin!" The girl explained while skipping slightly ahead of him, hauling him along as they continued onward to find the others.