Re: RP Barracks

by MissSaigon Mon Apr 06, 2015 8:30 pm

A: I know.

Her family was the main subject of gossip, and Zinnia's revolutionary antics didn't help.

by **ProductivityPlacement** Mon Apr 06, 2015 8:39 pm

Z: Of course you know.

Zinnia seemed sad now.

by MissSaigon Mon Apr 06, 2015 8:41 pm

Arum noticed her expression, wondered if he should comment on it, ask her what was wrong.

A: I only meant that-

She knew what he meant. He couldn't lie that away.

A: I've seen them around.

by **ProductivityPlacement** Mon Apr 06, 2015 8:43 pm

Z: I love my mother.

She noted, fiddling with her earlobes as she thought.

Z: And her family.

Zinnia wondered why she was telling him all this.

by MissSaigon Mon Apr 06, 2015 8:46 pm

A: Why do you talk about them as if they aren't your family?

by **ProductivityPlacement** Mon Apr 06, 2015 8:49 pm

Z: They aren't. Not really.

She held out her arm, looking at the bruises from falling off the bars and climbing wall.

by MissSaigon Mon Apr 06, 2015 8:54 pm

A: She's your mother. They are your half-siblings.

by **ProductivityPlacement** Mon Apr 06, 2015 9:04 pm

Zinnia didn't look up from her arm, as though she were studying it.

Z: I am not like them.

by MissSaigon Mon Apr 06, 2015 9:08 pm

A: What do you mean?

He asked, hoping she wouldn't give the answer he was expecting.

by **ProductivityPlacement** Mon Apr 06, 2015 9:14 pm

She looked up at him, skeptical.

Z: You jest.

by MissSaigon Mon Apr 06, 2015 9:21 pm

A: No.

Arum knit his brows together slightly as he waited for her to answer him. He hoped she didn't dislike herself.

by **ProductivityPlacement** Mon Apr 06, 2015 9:26 pm

Zinnia dropped her arm.

Z: My skin, sir. My skin, my lineage, my impure blood.

by MissSaigon Mon Apr 06, 2015 9:30 pm

Arum looked down at the floor, clearing his throat.

A: What about it?

by **ProductivityPlacement** Mon Apr 06, 2015 9:32 pm

Z: It separates me.

by MissSaigon Mon Apr 06, 2015 9:34 pm

He couldn't deny it.

A: What your mother did is against our rules.

by **ProductivityPlacement** Mon Apr 06, 2015 9:39 pm

Z: Falling in love.

She mused.

by MissSaigon Mon Apr 06, 2015 9:40 pm

Arum cleared his throat again. There was no other answer for her.

A: Regardless. Rules exist for a reason.

by **ProductivityPlacement** Mon Apr 06, 2015 9:41 pm

Zinnia wondered if she should say any more.

Z: Rules...

by MissSaigon Mon Apr 06, 2015 9:46 pm

A: They do us good. Rules give us structure. We need that.

by **ProductivityPlacement** Mon Apr 06, 2015 9:57 pm

Z: I was born against the rules. Makes sense that I'm probably going to die against them.

She sniffed.

by MissSaigon Mon Apr 06, 2015 9:59 pm

A: You aren't going to die. I'm not letting that happen.

He asserted. His shoulders ached from standing starchly for so long, and he longed to sit down, but he couldn't.

A: You will not fail.

by **ProductivityPlacement** Mon Apr 06, 2015 10:08 pm

Z: With respect sir, you look as though you've been sat on a stick for a very long time. Sit down?

She offered, pointing at a wooden stool in the corner.

by MissSaigon Mon Apr 06, 2015 10:18 pm

Arum pursed his lips and walked to the bunk opposite hers, perching on it. No one used it, so it wasn't like he was randomly sitting on someone's bed. So that was cool.

by **ProductivityPlacement** Mon Apr 06, 2015 10:19 pm

Z: It was only a matter of time before I ended up here.

She gestured around.

by MissSaigon Mon Apr 06, 2015 10:19 pm

A: Better here than prison.

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