[ With their hands interlocked, and a last wink and nod from Misa, she begins tugging them down the hill through the cover of the trees. And, as she'd explained, as their feet step over dry leaves and twigs, no sound is made in response — the heels of their (ugly, tacky) shoes phase right through the dry foliage, allowing them to avoid drawing attention.
Once they make it to the edge of the clearing, right before the driven path is that leads to their destination, Misa tugs them both inside the trunk of a large tree — her intangibility allowing them phase through and be hidden by the wood itself. It's big enough to obscure them both from view, so long as they stay huddled close. ]
Okay, once this wagon passes, we'll have to make a run for it.
[ She communes - and even though they can't see anything so long as they're hidden inside the tree's sturdy base, the sound of the wagon's wheels turning is still audible, getting louder with each passing second. ]
You're so much taller than me, you should probably lead and run as fast as you can... I'll keep up, I promise!
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Once they make it to the edge of the clearing, right before the driven path is that leads to their destination, Misa tugs them both inside the trunk of a large tree — her intangibility allowing them phase through and be hidden by the wood itself. It's big enough to obscure them both from view, so long as they stay huddled close. ]
Okay, once this wagon passes, we'll have to make a run for it.
[ She communes - and even though they can't see anything so long as they're hidden inside the tree's sturdy base, the sound of the wagon's wheels turning is still audible, getting louder with each passing second. ]
You're so much taller than me, you should probably lead and run as fast as you can... I'll keep up, I promise!