[center][h1][color=#BC8F8F]Vae Lynn SaDablio[/color][/h1][/center]
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[center][h3]~| Location: Gates to under the mountain|~[/h3][/center]
The woman seemed very confused after Vae spoke making her feel uneasy.  Had she done this shitty process out of order? Was the older woman confused about what she said? In a way the teenager knew she had spoken english so why did she look so confused? Perhaps it was the strange words that come the native american’s native tongue? She was calm right? A hand slowly crept towards the young woman’s chin, the top of her hand leaning against her mouth, thumb underneath the chin as if it was hiding, and thoughts churning into unwanted memories. 

[color=#BC8F8F][i]” Did I do this introduction out of order? Should I attempt to restructure my sentence? No, because if I do she might think I’m a complete moron. So what if I try something different? She doesn’t look like on of those loser at my school. The woman speaking a different language is a bit too much for now.”[/i][/color] She thought to herself as her eyes scanned the area. There was another young man helping those around him though in a way he looked in a foul mood. What if there was someone else? The artist seemed to be in another plain existence. Perhaps if teenager tried a another approach maybe a different outcome would appear? Her mouth opened once again before one of other people scoffed.

“Why don’t you allow the woman to be kid? After all you don’t want to be talking to someone like her.”

[color=#BC8F8F]” Nekoti (one) Ihkwe·wa (female) is able to scare you big strong Neniwa (man) like you? I would have thought you would have bigger equipment than her. Hence being scared isn’t in you nature.. After all you only have to worry about the anemôha (dog) right now. The wâkoshêha (fox) seems to have gone into mahwêwa (wolf) mode. Now to address that hatred. You’re only pissed off due to being stuck here against your will, unable to taste freedom, yet there is still hope. Let me tell you a secret. If the  isn’t allowing the wâkoshêha (fox) isn’t allowing that spitfire go he surely won’t allow you to leave. So get that useless invasion of escape out of that thick head of yours before I knock it out of you.”[/color] The young woman said in a venomous tone.

The guy’s hand rose and struck her right cheek hard. It was obvious that the guy wasn’t used to hitting someone though she did end up biting her lip. A cheap shot for someone willing to make a big deal out of nothing. The girl’s eyes lifted upwards from the ground as she watched him wince, as if the woman had harmed him. Luckily the oldest woman hadn’t seen anything. Then again the two was rather lagging in keeping up.

[color=#BC8F8F]” Next time you hit me sir, make sure my body has hit the ground, because next time I’ll make sure you know what it’s like eating dirt.”[/color] She remarked wiping the blood from the place. Her figure moved like a river in order to face the correct way. If there words after her movements Vae didn’t hear it nor did she act like something happened around the partitional friend. In all honesty this was a normal occurrence in her life. Go figure something like this would happen here.

"It is pointless to praise my skills if you have never heard them," To be honest this had caught the girl off guard. Even though the tone sounded rather rude and the young woman did ask for it. What really caught her off guard was the comment. "My name is Elsa. I do play the piano. Not that I am likely to find one in a place like this." After this the woman stumbled and cried out.

It wasn’t really purposely but more instinctual. A hand shooting outwards in order to help steady her though Elsa seemed to have caught herself just in time. Strange. Normally her hand would have been smacked away. Strange indeed.
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A few more tries in conversation proved to have been a success. The teenager was receiving more than just a few sentences and she was learning so much. Whenever Elsa would seem to lose balance while walk there the girl was, a hand placed outwards in order to help her. Perhaps it was mainly because their situation was similar that she was able to do this. Who truly knew but in a way it felt easier to speak. Like a fraction of a massive weight had been removed. Yet the bigger part was still was lingering. The protective instincts were still there obviously which still felt odd though a satisfying high lingered. Not adding that the man who had hit her was still way behind with a lingering struggle to keep up with the group.


The scene was disturbing in description. Granted that the lighting reminded her of a blacklight in NCIS. Abby Sciuto would have a hell of a time here just attempting to figure out how this natural lighting existed without that contraption. That again the goth would find the skeletons more interesting...maybe. To be honest she was quite behind on seasons, just to the point where where Katerina by Ari. Hopefully if Gibbs does it correctly the bastard would be dead soon. Key word being [i]soon[/i].

Only when an unfamiliar creature appeared from the opened area, much like in ghost stories Vae was caught off guard completely. Half snake/ half woman combined hybrid. [color=#BC8F8F][i]” Alright that’s just disturbing. This is one nightmare I don’t remember. So if we can’t get back into the will we be forced to turn back? So many unknown variables.”[/i][/color]

[color=#BC8F8F]” This is going to take forever now.”[/color] She whispered to herself while standing away from Elsa just in case something bad happened.