Snippet #1578075

Bliss walked into the room, looking at the neat line of cots that seemed to just fit against the wall with slightly smaller than moderate spacing between them. She smiled at the promise of the warm blankets and pillows that seemed to dominate her line of sight. The room was a huge improvement from what she had stayed in last time, not to mention that she would have some company which would keep her from getting lonely, which was a lot more than what she had had the last few places. She smiled, although kept it so it was just a small quirk of her lips, hoping that no one would see it. It was nice to have people around her, it would prevent her from getting too lonely as well as give her the motivation she would need to keep on fighting and stay alive. Not that any of the others would probably realize it, she just assumed that all of the others would think of their team as some fighting advantage but it also helped Bliss much more emotionally, know that the company would help keep her spirits up as high as she wished them to be.

She walked over to one of the middle beds and placed her pillow and thin, scratchy blanket down on the surface, hoping that she would be able to sleep once the conversation would die down. She hated when her insomnia acted up, it made her careless and sloppy in battle, something that many scars that could never quite be healed by her healers, could prove. She knew that they littered most of her body, a few smaller ones on her face included. But all of them had their battle scars, it was what proved how strong of warriors they were, they had to be to be placed in the team. Like the angry man had said before, they were selected in the team for a reason and Bliss was still mulling over the small fact of how she had been sent. She knew that she had yet to die in the battle, which was miraculous in itself, but she had no real techniques in her fighting, she relied too much on the fact that she was faster than a lot of the other gladiators and could get that cut in.

She just sat on her head and clipped the cold chains and placed them on the floor beside the bed, sitting cross-legged on the bed, suddenly hoping for some conversation to try and stop the images of the dead goblins to sneak into her mind, drive her mad with regret. She sighed and listened desperately as Dara made a suggestion, it was a good one at that. Sean was quick to answer and his reply made her grin, yes, Leilatha did seem like a strong fighter. Bliss like the girl, she seemed strong both physically and mentally and seemed like the type who wouldn’t put up with disrespect if some unfortunate soul happened to show her just that. Her cold exterior made her wonder if it was her trying to hide away layers of herself, afraid to befriend and trust others just to get the crushing disappointment of knowing they had died. Or perhaps it was someone that had made it that way, a bad childhood or perhaps how she even got to get there, a lot of storied of how they had arrived to be a gladiator was never really a happy one. Bliss wanted to see the girl smile, as well as half of the other team. As far as the smiles she had seen from them yet . . . well . . . she really hadn’t. It made her sad knowing that they weren’t taking the most out of their life.

“It does sound like a good idea actually, maybe we could get with someone that would strengthen our fighting and we could work as a team. I mean, we could do it a lot of ways, putting a strong person with a fast person would take away the hole of weakness, but putting two strong people together and two swift people together, well, wouldn’t it bring out their advantage? I mean, both is good and I’m seriously not picky with who I get paired with . . . you know, as long as they can stand getting their ear talked off,” She smiled and gave Dara a wink, showing that her statement was only half off a joke. Well . . . it was more than a humorous statement, one that would in fact be very true. She knew she wouldn’t be able to stand not talking, it would probably drive her mad.

She turned her head, a smirk dancing on the edges of her lips as she saw Sean already passed out, wondering how the man had fallen asleep so easily and felt a small shock of envy pass through her system, sleeping proved to be difficult with her and her dreams would taunt her of things that had happened. She had more than a few times found herself to wake up thanks to her own shrill scream and she hoped that none of that would happen here, all of the others would probably just let her die because she would be taking away hours of their sleep. She shook her head, forcing the thoughts out of her head and trying to focuse herself back to the present and see what was happening.

“I mean, it would probably help us get to know each other better, just because we’ll probably be fighting along side for the next while and it would probably be nice to know about the others,” She smiled, hoping that the others wouldn’t feel awkward from Bliss wanting to know about them. She didn’t want their life story, although she would probably love to listen to them, she just wanted to know what they liked outside of fighting, maybe what they wished they could do or if they had any loved ones back at their home.