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You're both bullies.
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Caaaaaaaaaarl there is a dead human in our house
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"i'm going to pound you into the floor in a non kinky fashion using my steel-toed boots" - Raddum 2016
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"you're getting grinded in a non kinky fashion" - Raddum 2016
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"I'm going to plant you in the ground in a non kinky fashion" - Raddum 2016
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"The faster I get out of here the better." Holly replied, her voice hitched and barely above a whisper. She was just about holding herself together, one hand still clasped around Zak's wrist and the other on her corgi companion's fur. Glancing around, she noted how large they all were to how large she had thought they would have been. They seemed agitated by her presence but didn't seem to want to attack. There was definitely something odd about it all but her mind was too mixed up and muddled to figure out exactly what it was that she thought was wrong about them.
Take your time, honey. I don't mind waiting for a reply.
Miri watched the arrow fly towards her and get pushed off course before she had even blinked. With wide eyes and a thundering heart, she stared at the man who still held the bow. He seemed to be just as surprised as she was. Miri'khete had been almost certain that it was her turn to die at the hands of these guards and then here she was, still standing. It felt like her heart was five, ten, fifteen heart beats past expiry and she couldn't comprehend why. It hadn't even touched her, lying in the shadows and glinting silver in the light of the fire.
It was this shock that kept her still, even as she heard him retreat into a tent. She could have escaped. She could have run, grabbed her bag and been clear of these guards easily but by the time her mind had caught up to her, it was too late. He was back and with a companion too. Warily, she eyed the two of them. There was an exchange of words but Miri didn't pay much attention. That was that. She was going to be taken back to where she had been running from. There was little chance of escape now.
It was this shock that kept her still, even as she heard him retreat into a tent. She could have escaped. She could have run, grabbed her bag and been clear of these guards easily but by the time her mind had caught up to her, it was too late. He was back and with a companion too. Warily, she eyed the two of them. There was an exchange of words but Miri didn't pay much attention. That was that. She was going to be taken back to where she had been running from. There was little chance of escape now.
Don't worry about it :) Things are getting a little busier where I am too so I'm not really noticing when people take a while to respond. Take your time. As long as you don't forget those ideas, it'll be fine
It's okay :) I can wait. I hope things get better for you soon!
It's okay :) I can be quite patient when it comes to RPs
Miri hoped to whoever was listening that this guard didn’t find her. Tucking her stolen meat away, she took a steeling breath and watched this guard search for her She didn’t know what he would have done if he did but she didn’t think it would have been pleasant. But she was trapped with nowhere to go but into the firelight where she could be seen. He must have seen her or known she was there somehow or perhaps by sheer dumb luck he’d aimed correctly because he was aiming straight at her heart. If he loosed his arrow, she would be dead within moments.
The first time he asked, she stayed hidden and hoped he’d give up. The second time, she cringed and hoped he’d turn elsewhere so she could escape. The third time, she gave up. He would not leave. Biting softly on her lip, she stood up slowly, her slender frame barely discernible from the darkness until she stood tall enough to escape from the shadows of the crates and the fire shone light upon her. Slowly, she raised her hands, palm facing him to show she meant no harm and that she wasn’t armed in anyway.
The first time he asked, she stayed hidden and hoped he’d give up. The second time, she cringed and hoped he’d turn elsewhere so she could escape. The third time, she gave up. He would not leave. Biting softly on her lip, she stood up slowly, her slender frame barely discernible from the darkness until she stood tall enough to escape from the shadows of the crates and the fire shone light upon her. Slowly, she raised her hands, palm facing him to show she meant no harm and that she wasn’t armed in anyway.
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