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Post by Roma Bragg on May 15, 2016 19:04:37 GMT
How cute. Earth Skills. As if I will ever need to know any of that. We aren't going to Earth for another hundred years, so me learning some pointless tricks on how to make fire is only wasting my time, and I have more important people to do. Roma
Roma was running, and she didn't know if she could stop. She never should have left the group, but she was afraid, and she had thought they were behind her for a moment, but when she realized they weren't it was too late! Her heart was beating so fast, and she couldn't think about thing but the fear right now! Pausing for a moment she looked around, trying to see if anyone was following her, or which way she could run. With her blood moving so quickly she wasn't taking in as much details as she normally would, so instead she just turned to run.
There was a root of a tree that stuck up slightly, and it tripped her, causing a spear to lodge in the tree right where she had been standing. Pushing up she rounded the tree and ran the other way! She cried out for her friends--well, for the only one she thought of as a friend--while she kept running. Looking back over her shoulder she failed to see the tree branch before she ran smack into it, and it knocked her breath out of her. The world spun, and she tried to suck in a breath, as she looked back to see if they were chasing her. She could see them gaining closer, the spear once again in their hand. "Please," she begged to them, but her voice didn't carry far, as she was still trying to absorb the pain of running into the tree.
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Post by ash on May 30, 2016 19:06:37 GMT
Damn them. He wasn’t supposed to be here, but he had no place to go technically. Roan was sure they were after him, but eventually he noticed that that was not the case. They were not after him at all, but after a girl. Now that was something new even to him. They were hunting a girl. She must have been someone of interest, maybe someone he could use. Knocking a few arrows, he let them loose, killing the Trikru warriors after the – he noticed it now – girl that was not armed or at least not significantly. Roan made his way forward, grabbing the girl.
“Why are they after you?” He said in perfect English. He held her, held her close or up, he wasn’t too sure. She didn’t look too healthy anymore. The fleeing and whatever happened to her during it, apparently to their toll on the girl. Maybe he should offer her water, but there was time for that later. Once she told him why the hell those bastards were after her. And there was no way they were after her for no reason. They didn’t do that. But they sometimes had stupid reasons. A lot of them actually, thanks to where their loyalty lay, when their leaders loyalty did not lie with them. The poor people.
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Post by Roma Bragg on May 30, 2016 23:44:21 GMT
How cute. Earth Skills. As if I will ever need to know any of that. We aren't going to Earth for another hundred years, so me learning some pointless tricks on how to make fire is only wasting my time, and I have more important people to do. Roma
When it came to fight or flight, Roma was a runner. The large grounder grabbed her and pulled her up; but the most shocking part was him speaking English. She had never heard them speak before, so she wasn't sure why that was surprising, but it was. She flailed her arms while trying pointlessly to break free form his hold but nothing hit strong enough to get her free. If she managed to get free, she could run again! Maybe not out run him, but still run.
Why did they want her? She had no idea! They'd been hunting them since she got here! "I don't know!" She bit out at him, her arms growing still when Roma figured out that she couldn't get free. "You've always hunted us! We don't know why!" That angered her! Stupid grounders! Stupid Earth! Stupid dress! THIS WAS NOT WORTH THE DRESS! She tried jerking out of his grip again, but nothing gave. "What do you want?!" She demanded, afraid but if she was going to die she wanted to know WHY DAMN IT!
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Post by ash on Apr 13, 2017 18:55:29 GMT
“Stop thrashing.” Roan hissed. “I will not hurt you:” Because why would he? There was no glory in killing a helpless girl and it brought him nothing good. So he had no intention of hurting her. He’d offer her water and help treat the injuries even. Once he knew she was no enemy. But her words surprised him a great deal. He loosened his grip a little, not holding her as hard as he did before, because he believed her. She reminded him more of a scared little foal than an enemy. So why would they hunt her? And why would she not recognize these scars as Azgeda an their paint as Triku? The answer came to him when he really took in her clothing. That was no clothing of any of the clans. And she was on Trikru territory. That alone could be a reason for them to be pissed.
“Those are not my people!” Roan said. “Those are Trikru. I’m Azgeda. A different clan. My people don’t live here. We live North. And guessing by your ignorance towards their clan and mine – and the clear difference, you are not of any clan.” But where was she from? “Where do you come from?” He asked her. “Maybe I can find a reason why you are being hunted. I know them. They hunt me, too.”
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