Highest-ranking, Everett didn't even want to know what someone so high up wanted with him. So far the only thing it seemed he did was put a target on his back. Especially if there was a ranking system, he was definitely at the bottom. Shit. he closed his fist tightly around the dirty rag as if it was the only thing holding him to reality.
Evertt raised his eyebrows at the smile. Definitely less than friendly looking. The blood on her face made it actually quite threatening.
Kindness or not, he didn't trust her.
"Right," he started, "well if you'll excuse me I'm going to succumb to my injuries." Which wasn't completely a lie. All he wanted to do was find a guard to point him in the direction of a cell he could just rot in. Maybe after a few days of self pity he'd find the strength to heal himself. Then the process would begin again. Over and over until he found himself not getting back up. Atleast thats what he told himself.
(Again sorry for the wait 😅)
(Don't worry about it seriously!)
Azra chuckled to herself and motioned to a tunnel off the the left "by all means, go ahead. But I wouldn't advise it " she gave him a once over before crossing her arms and chuckling to herself again "good luck, twig.. Your gonna need it down here. "
(This is short I'm sorry I'm cooking)
Everett hesitated for a moment. He wasn't so sure the strangers wish of luck was comforting. He already knew what awaited him, but seeing the dark tunnel, and hearing her word's only made him want to run back into the ring and beg for a quick painless death.
If he turned his back on her now, would this stranger offer her alliance again? Maybe it was smarter to stick with her until he figured out just what exactly she wanted. Or maybe she was lying and just needed human shields. It didn't matter. What mattered now was Everett needed to rest and figure out his next move. "Fine." He'd take her advice. For now atleast.
(Omg I didn't know you were going to make a whole new reply 🥹) I'll get mine up soon)
Azra raised a brow looking down at the kid "if you wanna get cleaned up follow me you can get washed up as best as you can and attempt to get some sleep, for your sake I hope your a light sleeper, twigs like you don't usually make it through the night." Azra started walking forward towards a tunnel on the right which lead to what you could assume was a shower.
Everett followed, grumbling something about not being a twig as he did.
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The showers, if you could even call them that, would be what Everett imagined actual hell to look and smell like.
Old rusted pipes, that had permanent leaks stuck out from the wall with sorry broken dividers between them. Not to mention that god awful smell. The showers at home always smelled of fresh lavender, or even rosemary. These smelled of rot, mold, and something else he didn't quite want to figure out. Everett held back a gag.
"You're kidding," he said to himself. It was now that he was greatful for his broken nose. He was sure that if dried blood wasn't filling his nostrils that the smell would be even worse.
Everett found himself backing out of the showers to the stranger. "You can't be serious." This had to be some kind of sick joke. That was the only possible option he could come up with. There was no way that the people that lived imprisoned down here could actually be okay with this. Granted there was probably nothing they could do to fix it. Still, he couldn't help his disgust.
(Shit, sorry gimme a few!)
(Lmao you're good. I was just checking 😅)
(❤)
(It's really hectic today I'll post tonight)
(No worries take your time, I totally get it)
Azra was waiting outside, she figured he wouldn't want to shower so she'd wait outside "hey there, twig. I take it the showers were too much for you?" She said with a chuckle "don't worry, the beds are slightly better… slightly."
(Sorry this is so damn short)
