A~ *she’s like, really valuable so they are keeping her alive, barley, but she looks at the subject whose abt to be killed*
...yeah- but still all of you are dumb- I have the smarts to have gotten away for as long as i did...you wouldn’t last an hour in my shoes...not that I have any..

A~ *shuddering breaths, in one of those hospital gown things*
Like you can do much more to me...death is better than seeing your ugly mug every day.

S~ like I play around with music and I do stupid stuff for fun...
*snek goes back into cage*

A~ *in a cage, listening to it all...but she’s not the one who their after*
...
*”shoot shoot shoot- where da heck is Chris?!”*
*having a panic attack cos of all the memories and pains coming back from the smells and the sight of DD and the others*
...you know that some of your slaves have voices and ears right?

Me?

S~ *playing wit snek*
Well- we all have our things...

yey- I have made another fren in my age group- exept a year younger-

HELLO- will chu be my friend?

S~*shrugs*
well- when you have a snake as a best friend for like 8 years you'll talk to urself and think your talking with the snake

*a purple snake slithers out of it's cage and coils in his lap*

S~ so naTurally i have some weird habits like talking to myself and such...

S~*inhales and exhales*
SO- when I was really young I was found in a burning house and my father Ysun came and got me out- he raised me, then when I was like 5 he got married to Je-hain and we were ok for a while- then je-hain went crazy, and was an alcoholic- saying someone was after him, he was right and my parents were cut down in front of me when i was 8 and i met Yoru-she's like my sister, and I've been alone ever since...

S~*"weeew"*
wow- well, do you want to hear my story? yours actually is sort of like mine- exept I had two dads and I'm adopted with no real parents

You forgot abt green and res

S~ So what’s your story? I’ll spare you mine- unless you want that tragic tale after yours

S~ not much but it’s ok...for elf standards.
*sits on one of his beanbag chairs in his bedroom when they get there*

S~ Smart-
*opens le heavy door and his house is really nice*
Here we are.

S~ yea- since we’re not going there unless you somehow know how to fight and wanna spare.
*leads them to his house*
Watch out for that last step- it’s rickety and‘ll break most likely

S~ *blink blink and looks down at him*
You’re as tall as a 3-5 year old here....meh- it doesn’t really matter- you can get thru doors- but you might be trampled if you go into the training grounds...where the warriors are- and they’re unforgiving so-

:0 ok- but I’m thinking Mark’s mom’ll win her over with the promise of riches and praise

Meepy~ *hugs in thicc so I give good hugs*
UR SHO COOT I CAN’T HANDLE IT-