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[Twinwolf]

((For one round of one game, it's a lot.))

[SOLDIER First]

((Don't you present me with correct information))

[Vacio]

"I'm used to it, so it's not that weird to me, but I can see how some would see it as weird."

Alice goes under the water and pulls Tessa down a bit playfully.

[Adragis]

((Replying to Adragis's post about the kindle.))
Sylver nods.
"I zzee. Izz there anything you would like to know about me?"

"N-not really... wh-why a-are you t-taking me h-here anyway?"
As the car drives, Torimus probably overhears the driver, who has a clear male voice with what seems to be an American accent, and the androgynous figure, whose voice seems to shift between many different accents and inflections, conversing in a strange language. She'd be able to pick out a few unimportant English words, as well as a few in other recognisable languages. The subject of their discourse, however,  is undeliverable.
At length the car stops, and the girls are bundled out of the car, Rosa thrown over the figure's shoulder and Torimus under one arm. Where they are is still unclear, as her head is tilted towards the floor. However, judging from the state of the floors and the myriad smells of the squalid backalleys of a major city, they're in some kind of abandoned housing estate.
The driver's voice can be heard muttering something, and suddenly there is a fairly bright light, and an influx of sound. Shouting, mainly.
Rosa and Torimus are carried through a door, where the noise becomes even louder, but are quickly taken down a flight of stairs into a much darker room, and the sound of a lock clicking is heard.
The girls are put onto a thin mattress, and more muttering is heard. Someone ties Torimus' hands, and speaks some faux-Latin incantations.
Torimus finds herself able to move again, although there's a strange pressure being exerted on her. There's also still a pole stuck in her back.
Rosa remains asleep.

[BlitzDungeoneer]

"Well. Do you have anything in particular you want to talk about, then?"

((elf pls respond))

[Pencil_Art]

Derek walks around, as does Fred.

[spümpkin]

((Replying to Adragis's post about the kindle.))
Sylver nods.
"I zzee. Izz there anything you would like to know about me?"

"N-not really... wh-why a-are you t-taking me h-here anyway?"
As the car drives, Torimus probably overhears the driver, who has a clear male voice with what seems to be an American accent, and the androgynous figure, whose voice seems to shift between many different accents and inflections, conversing in a strange language. She'd be able to pick out a few unimportant English words, as well as a few in other recognisable languages. The subject of their discourse, however,  is undeliverable.
At length the car stops, and the girls are bundled out of the car, Rosa thrown over the figure's shoulder and Torimus under one arm. Where they are is still unclear, as her head is tilted towards the floor. However, judging from the state of the floors and the myriad smells of the squalid backalleys of a major city, they're in some kind of abandoned housing estate.
The driver's voice can be heard muttering something, and suddenly there is a fairly bright light, and an influx of sound. Shouting, mainly.
Rosa and Torimus are carried through a door, where the noise becomes even louder, but are quickly taken down a flight of stairs into a much darker room, and the sound of a lock clicking is heard.
The girls are put onto a thin mattress, and more muttering is heard. Someone ties Torimus' hands, and speaks some faux-Latin incantations.
Torimus finds herself able to move again, although there's a strange pressure being exerted on her. There's also still a pole stuck in her back.
Rosa remains asleep.

The food arrives and Sylver picks hers up.
"Well.. I juzzt thought that we could be friendzz.. y'know? But apparently that'zz not an option for you zzo I guezz I'll take my leave." Sylver leaves the cafe.

[Adragis]

((Leaving today, won't be back til next Sunday evening.))
"...W-wait!"

[spümpkin]

((Leaving today, won't be back til next Sunday evening.))
"...W-wait!"

Sylver stops, but doesn't turn around.

[Adragis]

"I-I'm s-sorry if I off-offended you... I-it's just a-a little w-weird. Please j-just sit down."

[spümpkin]

"I-I'm s-sorry if I off-offended you... I-it's just a-a little w-weird. Please j-just sit down."

Sylver sits back down, with her head in her hands, still trying not to look at Celia.

[Adragis]

Celia starts nibbling at her sandwich.
"L-look, if y-you w-want to be f-friends, that's fine. B-but y-you're m-making me f-feel quite awkward w-with all th-these questions..."

[ragnarok97071]

Torimus groans, pushing herself to a seated position, arm bracing against a wall.

"... Bastards..." She groans, trying to reach behind herself to reach the rod, and finding that the rat finks had gone and shoved it so that she can't just reach back and pull it out. "... Of fucking course they do. And those seals will probably activate if I try to use my Malice on it, too... Piss. Rosa!" She'd turn, grabbing Rosa's shoulder and shaking it, pulling out any needles as she does and hoping to be able to rouse her.

[Adragis]

((Torimus' hands are tied, by the way ))
Rosa's eyelids flicker as soon as the needle is pulled, and within a few seconds she's rubbing her eyes blearily.
"What h- oh, balls.. Of course. Kidnapping. Wonderful. Just bloody wonderful."
Suddenly, she's wide awake, if not in a particularly good mood about it.
Right. Try not to get too angry. God knows what Larissa would do in this situation.
Larissa is whining incoherently again.

[spümpkin]

Celia starts nibbling at her sandwich.
"L-look, if y-you w-want to be f-friends, that's fine. B-but y-you're m-making me f-feel quite awkward w-with all th-these questions..."

Sylver looks up at Celia and begins to eat her sandwich, ravenously gulping it down. "Okay then.. What would you prefer we talk about?"