Stops mid-step and turns to head back over to her bed to flop back onto it.

"I mean, if you don't want me near you, all you have to do is say so."

Giggles.

#r-ctypark Elodie Stone and Hugo Starling - the plot thickens.

hello Seven

fine thanks

please stay on the bed *S*

"Good evening, little one. How are you?"

Smiles and moves to stand from the bed and come over to you.

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"Wait my job?...I do not remember you asking me nor do I remember a=excepting this job."

He turns to face you

visits

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"well I guess it could be purple moss....I sure the Fu*ck aint getting close enough to find out...no that is your job thank you."

And she takes another drink.

Lays on her bed and just kinda...hangs out.

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"That is good to know and since he will leave me alone, I will do the same, he has nothing to fear from me."

There is a slow rise to one single brow and this expression takes on a you have got to be kidding look, he glances from you to the drink and back again

"Either you have gone crazy from the heat, or you have had enough to drink. I mean really patches of purple fur."

pear

Stirring, as she slowly comes to. Blues opening and adjusting to the dim light as she stretches her petite frame on the hard cot before sitting up.

i It's been a month or so ... she really lost track of time ... since They brought her here, wherever ... here ... was, kicking and screaming after the sham "trial" where she was found guilty ... of something.

Since then, she rarely left her cell, being fed and, on occasion, taken by the Guards. The place was a sauna, even at night. Apparently, the only way to even get some AC was to work in some sort of brothel at the jail. Or so she heard one of the guards explain it to another girl. She shuddered when she thought of the things that must take place in that brothel. She'd rather sweat in here than be taken up there.

Stirring, as she slowly comes to. Blues opening and adjusting to the dim light as she stretches her petite frame on the hard cot before sitting up.

It's been a month or so ... she really lost track of time ... since They brought her here, wherever ... here ... was, kicking and screaming after the sham "trial" where she was found guilty ... of something.

Since then, she rarely left her cell, being fed and, on occasion, taken by the Guards. The place was a sauna, even at night. Apparently, the only way to even get some AC was to work in some sort of brother at the jail. Or so she heard one of the guards explain it to another girl. She shuddered when she thought of the things that must take place in that brothel. She'd rather sweat in here than be taken up there.

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He gives a half chuckle

"Close enough she say."

He takes another drink before placing the tankard to the table and looking at you

"Seriously there is a troll on the other side of the camp?...Sniglhotter...with a name like that must be a real looker."

prickly

Passing through an interesting room on her way to the jail.

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"Well not really devils from hell but....close enough."

She grins and takes a drink before setting it back to the table and then leaning a little and speaking a little lower in tone.

"all kinds....have you not seen the troll on the other side of the camp...or the umm I cant even begin to describe Ole Sniglhotter....that one is a bit out there."

-waits a little while-

... Jack my libido in your fashion ...

lp

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He watched you come over and his eyes are on that tankard he has never been so happy to see a drink in his life. You place it down and he immediately picks it up and takes a drink looking over to you

"The Silverton Twins are devils from hell?...you do have all kinds here dont you."