Avalin Seranu
Avalin looked up with an alert look to her eyes as he whispered a question into her ear, and she nodded quietly with a grin. She stood a ways off to the side as Ezekiel strode over to a man who was obviously in chains, and inserted the pick into the lock in attempts to free him. It opened rather quickly, but the reaction the man had was far from gratefulness at that precise moment.
It looked as if Ezekiel had tortured the poor fellow and then shot him. It was not a pretty sight. A feeling of sympathy wrenched Avon’s insides, but she refrained from doing anything- obviously he had freaked out by the close proximity, or, at least that’s what Lynn deduced. He began writhing and sobbing, and finally, his form went completely limp, and for a moment she thought he might have had a seizure or passed out or something.
And then he sneezed, to which a huge grin couldn’t help curl into her lips. ’Aww, he’s just like a little cat!’ After that traumatic experience was over and the man seemed to calm down and get up, and smile at one of his friends, she took a small breath of relief.
His friend then spoke up, reminding Ava of the situation once again, ” "Is there any more of you? We need to regroup and get a wiggle on if we ever plan on getting out of here." Avalin joined the group, making sure to stay away from the strange man as to not upset him again. “Nope, this is all of us. Let’s get going.” She smiled, though it faltered when Jack came on the scene with the snake-girl Evie had told her about, and she said that there was someone coming.
With all that had happened tonight, she most definitely was not going to question anything, and she set off once again herself towards the direction of where the three had come in. She paused and turned around with another good-natured smile, and called out to the others. “Well, you guys coming?”