soul not for sale // joining

[rainier]

“[color=#6babb3]Th-They’ll get th-, get theirs, sssssoon.” She promised in a clipped voice, none too worried about the idea of there being repercussions for her actions. Amparo was quiet, though, for the trip that followed, sparing only a groan of annoyance at how her canteen thumped her side .

When they reached their destination - secret! very cool - , Amparo more or less took off to take things into her own paws. “[color=#6babb3]Bye B-Bai. Sh-Shithead.”