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- Posted: Mon, 04 Feb 2013 01:38:24 +0000
"I am no one's slave"
Angel frowned when Tirana asked how exactly they were going to escape. That was a good question, one Angel had been pondering on the moment she found herself in a cage. Unfortunately, she had nothing so far. Tirana further threw a wrench into her plan when she reminded the blonde woman that they didn't know how big this house was, or how big the grounds were, or anything about how this world worked.
"You're right, Tirana," Angel said solemnly. For a moment, her eyes fluttered down to their laps, before her gaze returned to the human with a clarity. "You know what that means, don't you? We're not going to escape any time soon...this plan is going to take time, for we're at too much of a disadvantage. We need to gain their trust first, somehow...only then may they let us explore, or learn what we can freely. In the mean time, pay attention. Remember all that you can...about everything. I don't know if we'll be together all the time, or often at all...but when we are together, we can't talk about this at all until we know we're safe, like now," Angel whispered. Her speech was fast, and emotional even though she kept quiet.
She knew this could work, if they were smart about it, covered their basis, and pooled their resources. It was easier said than done; however, and it was likely their plan would fail miserably. With a little luck and faith though, perhaps the two of them could pull it off. That's when Angel's ears picked up a faint scuffling. She leaned close to Tirana then, brushing her lips right against the other girl's ear. "Shhh, someone's coming," she whispered, barely audible, right into Tirana's eardrum, before she pulled back, and shifted a bit on the couch. Leaning back, she eased herself into a more relaxed position, just as the door swung open to reveal a strange goblin. Her blue eyes studied him very carefully as he stepped back, only to allow a girl through, that looked more like a feral cat than an actual human. The door was immediately closed and locked again.
'A cheetah?' Angel thought curiously, holding her lips from falling into a prominent pout. She didn't say anything however, for now she had a serious trust issue with anything that seemed abnormal in this strange world she'd been thrust into. She wasn't supposed to have her voice right now, so she wasn't going to speak freely in front of someone she knew nothing about. Angel still didn't want to believe that she, herself, was not human. Now, her mind wondered just how many strange creatures lurked in their own world, than humans had not a clue about. Her gaze shifted to Tirana, to study how the only real human felt about all of this.
((OOC: Sorry it's kinda bleh. I've been sick) this whole week.)