Mystic Syn

"Melody," Q said, glancing at her. "Ellis is the only one that has any type of information on this sort of person or thing. I don't think that it'll make you feel better, but I can stay with him and you run." She shrugged. "But you don't have to listen to me."

"Oh wonderful, not another one," Q said, folding her arms as she watched Ellis clutch his head. "Honestly, I need to be more careful who I choose to stay with," she added softly.

So basically what you're saying is that Q has a better chance of surviving than the rest of y'all?

>.> We can take 'em. Well, I'm pretty sure that Q could take him, but I'm not sure if she will or if the others will fare well.

Ha, I have no idea. Ask the butler, idk. Magician called them off or something???

Q remained quiet as she watched the supposed magician. "Whatever happened to security? I dunno about you Krow, but I heard the butler say something about that," she mumbled to herself, ignoring everyone else.

"Right." Q hesitated, waiting for the others to go in before her. "Krow," she said softly, "didn't the butler call security?"

"Wouldn't have thought," Q mumbled. She glanced around, looking for someone that wasn't there, but she turned her gaze back to the door. She folded her arms. "How are you supposed to get in?"

Q followed, giving a wide berth around the group. Her hand kept patting the pocket where she had put the locket in as she climbed, not paying attention to where she was going. "It's fine, Krow," she spoke under her breath, not wanting to be heard. "Only one more... He's not here, he wouldn't have known what else to have done."

Quite aware of that. "Don't remind me." No emotion showed in her eyes as she said that. Q's hand shook only slightly as she pocketed the locket. Q flinched slightly, but didn't say anything, her expression cold as ice. She strode past the body without another glance and took a peek beyond the door.

"Now that he's out of the way, poor soul," she said, taking a look around. "You probably want to run or at least make sure that security doesn't catch up." She walked over to the dead body and pulled the ivory blade out with ease. "'Bout time something interesting happened, Krow," she muttered to herself. "Hum?" She plucked the locket out of his hands. A flicker of horror filled her gaze, but was completely smothered by indifference. "It'll–It'll be fine." Q sounded as if she was trying to tell herself that. "It's only another nightmare," she added quietly.

Oh, you thought that Q wasn't already a criminal? I actually don't care what you think of her, but ye, lol. This will bite me later in the rp.

"Oh Ko'ad, I wished it hadn't come to this." In the quick of a flash, a white knife appeared in her hand as she threw it with pinpoint accuracy in the poor butler's neck. Sorry, @TheWard'sGuard

"Ellis," Q whispered, "I wouldn't want to anger the man with your horrible stance, or with that tone of voice for that matter."

"Probably have to wait five years for even an opening, but who am I kidding? I just joined this group of adventurers, like every time before."

"Oh, Ko'ad's Light, I hope that this ends well." Q gave the well-dressed man a skeptical look, but let him continue.

"I'm here for personal reasons," Q muttered to herself.

Q simply nodded. "I hope that you're right, Krow," she muttered to herself, readying her knives for anything that came out. She took a peek inside.

She shot Ellis a glare, but it quickly faded and for just a moment, her guarded expression was down. Pain and sadness danced in her sapphire eyes, as if she seemed older than what she actually was. As if she had lived an entire lifetime before this. Q shook her head, her guarded gaze returning, while giving a semi-forced chuckle and a ghost of a smile. "You can call me that, but I won't respond to it."

"Charmed," she said, distracted by the tower. "I'm not sure if you caught my name, Melody, but I'm Yu––" Q caught herself before she could finish. "I'm Q."

"Uh huh, whatever you say." "Oh great," Q started to mutter to herself. "Now we got more of them, Krow. But I guess," she raised her voice that the others can hear, "I'll give you a break on that one. Ellis, is it?"

"No, I don't have the right," Q admitted. "But I know where some of these things end up and yeah, it's not pretty." A hint of bitterness and perhaps a deep sadness entered in her voice. "But it's my way of making a joke, helps me deal with what I got right now." "Since we're all going the same direction and I'm not entirely sure if you can even hold a sword right, no offense," she said, waving in Ellis' direction without looking at him. "I'll come with you. No point of leaving you guys here if only to comment about friendship then leave."

"It's... complicated," she mumbled, a dark, guarded look appearing in her eye. Q turned to the group with boredom in her gaze. "Great, now we can all run off into the sunset and sing Kumbaya," she said with a voice filled with sarcasm. "Why not sit down and make each other friendship bracelets or tell each other our life stories of how we came to this tower where all of us strangely seem to need to be."

Q rose an eyebrow. "Green suit, huh? Sounds like someone I used to know, but that's not what I'm here for." She brushed her hair behind her ear. "I need to settle a score with someone in that tower."

I'm such an idiot, sorry. Q folded her arms. "I swear," she started to rub her temple. "If you guys start singing about Oz, I'm going to throw up."