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    1. Fionraella 9 yrs ago

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"I can't be of much help while I'm holding on to you," Vera pointed out irritably, her mind racing as she tried to think of a Brom in camp that could keep Destin in the camp until Fabine returned to speak with him. Maybe Elauna? she thought, or pretty much anyone that would respect Fabine's orders at this point. As they hurried, Vera glanced at Destin out of the corner of her eye. "Destin... why did you leave? Honestly. Was is Fabine? Or was it that girl, or something else...?"


Destin keeps pulling, trying to slow their progress to camp, but failing since he was so small. He sighs heavily. "I like that girl...She and I like each other..." He looks down "we've been meeting at the river a few times in the past months..." He kicks at the ground. "I just....I'm not happy inthe Broms anymore."
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Vera sighed, wincing as she watched the fierce battle between Kianna and Fabine. She knew it wasn't her place to intervene, but she still felt personally responsible if her leader went and got himself hurt. She turned back to Destin and nodded towards the Brom camp. "C'mon, I've got to get you back," she said briskly and hurriedly pulled him away from the river.


"But.." Destin tries to pull free of her grasp. "You're not even going to help Fabine??" He asks, trying to wrench free. "Please Vera, I can't go back! Fabine won't let me leave! He'lltie me to a post or something awful to keep me here!"
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"Say that to his tooth." Brianna retreats for a moment and then returns with one of Ambrose's wisdom teeth. She'd only brought it along to continue her studies, but this use seemed apt as well. The sight of the girl's tears hurt her heart but she pretended that Ptelea was only having a tantrum. "I hope you didn't like that precious face of his too much. It's got a nice new mark on it now. The sad part is..." She drew out the cartoon she'd drawn off the chubby parrot. There were faint bloodstains on it. "... He was thinking of you the whole time. He even let us know where you were. Kind, yes?"


Ptelea gasps, putting her hands over her mouth. "Rosey!" She sobs, whimpering fearfully. "No!" She cries out, shaking. She moves further from the side of the cell, trembling. "I want my brother!" she cries, tears rolling down her cheeks. She looks at Brianna in fear. "Rosey would never tell you where I was! You're...you're lying!" She says firmly, balling her tiny hands into fists. "I want my brother!"
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"Ambrose, Ambrose!" Brianna cries in mock pain, taunting Pterea's voice. "Oh, Ambrose! Please come save me." She sneers at the girl. "I saw him cry in pathetic pain for his little baby parrot." She holds up her hands. "His fingers bled for you."


Ptelea begins crying. "Please stop it!" She begs, sniffling. "I want Ambrose!" She orders the best she can, voice trembling. "My brother is not pathetic!" She says firmly.
"What do you know about what I did? Did you see the body?" Brianna begins to stalk the cage back and forth. "I think you'll find I am the one in full understanding of the situation. You think your name is all I know? Hardly... I know about your mother. I know about your father who drowned in his own alcoholic obsession. Oh, and I particularly know about your brother." she watches closely for Ptelea's reaction.


Pterea whimpers. "No, but...Reina was fine!" She insists, crossing her arms. She then gasps. "You...you don't know anything!" she rushes to the cell door and pulls on it. "I want out!" She shouts, kicking at the door, tears in her eyes. "P..please let me go!" She pleads, looking at Brianna.
"Reina?" Brianna purrs. "The little we left bleeding in the alleyway? Oh, she's not going to help you now Ptelea." she stresses the name to make sure that Ptelea notices the knowledge she holds.


Ptelea whimpers. "No..you didn't hurt her." She says defiantly. She gulps as Brianna says her name. She slowly crawls out from under the bed. She watches the older woman worriedly. "H...how do you know who I am?"
Brianna thinks for a moment. What would be the best persona for their purposes? Although she loathed to do it, the choice was obvious. Creepy scientists always did the best to startle young children and the Boss wanted the girl to weep pathetically and beg for her brother to come save her. She pushes her glasses up to the bridge of her nose and grabs a spare scalpel before going to the cage. "Ooooh, hello there sweetiepie!" Her own voice sickens her in its eerie tone.


Ptelea squeaks and jumps off the bed before crawling underneath it. "Go away!" She cries out. "I want Reina!" She says, peeking out at Brianna. She whimpers fearfully.
Hours later, the sun rose over an unsuspicious warehouse. The day was bright outside despite the cold weather. However, inside darkness hung over the furnishings as if night had slunk into the room itself to hide from the sunlight. In a far corner of the large place was a makeshift cell. Its contents? A tiny little girl laying on a hard grey bed as if she had fallen asleep there willingly.
Brianna couldn't stop herself from looking at the child. It distracted her as she tried to set up the recording equipment according to The Boss's latest text. I wonder if Lilian got the present I sent her? She mused, thinking of her niece.


Ptelea whimpers, slowly coming to. She yawns and opens her eyes, groaning. "Oww...my head." She whines, before slowly sitting up. She rubs her eyes before looking around. "Hello? Reina?" She calls out softly. She gasps, noticing she was in a cell. She whimpers and moves to a corner of the bed. "I..is someone there??"
Brianna huffs and gets into the other side of the car. "Well, I don't need to know them, do I? Let's just get on the way. Somebody's going to notice a little girl lying in the alleyway sooner or later and then we'll be in a whole different kind of trouble."


"Will you shut up already?" Hunter snaps, irritated. He starts the car and drives onto the main road. He snorts as he drives, heading back tot he facility.
Brianna whips a pen out of her pocket and holds it right in front of Hunter's nose, as if she were threatening him with a knife rather than a piece of stationary. "How dare you even insinuate that to me, Hunter. I might not dabble in vivisection but I get a job done when it needs to be done." She retracts the pen and slides it back into her pocket. "Do you have the directions to where we're supposed to keep the girl in the meantime?"


Hunter smirks a bit at the pen. He taps her nose before getting in the car. "I do have the directions but due to your rudeness I don't think I'm going to let you know them." He says before slamming his door and buckling up. He was angry, but not about to show that. He waits for her to get in.
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