Antoir Setrrin
I've Met My End
It was starting to sound familiar. They had talked about it before... just not for very long. Though Ven didn't remember it, this had been the part where her rage-controlled self had thrown a fit, causing the death of quite a few Vong. This time around she simply stayed quiet for a few moments. The giantess wasn't sure how exactly she felt about the topic. Being rejected- if only partially- had hurt. Knowing it was because of another person hurt more. Thinking of... 'sharing' Circe made her want to shudder. Then, of course, she felt a horrid bit of guilt. Because Tasia was forced to share her with another. Possibly without wanting to at all...
"I came back screaming. Yelling and pulling at ropes, trying to yank myself free, being threatened all the while. Ashin did a number on me... but what the Vong did... God, if you hadn't been there, how much worse would it have been? They would have..." She had changed the subject only to find the new one almost as bad as the last.
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"I came back screaming. Yelling and pulling at ropes, trying to yank myself free, being threatened all the while. Ashin did a number on me... but what the Vong did... God, if you hadn't been there, how much worse would it have been? They would have..." She had changed the subject only to find the new one almost as bad as the last.
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