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(Accepted!)
Rory: *climbs into a tree and rests against the trunk*
Rory: *nods and slides her daggers into her boots*
Rory: *examines the knives and hands them back to Nadia*
Rory: *shrugs, sharpening her knives*
Rory: Not at all. *grabs them, setting down my daggers*
Rory: *sharpens her daggers*
Rory: Drake has smarts, strength, and a sword fighter. Rose helped out as well, but I lead us here.
Rory: I am a lock picker. And a fighter, do the math.
Rory: To him, teens are useful and helpless. When he uses us, he thinks he is crushing our spirit. Therefore, we are more afraid, in his thoughts....
Rory: Fine by me.
Rory: I hate to admit this, but Drake is right. He knows we are on the run. He would destroy every abandoned house in the kingdom so we wouldn't...
Rory: We will, Drake. Don't doubt. It's bad energy for us all.