"A half-angel? Never heard of them." Peregrine glared at the girl, her yellow eyes staring into the other's. "Will you quit jumping around, already? It's annoying. And quit stuttering, too. Do you want to get your sorry self killed?"
Okay so uh here my girl go, she's here, and she's tiny. Spectra just happened to walk by, watching the conversation and more people arriving and waking up not saying anything.
Her emerald green eyes stared into the other girls yellow eyes as she put her wings up
drama? She wondered as one of them stared at the other girl. She waited, watching and having her arms crossed like a child. Her black hoodie hung on her tiny frame.
Allison was scared as h e c k
"Like a kitten," Peregrine muttered. "A frail, weak little kitten." The swordswoman chuckled softly as the girl put her wings up, fingers still drumming on her sword's hilt.
Where am I? she thought
Those words made alison remember a toxic relationship she was once in. "Don't hurt me!"
Peregrine raised an eyebrow. "Pathetic," she spat. "It's almost sad, really. How can you call yourself a- whatever you call yourself?"
She glanced around her eyes jumping form each person, girl to girl person to person. She noticed the state of alison and how she was asking. "
"Weak." She muttered, aiming in Alison's direction. She rolled her eyes as the girl cried out. "don't hurt me! Don't hurt me!" She mocked her, Allison.
(Sorry she's like- very very not nice person lol.)
Peregrine almost burst out laughing at the other girl's mocking, but managed to regain her composure. "You sound just like her," the swordswoman remarked. "Impressive." Just to see what would happen, Peregrine began to unsheathe her sword, staring into Allison's eyes with a malicious gleam in her eyes and a smirk on her face.
Vozreal popped behind Spectra AND Peregrine. "What did you say about my friend?" He hated people making fun of her.
why thank you."
Spectra smirked at the other girl, as she almost laughed a little bit as well not making any effort cover her mouth as she stared at the girl then at alison.
She turned to vozreal, frowning at him. "I said she was weak, is there an issue with me stating obviously true facts?"
If you were in a toxic relationship in a pass and someone made fun of you for it, you wouldn't like that now would you?" he said. "oh, and Peregrine, put the sword away."
The past*
Gatzi slipped up next to Korb, explaining to him what an ‘ocean’ was. “A very large body of water, made up of saltwater. Typically means it’s not good to drink,” despite her words being directed to Korb her eyes were on the scene unfolding in front of her.
Korb nodded, taking in the information. His eyes wandered to Gatzi’s, then to what she was looking at.
"If I was in a toxic relationship in the past and somebody made fun of me for it, I'd slice them up, not cower in a corner like this pathetic waste of air." Peregrine turned as Vozreal commented on her sword. "No." The swordswoman fully unsheathed her sword, pointing the tip at Allison as she smirked.
He pulled out his pistol and aimed it at Peregrine's head. Allison pulled out her sword, which was dipped in holy water
His finger was on the trigger
"Exactly, if someone had wronged me, I would make them beg for mercy." She glared at vozreal.
"besides who said anything about us teasing her for a toxic relationship, I merely saw her flaws and decided to point them out. Nothing to do with a toxic relationship, besides, what dosent kill you is supposed to make you stronger isn't it? Well she isn't dead, and she's not stronger either." She crossed her arms holding something in her hand. "shouldn't they just have finished her off instead?" She used her whip to retrieve the gun from vozreal and pointed it at Allison. "Back off." She stared at vozreal
Mashka was scared. The only swords she had seen were rusty and old, hidden away in Mansion's chests, but even she knew how sharp their blades were.
"Stop," she said, her voice quavering. "We need to find a way out of here."
I have a sword and I ain't afraid to use it!" Allison said, not as scared
Good thing he always had extra guns
"Well, that's funny. You're afraid of everything else, I thought killing doesn't come naturally to cowards like you." The girl's eyes didn't change as she slashed the air in front of Allison's throat.
(I have a new character in the works and I think I might roleplay as her a little bit here)
Mashka took a few steps down the stairs, her pink nightgown fluttering around her ankles. She needed space. "Is there a library somewhere?"
I am not afraid anymore!" She said, stabbing Peregrine in the heart
Peregrine stepped to the side, blocking the attack with her own sword. "That might have been the slowest attack I've ever seen," she remarked with a chuckle.
Myra followed Mashka out the door, choking back a scream. Crazy. All of them.
"We should hide." she told Mashka, "Some where safe…"
Mashka took a deep breath.
"The library," she said. Books were her friends, had always been her friends. "Is there a library?"
Ash it always feels like Peregrine ends up fighting with my characters))