(Colai)
She relaxed in the next instant. Liron was one of the few people that she could become completely relaxed over. She had reacted too much to him coming to her jail. She didn't like when people were so close to it. But she ignored this, her eyes were still piercing into his, and her lips trembled gently as she grimaced for a moment, and nodded her head. She was ready to tell him what she knew, which was not much. Well... It wouldn't matter to him anyway. Her eyes shone with crimson for a moment, but that was just at trick of the light. Most likely.
"I've heard a few things that the prisoners tell each other." She spoke reluctantly, she liked working with Liron. But that meant she could tolerate him. She didn't like anyone in the friendly way, or even the other way. "Like" really meant "Tolerate" to Colai. And that was the way it was going to be for a long time to come. "Honestly, the only thing I've heard, and seen is that the Rebels are riling up every single loner out there. We can't have anything like this happening. If the Rebels happen to pick up enough strays, and train them in their ways they may have an army just as good as Cru's, even if he refuses this can happen it may still become a reality." She spoke naturally, fluidly, and intelligently. She was ready with the answers Liron wanted. Rolling her eyes, and muttering in disgust, she noticed a lone spider that had traipsed and gotten through the crack of the open door to the jail. She cooed to it gently, and beckoned for it to come to her.
It scuttled over to her, completely at ease on the palm of her hand. She held her fingers apart, and whispered to it softly. It slowly began to spin a web between her fingers, it was silvery and glossy. This spider was not a poisonous one, but it was definitely one that's bite would make you itch for a very long time. Her lips pulled back into a smirk, a smirk that showed she really was crazy. Highlights in her eyes made her look completely insane. She was insane, and everyone in the army knew that.
"If you're not going to be around for a few days, I don't see any reason in why I should stick around this dump either." Colai seemed to agree with herself on this, and for just a moment the frown, and the dark, dangerous look in her eyes decreased. For one moment, she looked pretty, almost like a girl. But in a flash, it was back. Her eyes hardened, and grew even sharper than before, more dangerous if you will. But her voice told Liron that she was willing to become maybe an ally for this time, even though they were on the same side that didn't count as being a friend, or an ally to Colai. She knew that Cru didn't want to lose her because of this, but she wasn't in his debt. She had come because she was drawn to pain and suffering. Nothing else mattered to her.
"Liron. Where are you going?" Her voice was almost human, but it was still terrifyingly soft. Her eyes shimmered with a longing to get out of this place, and her hair fell over her face for a moment. She was greasy, and unkempt. But it wasn't in the dirty way. It was in the way that she had resigned trying to be normal, that she had given into her true nature that lay beneath the skin. She looked exactly like a spider would in human form. It was impossible not to tell that she was a spinner. She tensed, and her knees bent gently as she snarled, she felt something in the wind. It wasn't anything someone else could feel. It was a knowing feeling. She knew that something was coming, that Cru's army may not last through this. But she didn't want to say that to anyone else, simply because she relished this feeling.
"I may be leaving for a few days, too." She added. That was not something she necessarily needed to say to him, but she felt like this was the person closest to her, the perosn that she talked to the most. She didn't mind that he was afraid of her. In fact, she understood why he was afraid. But she didn't care about his feelings, or his fright. She cared about the knowledge he could get her, so that she could tear those Rebels apart. Her hands balled into fists, and her eyes glittered. "I'm not staying in this hell-hole longer than necessary." Liron would know what she meant. She meant that she hated it here, and that she may rebel against Cru any moment. She didn't give a damn if Liron went to Cru and told him, she just wanted to get out of here. "Listen, birdbrain. I've told you what I know, but honestly I may know a bit more, or I think I do.. But Cru takes for granted what is right beneath his nose." She was trying to hint something to him. He wouldn't understand at first, but later on he would realize. "Just think on that when you're flying."
(Cru)
"Hello, Sasha. You don't have to hang around so much." Cru was simply thinking about Sasha's needs, for he seemed to be glued to Cru's side most of the time. Throwing this thought aside, he turned to Tati and gave her that crooked smile of his, that made his eyes gleam with evil, and plans for the future.
"There are more important things to think about right now." He spoke with baited breath, waiting for someone to ask what was more important than this. Clearing his throat, he began to nod to himself, before walking out of the arena, and calling over his shoulder. "I want you three to meet me in the living quarters." This was not right, something was wrong. For he rarely let anyone in the living quarters of Cru and his wife. He refused to let anyone take away his privacy. Something was troubling Cru, quite a lot.
He phased in a single instant, his dog form was much more impressive. Gangly limbs were now strong, and supple. Muscles rippled, and he barked a loud, roaring bark. He was like a lion in disguise as a dog. Bounding away from the arena, he expected his most trusted people to follow, or they would learn that if they didn't follow his orders, everything would fall apart. Like last time..
