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Ersilia S Branwen
"You all shall rue the day you dare look down upon a Branwen!"
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a character in “The Multiverse”, originally authored by Dark Star, as played by RolePlayGateway
So begins...
Ersilia S Branwen's Story
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Shit! She wouldn't still stop trying to fight him, hell she'd even try kicking at him just to get free, maybe she should of fled earlier? That arrow in her thigh wasn't helping in the slightest now. "I-Its because of people like you is the reason you don't! A-And because I'm a person! I have a fucking name, I'm not some THING you can just sell, wheres my opinion in any of this!? Just stop! Please.."
Thank God! He finally gave up and left her there? "Th-Thank you...was it really t-that difficult damn it...not like I can go anywhere now..." She would seem to trail off now, not with her leg being injured still to be brutally honest. It seemed her left his tent well the tent to check on the fire now?
Hair bowed up? Well this was odd? Perhaps she could flee! Though with all these distractions being gone and her alone her thigh started to throb something fierce...or maybe not, lovely he had her trapped and left her in the tent by herself. "Shit...this has to all be a dream...well nightmare...just a bad nightmare....yes I'll wake up in my bed and have waffles! And there totally won't be a arrow lodged in my thigh- Oh god..." She was hungry, but the pain in her thigh didn't help...hell she was going to try and remove it again... "Why couldn't I have fucking possible thumbs...or even fucking fingers...fucking..fuck..." While the Man..Set was busy checking the stew..ignoring her? She would...try to dig...yes she was actually trying to dig that arrow out...oh god it was unpleasant....it wasn't like when you had fingers so she couldn't help but cut up her thigh...well the area around the arrow.
Well he came back with a bowl of stew now? While she just caused herself to bleed again, just lovely more blood on her pretty black feathers! "How am I ungrateful?! Oh thank you for sticking an arrow in my leg! Oh thank you for not removing the damn thing! Oh thank you for treating me like I'm some damn product you can flake off for a quick buck..." She would seem to almost glare now, well she was glaring to be honest.
It seemed he would place the bowl on a small desk beside her which was next to the bed, the desk seemed to be makeshift and could essentially be considered a block of wood? Lord this was just lovely...
It seemed he would place the bowl on a small desk beside her which was next to the bed, the desk seemed to be makeshift and could essentially be considered a block of wood? Lord this was just lovely...
Yelped. Well to be honest she almost screamed when he simply yanked it out cleanly? Oh God it did hurt! Very much so it did hurt. "Y-You could of warned me first?!" She was in honest to God pain, which was something she wasn't accustomed to honestly. However he seemed to get gauze and then nurse the wound? That's something she was somewhat grateful for. "T-Thank you....god it hurts...." She would furrow her feathery brow again, it felt so much better without that thing in her leg...it was a relief?
Blinked. Now he wasn't talking it seemed however he left her with the stew after properly dressing her wound, to be honest she didn't really care for stew...but Gods she was hungry...oh so very hungry! It was rather nerve wracking! At-least she could walk better without much complaint...so perhaps she'd scuffle out of that bed..and grasp the bowl off the make shit table, and move to limp outside the tent. "Hm...silent treatment now...I don't really call this luxury..."
Was glared at now. His face never really seemed to change, well expression. "Tough? You except me to just be 'fine' with the fact that I'm going to be sold as a damn product, I'd like to see how you would feel in my...shoes?" She would seem to furrow her brow, seeing she couldn't wear shoes...do to her feet? Nor did she need to. "I'll remember to never go camping- Oh wait I can't...lovely... Hm, I'll be nice when you decide to not sell me on some Market? Deal?" She would move to raise a brow at him now, she only had a month until she was more then likely to endure hell...lovely she'll be wishing she's dead eventually.
Narrow her eyes. "I KNOW manners, I come from a very noble family after all. And I won't do EVERYTHING I'm told...pervert. But...Deal." She would seem to stare at the Man, as long as she didn't end up being sold at some damn Market.
Shook her head. "NO That's not a fair deal! NO selling me at the market! I'm not you damn slave...I have feelings too damn it...if you're going to be like that then just kill me already..."
Turned rather pale, hell she fumbled backward spilling the stew she had barely clutched in her hooked fingers all over the damned ground. "No! Please, no new wounds! Please...no more..pain..no more." She was trembling now, hell welling up again even as she was rather close to crying again! "But you are asking me to do whatever you want! I won't turn myself into someone's damn...play thing! Just.." Okay now she was crying, she had never had her life threatened to this extent before. "Your nice?! You call shooting me with an arrow and threatening to harm a girl nice? I-Is that anyway to treat a lady? B-But I guess you are correct...you...cruel...bastard..."
Eyes grew wide as he seemed to have grabbed her. He seemed to remain calm now, to be honest she was terrified. "Why...Why would they do something like that...I mean...that's just awful....T-Then why can't you leave them be if you do? That makes no sense..." She would seem to furrow her feather brow again. "B-But..you are basically asking me to give my freedom up...I-I don't want that to happen...I-I'll do anything you ask...but please don't ask something horrific...please...that's all I ask..." She was still crying I mean, if she cried from a small animal dying this would do it easily.
