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Text Cut: Brave Bria Quote:
Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie 
Bria sighed, shifting her weight. Because... like... there were probably loads of nests inside the building... and maybe some crows roosting as well... or perhaps a whole parliament of owls on break from delivering the post.
She had been just about to roll her eyes fondly at Avalon's theatrics when the sharp snap of a twig cut through the crisp air. Bria's head snapped toward the shack, her grip tightening on the fence. "That... was probably a bird," she offered, though the way her voice tilted at the end made it clear she wasn't entirely convinced. Wishful thinking was still perfectly practical thinking, however! Her breath curled in front of her as she hesitated, peering toward the shadows. "Or, you know, something not a bird."
Bria swallowed, forcing a nervous grin as she glanced at her friend. "W-well... guess there's only one way to find out!" she chirped, voice light but not quite steady. She exhaled sharply - more for her own sake than anything else - before swinging her leg over the fence - though not with nearly as much the same pizzaz as her friend - and dropping down beside Avalon. Her boots crunched against the frost-bitten ground, and she shot Avalon a look that was half determination, half please let this not be something horrible, half positively enthralled with the sense of adventure being nurtured between them - which was too many halves but who was actually counting?
"Lead the way," she said, tugging her scarf a little tighter around her neck.
There was a touch of relief when Bria voiced the thought that Avalon was trying and failing to convince herself was true. She let out a slow breath, trying to force her shoulders to relax. "Yeah," she agreed, "like maybe a...fox or something." In relation to if it wasn't a bird. Perfectly normal and not scary if it was a cute little fox and not...y'know something ACTUALLY scary like a banshee.
It did help her relax just a bit more once her friend was on the same side of the fence as she was. For the first time, she was super, super grateful that Bria had decided to join her. Avalon had originally assumed she would be doing this alone, and she had originally thought she'd be perfectly fine with it. But now, facing the creepy old shack in person, she knew in the back of her mind that she probably would've backed out by now if she were alone. She'd certainly still say she'd done it, but she'd feel lousy about herself on the inside and no one would ever know.
There was no backing out now though - even if, deep down, she was sure Bria wouldn't think less of her if she did. But Avalon was a Gryffindor, and her Hufflepuff brother Tal had gone into the Forbidden Forest of all places and lived to tell the tale, and if he could do that, then she HAD to do this.
It was gonna be fine! Hopefully.
And so lead the way she did, her eyes focusing straight ahead in an effort to keep herself moving. If she looked around, she might see something that would make her pause, and she couldn't afford any more hesitation. She marched right up to the boarded up door, cupping her hands around her eyes to peer through a crack between boards.
"Can't see much in there," she commented, before pulling back. "Let's see if we can pull these off?" She grabbed the edge of one of the boards and gave it a tug. The shack creaked - the sound seeming amplified in the crisp, quiet air - but otherwise the wooden board remained unmoved.
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