Silent Singer

[Amaranth]

"Intimidated? Would you be more intimidated if I listed all the ways I could kill you and how many knives I have on my person?" Thistlen asked, curiously. She didn't actually mean anything by it.

[Anyu]

The color quickly drained from the poor girl's face. XD "Y-y-you carry k-knives?" She stammered, eyes wide in fear.

[Amaranth]

Thistlen looked at her as though she were crazy.
"What, an' you don't? How else're you going to protect yourself?"

[Frimblia]

"Honestly." Jeston had two wristknives...and that was it. But he looked at Thistlen curiously...the boy was completely positive she had more than /that/.

[Anyu]

"I don't need to protect myself. Bretton has always done so..." She mumbled, feeling greatly exposed and defenseless.

[Frimblia]

He smiled cruelly, a single dark eyebrow raising.
"Oh? And where is this 'Bretton'?"

[Anyu]

"At Murva Hold..." Ami said quietly, shrinking away from the cruel look she was receiving.

[Amaranth]

Thistlen threw a rock at Jeston.
It was a small rock, and she didn't throw it hard, but it hit the boy in the center of his forehead.
It would leave a bruise.
"Shut up, Jeston," Thistlen said. "Don' scare the dell, ya raver. She's already afraid she's gonna get scaffered. Don' make it worse." She smiled kindly at Ami. "Don' worry. I'll keep him away from you, if you like."

[Anyu]

"I said my name was Amirissa. Ami. Why do you keep calling me dell?" She asked, staring at the rock and where it had struck.

[Frimblia]

"That hurt!" he snapped childishly, glaring at Thistlen.
"And why can't I not scare 'the dell'?" he asked and mocked, rubbign his forehead. Ved took off to snap at Thistlen, while Doro rubmled miniature flit laughter.

[Amaranth]

"You can't scare the- Ami," Thistlen corrected herself, "because it ain't nice. And I'll pound you."
She nodded, sagely.
"I called ya dell 'cause I forgot your name!" she said, grinning.

[Anyu]

Ami was staring again by now. "Are all candidates this weird?" She questioned. Namir slunk back over, crawling to her shoulder when he was picked up.

[Amaranth]

"What do you mean?" Thistlen asked, looking away from Jeston at Ami.

[Anyu]

"Nothing... You are just strange, that's all." She replied. Namir crawled into her hair, his yellow eyes glowing out at the strange people.

[Amaranth]

"I know! I've always been strange- I mean, a red-haired snitch who's a dell, who lived through bein' knifed in the side, and is now a Candidate." Thistlen, herself shocked at her odd life, shook her head.
"An' he's just dumb." She jerked her finger at Jeston.