@PeaceWillWin-FearWillLose
((Bye fren))
((Bye fren))
gtg
((Cya!))
((… idk what to do))
(I'm still here)
((Hello!))
(hi)
"Guys, can we just get to the point." He snaps.
"We were going to test on their powers weren't we! This is why we got them!! I'M A DOCTOR!!!"
Clara backs away quickly. "What?"
"Well check them and make sure their not hurt." Ryul snapped back, walked to the door.
"Oh, yeah, we were gonna figure you out. They're supposed to guard you, I'm supposed to dissect you and the results go to… her." He purrs, raising his gun at her.
(gtg)
((Bye))
"Don't you dare touch me," Clara says, death-staring Rey.
He leans forward and bends down and pokes her knee.
"There.."
Clara kicks him in the stomach. "allez-vous en!"
"сука!!" He groans, rubbing his stomach and pouting.
Clara grits her teeth. "I told you not to touch me."
"Well, you've been only annoying recently so why would I bother listening to someone who only offends me!" He growls, sad now. He puts his back to her and faces the door.
"I'm sorry." Her anger dies down. "I have what Juni likes to call 'personal space issues'. Plus, I don't like being experimented on."
He doesn't reply, humphing only and pouting, not even turning to look at her.
"Please accept my apology." She sighs.
(No idea what is happening.)
"Why should I, honestly…." He huffs angrily, not looking at her still.
((Rey and Clara had another argument))
"Because I'm genuinely sorry?" She said. "I'm just kinda stressed."
"Makes sense since I'm going to kill you."
Clara backs away from the door. A tattoo of wispy shadows appears on her left forearm. She holds her hands up. "I'd rather you didn't."
"Well, then please behave and your dissection will be a lot less painful." He whispers, turning and raising his gun again.
Clara walks away to the back corner and sits in the shadows, sulking.
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