[b] "Oi!"
"Come sit with us, would you? We're discussing whether our keepers plan to kill or fuck us. I'm starting a pool." [/b]
Silvarae would raise an eyebrow at the greeting from the familiar red-head and the chosen topic of discussion. She could honestly say that she highly doubted they were there to be used in some kind of offering for the price her father normally charged for her services, a sacrificial offering would be insane to even consider. As for the second idea a slight blush would cross her face before she would shake her head furiously. 
[color=darkorchid]”Don’t be ridiculous”[/color] she would say unable to completely hide the embarrassment from her tone. The thought of such a possibility being totally abstract though reminding her of her total lack of experience in that department. 
[color=darkorchid]”Besides why would they have martial training facilities for us to train in combat here if they intended to use us as some kind of pleasure doll.[/color] she would add as she took up a position beside the door leaning back against it, her left hand straying to the dagger at her side gently resting on the pommel. An old tactic to be aware of the exits, and to secure them. In this position she had a good view of the rest of the room and commanded control of the ext. 
Looking over the two women in the room she had seen Maeve working out and knew that if it came to it she would be hard pressed to take her out in hand to hand if not for the fact that she seemed to be largely unarmed while Silvarae herself carried her armour and her weapons for close combat. The other woman, a much smaller woman who seemed to her to be kind of petit, she had seen her around the bas only in passing though and had no real knowledge on her, ‘if it came to a fight she’s the wild card.’ She thought to herself with a nod. 
She would relax against the wall visibly, she had assessed the situation now and they didn’t seem to be any real threat to her though she had no way of knowing their runic powers were, and in the case of the smaller woman, she didn’t know if she even had a marking to say she has powers, she could very well be one of the blessed waiting here for everyone to gather. 
[color=darkorchid]“The names, Zero.”[/color] She would say as her fingers traced around the pommel of her dagger she was feeling a little annoyance at being made to stop her training for this, while also feeling slightly underprepared in not knowing that much about the others. 

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