If anything confirmed that it wasn't Aya, it was the brisk, bass refutal that reverberated from beyond the suddenly quaking wad of bedding. "I ain't worried, I don't care!" The bundle lifted enough to display a large pair of dirty, spike-studded black leather thighboots.Â
While Berrod had truly been addressing the fellow near him, the query at the tip of his tongue never made it out thanks to the intervention of Crofte's voice. Someone snapped Warren's neck?
Slowly the bundled was adjusted to reveal at least his head, covered in blood red hair that was shaved at the sides and tied into a tail along the back. Ruddy scruff littered his jaw -- it seemed he hadn't shaved in a few days. "Uh -- it ain't Aya -- S'me, Berrod."Â
The emphasis he placed on his first name was most blatant, and served as an unintentional introduction toward the other male nearby.
While Berrod had truly been addressing the fellow near him, the query at the tip of his tongue never made it out thanks to the intervention of Crofte's voice. Someone snapped Warren's neck?
Slowly the bundled was adjusted to reveal at least his head, covered in blood red hair that was shaved at the sides and tied into a tail along the back. Ruddy scruff littered his jaw -- it seemed he hadn't shaved in a few days. "Uh -- it ain't Aya -- S'me, Berrod."Â
The emphasis he placed on his first name was most blatant, and served as an unintentional introduction toward the other male nearby.
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