Marble Cut Boys [p] [quest!]
Mar 7, 2012 12:43:39 GMT -8
Post by vetti vedi vicious on Mar 7, 2012 12:43:39 GMT -8
Finding it was half the battle.
Three men sat together, silent, side by side behind what looked like it could be a festival booth. In the middle of a forest. No landmarks in sight. Just a booth surrounded by massive trees. The booth itself had a large banner above the opening, which spanned from one side of the booth to the other, reading, in hand painted lettering, "OININ TESTIGN" [sic]. Rusty, wet wood made up the material for the small structure, and on the counter of the booth lay three clipboards, and the clasped together hands of the three men behind the booth.
The three men did little other than shift uncomfortably. Every now and then one would cough, fist to mouth, or one would tap their fingers on the counter impatiently. All three wore typical Oinin garb, and each wore various, somewhat subtle emblems and badges signifying their hard work and accomplishments. Every now and then, one would speak.
"You know, they say this is supposed to be an honor, but it doesn't really feel like one, does it?"
Deadly silence from the other two. The youngest one, who had just spoke, broke out in cold sweat, lowering his head as the other two turned to glare at him. His entire body began to shake.
"If you don't like it..."
The young adult shook slightly, dreading the man's next words, next actions.
"-I guess you can leave."
He finished the sentence with such a nonchalant demeanor that the boy was completely thrown off.
"Huh, I can?"
"Yeah, uh... I don't see why not."
The eldest of the three scratched the back of his head. The boy spoke again, now clearly quite happy.
"Oh, well my girlfriend is waiting at ho-"
He cut himself off, and all three turned their attention forward. Someone was approaching. They all adjusted their posture, waiting.