08-04-2018, 12:41 PM
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(uGHH I HATE BEING BUSY)[b][color=#414a4c]"The only bug-eyed monsters here are our awful brothers who decided to crash our adventure."
The remark was made by Amren who, at last, decided to step from the shadows and join Mosa on her perch. Around her neck, a ruby necklace gleamed in the dim light, the glow of her silver eyes pairing especially well with the crimson of the jewels. She had of course found the lovely little accessory and made it hers the moment her gaze fell upon it. Now, it seemed as if they could not be separated, Amren reluctant to even permit others to look upon it for too long. She was a strange one, really, but as she sat besides her sister, she couldn't help but turn a narrowed stare towards Nightsky and Sayonara. [color=#414a4c]"This was supposed to be our trip, boys," The black smoke commented, [color=#414a4c]"Does really no one believe that Mosa and I can handle ourselves?"
Amren sighed, relishing in the quiet (well, as quiet as a swamp could be) for a few minutes before her attention was piqued by Arrow's arrival. She seemed nice enough, a shame considering they came with particularly... unfortunate news. Oh well, she didn't care enough to feel remorse for more than a few fleeting seconds, her face not once anything but apathetic. [color=#414a4c]"My name is Amren Mortem an-" Her introduction was cut short by the arrival of another, one who seemed vastly different than the first Tangler who had greeted them. [color=#414a4c]"Licking your boots? Really?" She scoffed, appalled by the assumption. She did not lick boots- especially boots associated with anything in this godforsaken smelly swamp. [color=#414a4c]"I don't think we'd want to be allies anyways. If this is how you greet people, consider us unimpressed."
Silver eyes would roll, a black maw opening to continue in her verbal assault before she heard both Arrow and La-miyla. [color=#414a4c]"At least you two are somewhat tolerable," She decided bluntly, a little nod of her head following her words. If everyone was like this Nurse, she would have turned tail a long time ago. [color=#414a4c]"And no!" It was a prideful proclamation, one that revealed that she had been slightly wounded by the idea of her any of her parents coming along. [color=#414a4c]"We are here by ourselves. We can handle ourselves," She explained bitterly, a plumed tail lashing with a sort of fiery fervor. She and Mosa had departed the Rosebloods with that idea in mind, it had been their brothers who came along to ruin her much-needed girl's day.
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I MAKE THE RULES, I DO AS I PLEASE
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