10-06-2018, 03:27 PM
[font=trebuchet ms]Pierce's assumptions were correct. While she had observed a lot of people, especially up until about a month ago, she hadn’t been doing much interaction with them. Never mind large groups like this.
His ears perked up as she mentioned the bees. Such an attentive response was probably for the best, but she doubted they could have possibly followed her this far. As he welcomed her, she stifled a sigh of relief. For once, things were going her way.
Then, all of a sudden, two more people were upon her- both of whom appeared friendly, but it was still getting rather crowded. One offered to treat the bee stings, which would be nice. The other one asked a question... "what's alive but treated like an outcast." That could be a lot of people. Was that a reference to herself?
Turning to face him, she opened her mouth to answer, but stopped short of saying anything. He was something of a mess, but his suit, tie, and hat... it wasn't exactly the garish attire that she had come to associate with bitter times, but it still put her on edge. "Uh," she muttered, glancing between him and the other four. "I... don't know? Is it me?" Realizing what she had said, she shook her head. That had come out wrong. "Not that you guys are... treating me that way. You're all nice. It's just- ah, never mind."
To Leona, she finally nodded. "Yes. I could."
/museless
His ears perked up as she mentioned the bees. Such an attentive response was probably for the best, but she doubted they could have possibly followed her this far. As he welcomed her, she stifled a sigh of relief. For once, things were going her way.
Then, all of a sudden, two more people were upon her- both of whom appeared friendly, but it was still getting rather crowded. One offered to treat the bee stings, which would be nice. The other one asked a question... "what's alive but treated like an outcast." That could be a lot of people. Was that a reference to herself?
Turning to face him, she opened her mouth to answer, but stopped short of saying anything. He was something of a mess, but his suit, tie, and hat... it wasn't exactly the garish attire that she had come to associate with bitter times, but it still put her on edge. "Uh," she muttered, glancing between him and the other four. "I... don't know? Is it me?" Realizing what she had said, she shook her head. That had come out wrong. "Not that you guys are... treating me that way. You're all nice. It's just- ah, never mind."
To Leona, she finally nodded. "Yes. I could."
/museless
[font=trebuchet ms]some weirdo