09-01-2018, 05:01 AM
// me? responding late? it's more likely than you think
[color=grey]"You've got me there." She managed a small, albeit pained smile. She wasn't even trying to be sarcastic she just....didn't have an argument. Tsuyu was right, Tanglewood was probably already in the process of wiping her existence from their minds. But hey, that was fair. They were strong, smart, supported each other. She didn't. Maybe it was good to purge the swamp of the weaklings. [color=grey]"Bold of you to assume I'm not already the most useless outcast to disgrace the swamp's radioactive waters." Bitterness seeped into her tone, the slick and blood matted fur of her back leg being as fuel for her own fire. She tried to push her upper body up, trying to make some progress so she wouldn't seem so violently pathetic, but found a moment after she had succeeded her body just...gave out. She collapsed, going jaw first into the ground, not being able to get back up again. And it felt disturbing, she didn't know what it was, but she wanted to pick at her flesh and remove that feeling. It felt....internal. Was that a thing?
[color=grey]"This isn't anything new." Arrow frowned. Damn, this chick was the living embodiment of her self esteem, huh? It was like listening to an echo, but an echo that broke your legs and beat the shit out of you. She managed to roll over onto her side, cheek pressed against the ground and mutilated leg laid out to the side. [color=grey]"What, did you think I expect some sorta rescue? Ha, they probably think I got snatched by a gator finally or some shit. Fucking congrats, you managed to beat the weakest one out of them all. D'ya feel tough yet?"
[color=grey]"You've got me there." She managed a small, albeit pained smile. She wasn't even trying to be sarcastic she just....didn't have an argument. Tsuyu was right, Tanglewood was probably already in the process of wiping her existence from their minds. But hey, that was fair. They were strong, smart, supported each other. She didn't. Maybe it was good to purge the swamp of the weaklings. [color=grey]"Bold of you to assume I'm not already the most useless outcast to disgrace the swamp's radioactive waters." Bitterness seeped into her tone, the slick and blood matted fur of her back leg being as fuel for her own fire. She tried to push her upper body up, trying to make some progress so she wouldn't seem so violently pathetic, but found a moment after she had succeeded her body just...gave out. She collapsed, going jaw first into the ground, not being able to get back up again. And it felt disturbing, she didn't know what it was, but she wanted to pick at her flesh and remove that feeling. It felt....internal. Was that a thing?
[color=grey]"This isn't anything new." Arrow frowned. Damn, this chick was the living embodiment of her self esteem, huh? It was like listening to an echo, but an echo that broke your legs and beat the shit out of you. She managed to roll over onto her side, cheek pressed against the ground and mutilated leg laid out to the side. [color=grey]"What, did you think I expect some sorta rescue? Ha, they probably think I got snatched by a gator finally or some shit. Fucking congrats, you managed to beat the weakest one out of them all. D'ya feel tough yet?"