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 Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2015 7:23 pm
Oh so her mamas were dead? Was that why she cared so much about her stupid doll?
Well. Big deal.
Her sisters were dead. Her mama... well, everybody said she and her oldest sister were dead, killed by the massive Oban beasts in the first battle. Yitzah didn't want to believe them. She knew they'd come back. She believed in them.
”Shut up and deal with it.” she snapped at the girl, shoving dirt at her, ”You're a wimp. A weakling wimp.” she struggled with the girl, grabbing for her arm.
The twins, her sisters, had died screaming. She'd watched them from the trees as the bug monsters burned them. They'd been alive, right until the point they weren't, right until she'd run. She'd had nightmares and scares, and sure, she'd cried. She'd had a right to cry. She had stopped talking for a year because of those bug things and what they had done.
But she'd come back, and she would grow up to be a fierce warrior, better than they had been, and she'd get revenge! She was going to be strong. For them. For herself.
Meanwhile, this stupid brat was crying over a doll.
”It is stupid. You're stupid!” she said, ”And you're pissing me off. You're a weak, crappy warrior!” She threw a punch at the girl. ”So? I stuck your doll!” she shouted, ”What are you gonna do about it, huh? Gonna cry and hug your doll?! Gonna sit there on the ground and blubber?!”
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2015 5:57 pm
Neska's sobs increased shrilly into wails as the other attacked her back. What was she supposed to do? She was just a little thing? Hadn't been taught to fight! This bully was a wild thing! She lased out with her fists, pummeling the other back; "You go away! Stop bullying me! Stupid wild beast! You're like those monster Obans! Go away!" A wild thing that she'd never call sister that was for sure! Who shot up another treasured doll? Or attacked like this? Only bratty monster people!
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2015 6:11 pm
”Obans?!” Pah. Obans were weak earthlings. Maybe they were bad, but Yitzah had seen worse. Yitzah had seen real monsters.
And clearly, this girl hadn't.
”I'm not stupid!” she said, shoving the other's insistent and untrained blows away with ease, ”You're the stupid one.” She gave Neska a final shove and picked up her bow, nocking an arrow into it.
”Wanna see a real monster, you stupid brat?” she asked, glowering at the littler sister. "I can show you a real monster."
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2015 6:17 pm
DraconicFeline I will say Neska's a few years younger than Yitzah simply based on rp amount and the fact you've had her longer XD Valera, Neska's grandmother, was out looking for her and heard the screams and cries. Sighing, she trotted off to go see what was going on. Her face went from worried to angry when she saw another child holding a bow pointed at Neska. Running over she slapped the bow from the childs hands and glared down at Yitzah. "You do not EVER point a weapon at another Sister! Why are you threatening an unarmed and younger child with a weapon? Speak up!" She reached down to pick up Neska, holding her protectively as she tried to calm one child downa dn lecture another. "You're the monster." Neska said softly from her safe perch in Valera's arms. "Monsters hurt things for no reason, monsters take things from others..."
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2015 7:54 pm
Yitzah glared at the woman as she knocked the bow and arrow from her hands. She wasn't afraid of any adult. ”Because she's stupid! And weak!” said Yitah, snatching up her bow and arrow, replacing the training arrow in the quiver.
”I'm a monster?!” Yi harrumphed. ”You're stupid.” she kicked a blob of dust at the tw of them and turned on her heel, ”And you're not worth my time!” she snarled, walking away, ”You can go play with your stupid doll.” she snarled, ”I'm going to hunt REAL monsters with my REAL bow.” she said, storming off.
And if the adult dared to stop her... well. Yitzah wasn't going to deal with it.
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