Walking In A Winter Wonderland

[Abra]

So gather ye demons, it seems it's your day

I sin but I've paid more than ten thousand graves

Abra had missed the cold. She had missed the blistering wind blowing in her face until tears stung in her eyes, had missed the snow clinging to the hair and dampening her clothes, had missed watching her hot breath turn to steam as it mingled with the frigid air. It was good to be going home.

She had been away from home, from Azgeda, for much too long; living with the enemy, waking seen but unseen through Trikru territory. The was until two nights ago. Abra had captured someone, a prize for the Queen; skai gada. She had found the girl scouting the woods, she had wondered beyond the safety of their walls, and had taken her captive.

Abra kept the girls hands bound behind her back, walked behind her so that she was never out of her sight. They had been travelling since toward the Azgeda capital... where the girls worth would be determined. "Hos op, skai gada."

Tag: Cheryline Kavanagh

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[Cheryline Kavanagh]

"English please. I don't speak Savage." Cheryline said, turning her head towards Abra. The girl had been caught by one of those Savages... what was she gonna become to them? Food? A Slave? Maybe just a play toy of some sort. At this point, the girl was pretty sure she wasn't going to see the 100. She needed to find a way to set the female up so she could run, but not her newly found bodyguard.

Sighing, she tried to remember how the hell she had came to this. First, a Day ago, she'd told Bellamy about how she was going out to scout, with or without his saying. She had grabbed a knife to protect and help herself to cut up anything that seemed edible and wasn't going to kill her. Plus, in her gray bag, she had a couple of rations, enough to last two days, but nothing more.

One thing seemed sure about the teen. She didn't seem to be hostile or want to run, despite her looking around, only to see woodlands and weird butterflies. She was more into scouting around, memorizing what the place looked like instead of being useless on their trek. "How long 'til we get home, Lady?" She'd ask, before Abra had the chance to just repeat whatever she wanted to say, probably even interrupting her as she began to speak up.

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[Abra]

So gather ye demons, it seems it's your day

I sin but I've paid more than ten thousand graves

Abra did not reply to the girls taunt, didn't even acknowledge that she had spoken. If the blond was another person she might have become angry, might have beaten her or possibly killed her but not Abra. She was calm, unconcerned, and entirely indifferent because she knew the skai gada's attitude wouldn't last long. She would break, hard, learn her place--that was guaranteed.

The girl knew nothing of how the world worked; it was a wild and untamed place, a place not meant for cowards. But not only was she blind to the way the world worked, she also knew nothing of the Ice Nation or what they were capable of or the horrors she would suffer at their hands. So Abra would let her run her mouth for the moment, and when they were in the capital she would teach her to mind her tongue.

“Ai biyo: Hos op, skai gada.” As a warrior Abra was bilingual, able to speak both English and Trigedasleng, which put her at an advantage over the younger female. It was an advantage she had no intentions of revealing before necessary. Abra shoved at her again, harder this time, to emphasize her words.

Tag: Cheryline Kavanagh

thanks malin @ adox

[Cheryline Kavanagh]

"Since we clearly aren't on the same page, I'll just talk to myself. Seemingly, that's the only way I'm gonna have answers." Cheryline mockingly said out loud, seconds before adding "Bitch..." under her breath. As much as she seemed somewhat stressed, she was handling herself very well but... something seemed weird. If she didn't hide the girl's eyes, her vision, did that mean she intended for her to stay? Or even... was she intending that she wasn't going to be back to the 100 anymore. Though, just to be mocking her even, and try to hide her stressed self from the savage lady, she'd start talking to herself, just as she promised before.

"What do you think of the weather, Cherry? Oh, the weather's nice, thanks for asking! I mean, it'd be much better if I was tied up out in the woods and- But wait you idiot, you are in that exact position!" Clearly, the girl didn't think high of her assailant, especially with the tone she had throughout her own little conversation. Jump down to the ground on a fallen tree, she'd turn around and look to look at her. She had stopped once more. Maybe She was gonna get something bad out of it this time but... for once, she hadn't stop exactly for nothing. "Think I can go pee? Been holding it ever since you got me."

She wasn't exactly lying, maybe the lady wouldn't care but, it was worth a shot. If she could get just far enough from her to be able to run with a somewhat clear path, maybe she could run away from her. Heck, that was if she'd even stay a couple of meters away, just to give her some privacy. Taping her left foot on the ground lightly, she'd wait for Abra to give her an answer. Or, at least some kind of sign that she could go or anything of the sort. Ugh, communicating with savages was such a devious journey in itself.

Tag: Abra

[Abra]

So gather ye demons, it seems it's your day

I sin but I've paid more than ten thousand graves

A growl of irritation clawed its way up the blonde woman's throat as her hostage stopped, again. There was a temptation to shove the girl, to grab her by the hair and march onward, dragging her along, but her words caused the Azgeda warrior to roll her eyes. She needed to go to the bathroom; wonderful. Abra narrowed cold blue eyes on the girl, not believing her but not willing to risk the chance that she was telling the truth.

Abra stepped toward her with a menacing step, grabbed Cheryline roughly by the arm and dragged her closer. With her free hand she pulled the knife from the strap on her thigh, brandishing it for the smaller female to see, for her to understand the threat. Abra let the blade reflect the sun for a moment before cutting the rope that bound her. "If you run, you die. Do you understand, skai gada?"

Tag: Cheryline Kavanagh

thanks malin @ adox