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12-29-2021, 01:31 AM
If Hazel hid well enough, she could make a run for it when the large man's back was turned, or when he walked away. In her mind, it made sense. She could run and hopefully get out without getting herself or Bas in trouble. That... that could work. Well, it could have worked, but it was clear that the large man with the big teeth already knew she Hazel was here. Seer, sir, that must be his name. Wait no. Sir. That wasn't a name. Seer was a name. As Basilisk spoke, the girl tried to calm herself down. She couldn't make a runner, so she'd face her fate. Come out, girl. Okay, well, she really had to. The red and pale girl carefully pulled herself to her feet, stepping out into the pool of light. She looked to Bas nervously before speaking, the posture of a child who'd been caught doing something they shouldn't have been. This Seer man, he was large. Very large, with big teeth, and a metal-as-hell scar over his eye. The girl did her best to look at him when she spoke, and steady her voice. "I'm Hazel." The red and pale creature was fairly grungy, sand sticking in her coat after her fall in the stream above all of it. Thinner than she should have been, having subsisted off of the hare in the days prior, and crayfish before that. All she could do was wait for whatever punishment he saw fit, really. Apologize... she should probably apologize. "Sorry about, um, the whole trespassing thing, sir," Her words were soft as she tried to arrange them in a way that made sense. She was sorry for a lot more than that too, but it was hard to think when Seer (sir) was looking at her. Momentarily, her gaze flickered to Bas... was she doing this right? She hovered close to the boy as she stood. He was her friend, right? Friends tended to keep friends safe. Hazel needed that safety, now more than ever. Seer had big teeth too, and she really didn't want to get chomped today. |
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