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Lol yeah may try again later
Em checked the board for her task, her anger made her finger shiver as she looked for her name printed in bold letters. Her assignment was at the fields, were the food for the slaves and wolves were grown. Her back soon ached from the sun and the summer harvest, her legs gave way under her. The footsteps and the sickening lash of the whip sent tears streaming down her face, and her scream of agony rang through the camp. That was the time she wished for death.
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Em frowned, she was still the under dog in this game, what an arrogant piece of... She grabbed the bucket of water that was out on the porch and thre the water on to him. Then she ran as fast as she could, angry at how he treated her. Like a child, like a naive girl who didn't know anything, well even now death seemed like a pretty escape from her reality, from the prison.
In Nobody 11 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
Hazel just looked at Zion with a sly grin,"Well hello Mr. Sensitive, are you on your "days"?" She teased as she pulled away, rubbing her aching wrists. Then she placed the pot back were it was and the spoon as well, she sighed and turned back to Zion."I hope you and Roxy didn't do anything fishy when I was asleep, like eating fish, that's real fishy." Yeah she wasn't truely awake yet.
Shuffling her legs awkwardly, she waited for a few moments before getting up and turning her back to the wolf. She took off her sweater and drank a glass of water, there was work to be done at camp and she couldn't babysit a grownup wolf. Em knew that this was the only time she could authorative to the wolves ,better savour it. "Leave the door closed once you leave okay, and don't leave until you are sure you can live until tomorow." Her voice quivered but her eyes were hard and brave on him, hopefully she could make it to the door before her attitude crumbled down to her feet.
In Nobody 11 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
Brown eyes opened to reveal the world, which was the cold room. Trudgning sleepily she entered the kitchen and grabbed a pot. Grabbing a metal spoon, she started to thrash the spoon against the pot. The gong-like sound bounded across the house and neigborhood. She first entered Roxy's room and hit the pot as hard as she could before banging the pot in Zion's face. A devilish smile crossed her lips, this was too much fun.
Em shook in her seat but she smiled, at least he was grateful. She got a small bowl from her old wooden counter, it held a steaming stew with bobbing vegetables. "It's all I have, but it will get your strengths up." The girl replied as she lay the bowl near the bed, she then carefully put some ice to the wounds to numb the pain.She remained in silence, just waiting for the other wolves to come and kill her for even making contact with him. But if she had let him die in silence, if there was a god he would never forgive her.
The next day the girl sees the same wolf lying on the ground, surrounded by crimson blood. Her heart tugged her forward but she knew she would be risking her reputation at camp. Rushing back to her house she retrieved an old rag and the bucket. Removing a navy cloak from the closet she put it on and to the bucket and rag outside. She almost turned back plenty of times, but in the end she made it to the bleeding creature. By the time she got there he was unconscious, and almost everyone had gone to work. Her house was on the outskirts of the slave camp, if anyone saw the werewolf coming out they would think of it a a house control. But if they saw her carry him in... This was her only chance, and he could be the key to her escape. "Please exist karma, cause i'm doing a good thing," she whispered as she tugged him into her house. Em stretched him out on the bed, and cleaned his wounds with a wet rag. Carefully she wrapped his wound in clean cloth strips she had left over from when she cut her leg, the scar still went down her leg. She spent some time there looking at him breath, wondering how something that looked so human could define humans as slaves.
Em was surprised that he replied, she was left standing in awe. But soon she was shaken, they did indeed beat him. She wanted to close her eyes and run, but she was fixed into place. The least she could do was thank him, and now he was suffering. They were truly beasts, Em bit her lip as she was forced to watch the whole scene. Once her feet were moving again, she pretended to go fetch some more water from the well. The wolves started to disperse slowly, her hand quivered as she tossed some bandages to the werewolf and then she set of on a crazy sprint. The warm wind blew through her hair and into her lungs as she reached her doorstep. Clutching her chest she took some gulps air, her hair was messy and wrecked. Her figure seemed to shrink as she stood there in the darkness, only brightened by the eerie light of the lamps.
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