Waiting for Superman (Hati, Drash)
07-29-2014, 07:13 PM
Vesta Armada
Does it look like I'm joking to you?
Does it look like I'm joking to you?
A man arrived and demanded that she travel with him and she snorted, her fur bristling as she responded with a strict limit. "No." She said before he demanded that she get her ass moving. "I said no. I will not travel with you." The words would ring but another would intercept. A voice that didn't sound familiar to her at all... The man claimed to be her uncle and then he continued to insult the man trying to take her from her homestead. He demanded that the other man be gone and she looked to him, a false smile on her face as she called out. "UNCLE!" She had no idea that Drashiel was truly her uncle. She thought she was playing along with a muse that a superman posed to her. Neither man looked familiar nor did they smell familiar but she felt like she should trust the brown and grey man for some reason. She couldn't name it, but it was she was going to do.
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