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Kayla sighed once more and stood. "We can't stay here for very long...No doubt the guards are hot on our trail...." She mused, no emotion in her voice but her mind was screaming in fear. What if they find me? Will they kill me? No, too merciful...they'd torture me and Gale in front of each other even though we both have nothing to hide... |
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"They're not." He reassured, leaning back against a large stone casually. "Unless they have hounds, but i've heard nothing so......" He shrugged. "we should be fine." But Gale knew, and he would never forget what they had done to him. His back had been made a canvas and the whip the paintbrush, his blood and split flesh the paint. He'd blacked out then, before being dragged back to the prison to be starved and deprived of water. All while the cherry on top was the torture that rat of a king King Varys had also applied. Gale shuddered, his gaze sudddenly filling with fear as memories flushed through. He stood abrubtly, hurridely gathering his few items he dragged along with him. "C'mon," He barked, more snappy then he had been in a while. Still with that wide look of fear and worry. "we're leaving. Now hurry up." Gale ordered, already trudging his way out of the wood and onto a faintly ridden dirt road. He looked both ways, then crept his way out. If I get caught, he pondered. I've doomed not only myself but half the nation. |
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I feel like you'd like my new Rose x BD RP if u want to look at that ^^) Kayla followed with a disapproving look |
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Kayla followed for a few steps before gasping and collapsing to the ground, a knife blade stuck in her side as she gasped for air that refused to come. A woman stood behind her, smirking. "This bitch is coming with us. Thanks, amte" She said, heavy accent lingering as a man reached for Kayla's now bloody and slipping away body. Her vision flickered, gasping for air and feeling the warm blood pool around her |
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Evening Thunderstorms, Hail Possible