She relaxed in the next instant. Liron was one of the few people that she could become completely relaxed over. She had reacted too much to him coming to her jail. She didn't like when people were so close to it. But she ignored this, her eyes were still piercing into his, and her lips trembled gently as she grimaced for a moment, and nodded her head. She was ready to tell him what she knew, which was not much. Well... It wouldn't matter to him anyway. Her eyes shone with crimson for a moment, but that was just at trick of the light. Most likely.
"I've heard a few things that the prisoners tell each other." She spoke reluctantly, she liked working with Liron. But that meant she could tolerate him. She didn't like anyone in the friendly way, or even the other way. "Like" really meant "Tolerate" to Colai. And that was the way it was going to be for a long time to come. "Honestly, the only thing I've heard, and seen is that the Rebels are riling up every single loner out there. We can't have anything like this happening. If the Rebels happen to pick up enough strays, and train them in their ways they may have an army just as good as Cru's, even if he refuses this can happen it may still become a reality." She spoke naturally, fluidly, and intelligently. She was ready with the answers Liron wanted. Rolling her eyes, and muttering in disgust, she noticed a lone spider that had traipsed and gotten through the crack of the open door to the jail. She cooed to it gently, and beckoned for it to come to her.
It scuttled over to her, completely at ease on the palm of her hand. She held her fingers apart, and whispered to it softly. It slowly began to spin a web between her fingers, it was silvery and glossy. This spider was not a poisonous one, but it was definitely one that's bite would make you itch for a very long time. Her lips pulled back into a smirk, a smirk that showed she really was crazy. Highlights in her eyes made her look completely insane. She was insane, and everyone in the army knew that.
"If you're not going to be around for a few days, I don't see any reason in why I should stick around this dump either." Colai seemed to agree with herself on this, and for just a moment the frown, and the dark, dangerous look in her eyes decreased. For one moment, she looked pretty, almost like a girl. But in a flash, it was back. Her eyes hardened, and grew even sharper than before, more dangerous if you will. But her voice told Liron that she was willing to become maybe an ally for this time, even though they were on the same side that didn't count as being a friend, or an ally to Colai. She knew that Cru didn't want to lose her because of this, but she wasn't in his debt. She had come because she was drawn to pain and suffering. Nothing else mattered to her.
"Liron. Where are you going?" Her voice was almost human, but it was still terrifyingly soft. Her eyes shimmered with a longing to get out of this place, and her hair fell over her face for a moment. She was greasy, and unkempt. But it wasn't in the dirty way. It was in the way that she had resigned trying to be normal, that she had given into her true nature that lay beneath the skin. She looked exactly like a spider would in human form. It was impossible not to tell that she was a spinner. She tensed, and her knees bent gently as she snarled, she felt something in the wind. It wasn't anything someone else could feel. It was a knowing feeling. She knew that something was coming, that Cru's army may not last through this. But she didn't want to say that to anyone else, simply because she relished this feeling.
"I may be leaving for a few days, too." She added. That was not something she necessarily needed to say to him, but she felt like this was the person closest to her, the perosn that she talked to the most. She didn't mind that he was afraid of her. In fact, she understood why he was afraid. But she didn't care about his feelings, or his fright. She cared about the knowledge he could get her, so that she could tear those Rebels apart. Her hands balled into fists, and her eyes glittered. "I'm not staying in this hell-hole longer than necessary." Liron would know what she meant. She meant that she hated it here, and that she may rebel against Cru any moment. She didn't give a damn if Liron went to Cru and told him, she just wanted to get out of here. "Listen, birdbrain. I've told you what I know, but honestly I may know a bit more, or I think I do.. But Cru takes for granted what is right beneath his nose." She was trying to hint something to him. He wouldn't understand at first, but later on he would realize. "Just think on that when you're flying."
(Cru)
"Hello, Sasha. You don't have to hang around so much." Cru was simply thinking about Sasha's needs, for he seemed to be glued to Cru's side most of the time. Throwing this thought aside, he turned to Tati and gave her that crooked smile of his, that made his eyes gleam with evil, and plans for the future.
"There are more important things to think about right now." He spoke with baited breath, waiting for someone to ask what was more important than this. Clearing his throat, he began to nod to himself, before walking out of the arena, and calling over his shoulder. "I want you three to meet me in the living quarters." This was not right, something was wrong. For he rarely let anyone in the living quarters of Cru and his wife. He refused to let anyone take away his privacy. Something was troubling Cru, quite a lot.
He phased in a single instant, his dog form was much more impressive. Gangly limbs were now strong, and supple. Muscles rippled, and he barked a loud, roaring bark. He was like a lion in disguise as a dog. Bounding away from the arena, he expected his most trusted people to follow, or they would learn that if they didn't follow his orders, everything would fall apart. Like last time..