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[Pack Challenge]
Professor
08-23-2022, 12:47 AM
Widow had to forcible stop herself from narrowing her eyes at the smaller boy refusing her help. He was no better than her brothers in a way, refusing the help of an ally probably didn't look much better but Widow wasn't about to argue with the boy. Maybe he deserved what her brothers had done and tried to do to him, though she still believed that they could have picked a better time and place to settle scores. "Fine, have it your way then," she said after a deep breath to prevent herself from sounding too snotty. She wasn't going to force the kid to accept her help, but she still felt like she needed to do something.
Grabbing the herbs she offered to the kid once more, she walked off from the boy and over to the much larger man he resembled most. She wasn't certain he was the kids father by any means, but the relation was obvious and he appeared to hold some sort of position within the Armada. Misery even seemed to think it was a good idea to speak to the man at one point, so Widow felt perhaps it wouldn't have been too bad of an idea. Recluse would certainly benefit from the medicine she brought, but what her brothers had done was worse (in her eyes) to Recluse than any attack Medusa would land. Where was their loyalty to their mother? They only served themselves at that much was clear.
Approaching the man, Widow placed the herbs down again and looked up towards the man. He was massive, and at her rate she worried she wouldn't be much if any smaller. She tried to keep that from bothering her, deciding that perhaps speaking to him and offering the herbs to him instead would perhaps be a better course of action. She might not be an adult, but acting like one and solving problems like one would get her a lot farther than trying to patch up stupid boys. "Excuse me, can we talk for a moment?" She tried her best to sound confident, hoping that whatever anger the man may have had for her brothers wouldn't be directed towards her.
"Speech!"
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Grabbing the herbs she offered to the kid once more, she walked off from the boy and over to the much larger man he resembled most. She wasn't certain he was the kids father by any means, but the relation was obvious and he appeared to hold some sort of position within the Armada. Misery even seemed to think it was a good idea to speak to the man at one point, so Widow felt perhaps it wouldn't have been too bad of an idea. Recluse would certainly benefit from the medicine she brought, but what her brothers had done was worse (in her eyes) to Recluse than any attack Medusa would land. Where was their loyalty to their mother? They only served themselves at that much was clear.
Approaching the man, Widow placed the herbs down again and looked up towards the man. He was massive, and at her rate she worried she wouldn't be much if any smaller. She tried to keep that from bothering her, deciding that perhaps speaking to him and offering the herbs to him instead would perhaps be a better course of action. She might not be an adult, but acting like one and solving problems like one would get her a lot farther than trying to patch up stupid boys. "Excuse me, can we talk for a moment?" She tried her best to sound confident, hoping that whatever anger the man may have had for her brothers wouldn't be directed towards her.
Art © Ulfeid3 & Code © Skelle 2022
