09-13-2018, 02:40 AM
[color=#208030]"Aw, you were a cute little thing." The family photo managed to bring a small smile to her face despite her overall mood, the concept of a little happy family warmed her bitter bitch heart. She didn't remember her family either, but unlike Leroy, had no evidence that they ever existed let alone what they looked like. They were far away now, too. Probably dead. Not that she needed them, she had the Tanglewood family now.
Her ears shot up at the mention of Delilah's leg, attention turning immediately to the older roguemate. So that's where her leg went. Amputation. She opened her mouth, shutting it when the cherry blossom-trailing medic beat her to it, looking around at the mess Leroy made in a drunken stupor again. [color=#208030]"Wasn't there for that." She muttered bluntly, shifting the weight of her back leg when it began to burn ever so slightly from the mere thought of why she'd missed such a wild event such as losing an entire fucking leg. Between her, Leroy, and Delilah now, it was a miracle if anyone could keep their limbs here. Guess Stocking started it with that crash landing, cursed them all it seemed. Her subtle tension subsided as the other girl reassured that it was not malicious in any sense, lord knows why Leroy ever would go around chopping limbs off. [color=#208030]"Sacrifices gotta be made, shit happens, would've hurt more to let her bleed out there." Her tone had that firmness again, which for the most part was her shoving her emotions down as far as she could get them and slamming the mental door shut and locking it. Dramatic, yes, but in the wake of letting herself so and completely falling apart with them, it was necessary.
Her ears shot up at the mention of Delilah's leg, attention turning immediately to the older roguemate. So that's where her leg went. Amputation. She opened her mouth, shutting it when the cherry blossom-trailing medic beat her to it, looking around at the mess Leroy made in a drunken stupor again. [color=#208030]"Wasn't there for that." She muttered bluntly, shifting the weight of her back leg when it began to burn ever so slightly from the mere thought of why she'd missed such a wild event such as losing an entire fucking leg. Between her, Leroy, and Delilah now, it was a miracle if anyone could keep their limbs here. Guess Stocking started it with that crash landing, cursed them all it seemed. Her subtle tension subsided as the other girl reassured that it was not malicious in any sense, lord knows why Leroy ever would go around chopping limbs off. [color=#208030]"Sacrifices gotta be made, shit happens, would've hurt more to let her bleed out there." Her tone had that firmness again, which for the most part was her shoving her emotions down as far as she could get them and slamming the mental door shut and locking it. Dramatic, yes, but in the wake of letting herself so and completely falling apart with them, it was necessary.