"I can see that...you might find them reasonable but for someone like me their far from it...I would rather not be in this situation in the first place if I had an opinion....I..I just want to go home damn it...I don't want to BE in this...situation..."
"I can see that...you might find them reasonable but for someone like me their far from it...I would rather not be in this situation in the first place if I had an opinion....I..I just want to go home damn it...I don't want to BE in this...situation..."
His smile was utterly unsettling to be brutally honest. "Too...Horrific...you still intend to don't you...and you should KNOW my meaning...all men generally have the same mind set..." She would seem to mutter as she moved to rub her eyes with her arms, god she was still covered in mud...which was dry now...lovely she was going to go insane from this and look like shit also. "I'm getting too old for this shit..... Um duh, you kind of pointed a fucking bow at me...and there better not be any meat in it...I can't stomach...meat...especially if its my own damn kin..." She would seem still quite unpleasantly pissed....ways to murder this guy happened to be replacing the fear he inflicted.
However he seemed to get her another bowl? Of stew that is...? "I...have..no hands...do you have a mug or something to put it in....stupid..."
However he seemed to get her another bowl? Of stew that is...? "I...have..no hands...do you have a mug or something to put it in....stupid..."
What was one to except from a rich spoiled brat? She couldn't help herself! To mention she had no hands? However her feathers ruffled as he scooped some up in a spoon. "OH lovely...this is going to be...ugh...fine...Just hope I don't bite your hand on accident...Person." She would however hesitantly....take the stew that's on the spoon without even moving to cool it into her mouth....god that sounded wrong...if their was chicken in it or any type of bird it will be sprayed...she can't eat her own kind after all.
Fish! Okay she wasn't arguing then, she practically almost bit the end of the spoon off, she happens to like fish....especially carp and salmon. "Are you threatening me again? Because It certainly sounds like it...I'll be sure to remove your thumb before you chase my like a sociopath then." She would seem to attempt at being herself then, almost humphing him by tilting her head away. "Stew needs more fish. Also, seeing as you don't intend on letting me leave I except you to at-least make the living accommodations more...bearable... for starters is there...even a bath...? Second you never told me your name....so I'll call you....String." Even if she was forced to do what he was told she'd try to make it more..amusing in her own way. "Also before you attempt to make a witty remake, like call me Chicken, or some...bird related...name I'll give you mine. Its Ersilia, Ersilia Sigrun Branwen." See! She had class! Lots of class there?
Ugh. Sleeping in a Tent especially when haven't bathing before going to sleep was just...well Cockatoo Harpy wasn't too happy when she awakened, hell she even yelled for her Butler until she sat there and realized she wasn't in her massive comfy King Sized bed back in her large room filled my many gifts from her father. Her oculars where rather blood shot, blackish hair with reddish parts seeming to be an honest to God mess, hell do to not getting a shower before going to bed she had shed quite a few colorful red and black feathers on the bed. "Lovely..not..a nightmare....my back is killing me.." The Harpy would seem to stretch, eyes narrowing as she scooted out of the bed, still wearing the same attire she had on when caught. Though slowly trotting out of the tent.
Narrowed her eyes. She was hopping he was still asleep so she'd give an attempt at fleeing damn him. "Hm...would of been awake sooner.." She would of seemed to grumble before sighing. "Whats for breakfast then....um....what was your name again..?" The Harpy's face would scrunch up it seemed as she forgot..or did he even tell her. "Please tell me its an actual bath tub with shampoo.....not..some...deer piss and feces infested pound....hey! As a Woman I have every right to complain, every stinking right..." Was the Harpy still huffy now? By God she was, she be old and crabby?
Narrowed her eyes, well kept them narrowed almost glaring now. "Not Important, are you stupid? Of course its important...you intend on keeping me here so its best to get acquainted...even if you won't call me my name..." If she HAD a middle finger she'd be giving it to him much sooner then later...however the mentioning of beans and rice made her stomach churn a bit. "Oh God...no Tomato's...? No Beef? And don't tell me its from a labelless can too..." The Harpy wasn't too happy with being here, especially seeing her captor was far from....friendly.
Furrowed her brow, tuff of feathers upon her head flaring up in a colorful display. "Ew... Ew Ew Ew! But that's good that the Can is labeled...hm...couldn't hurt to treat a woman with more respect..." She would seem to huff, she didn't like the mans attitude, how can she stand being here if he was...just so unbearable! She'd surely attempt to leave or risk her life if the atmosphere didn't change...well what do you expect from heartless hunters?
Perked up. Even though it had been tossed in he did fetch tomato which made the disk a bit more bearable to be honest. "I do appreciate that! I don't however appreciate you attempting to cage and sell me however...nor do I for your attitude...you can't expect me to suddenly accept this way of living especially with that...attitude of yours....thank you however...just...better..keep your..end of the bargain...no selling me or caging me! And..I'll do..as..told..." She would almost mutter the I'll do as told part.
Sighed. "Good! I expect you to be a little more kindly now Set and call me by my name! Also where do I sit? And is it a hot....bathe? I might not be human but I'm still old...." She furrowed that feathery brow as she didn't honestly know where to sit, that and she still seemed to be lacking in the possible fingers department.
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