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( @rxsethorns- )    *ೃ༄
            
            she slowly nodded her head, glancing down at their hand as she stayed quiet for a moment, thinking to herself  —  “ if you go somewhere, you will have to carry me, i refuse to walk anymore. “  —  she muttered out, eyes closing as she rested her head on roslyn’s shoulder.
            
            *   <333

@skinsvckqd ||
            
            “ i’m not going anywhere, sweetheart, don’t worry. and if i do, i’m taking you with me. ”    ( roslyn reassured, grabbing on to her hand to further their point. ) 
            
            [ awwee. <3 ]

@rocknstoned ||
            
            “ it is nice, yes. i do not think i’ve seen the sun setting look this beautiful before. it is .. different. ”

@rxsethorns- 
            
            “She called it an ugly Jew nose.” She said with a weak smile. “She was nice like that. And I made it easy to be that nice. I know my dad’s a mess, but that’s why I get so sick of everyone acting like he’s bad. He’s not bad. Not any worse than me. But he’s better than her.”

@StrangerFilms- ||
            
            ( roslyn watched her with confusion, brows furrowing with curiosity before they heard the crunch, wincing. it sounded .. painful and odd and simply not pleasing. )    “ you’re not ugly — what did she use to say.? ”

@rxsethorns- 
            
            “Forget it.” Ophelia put the towel over her nose and sat down in the grass. She waited a moment before pushing it. There was a crunch, and after a moment of feeling at it she was apparently satisfied. “There. It’s set. Guess it can’t get any uglier. You know what my bitch mother used to say about it?”

@venatory ||
            
            ( brows furrowing, her gaze returned to his mask when the screen turned off. he was .. different than many of the creatures she’d encountered. none of them had ever worn masks, nor had they not introduced themselves with name. it was frustrating to not know who he was, but she’d chosen to say nothing. she doubted she’d know the words she would use if she decided to speak. 
            her face remained neutral as he spoke, almost bored. it had been her default face for so long, the moment she didn’t have a reaction for anything her face would revert to it. it took her longer than she’d have liked to understand what he said, as english was difficult and she only knew the basics. a look of brief surprise flashed her face before returning to it’s almost bored look. )    “ how are humans worthy.? and .. why do you hunt.? ”    ( the questions weren’t meant to sound hostile, but they might’ve, she couldn’t tell. something was keeping her distracted.
            they found themself looking around, feeling something was off. they hadn’t even noticed him stand until his hand reached out for her, which is when she seemed to realize there was humans around, which is when she stood and followed him, strangely scared. ) 

@rxsethorns- ╱         the screen was mostly red,  showing where mountains would be and the brief tips of homes and buildings.    a soft red dot would gently blink in and out of focus,  then with a gentle press of his clawed finger it turned off.   his arm resting to his side as he turns to better look at her,  always watching with a careful eye.    untrusting in nature, and yet,  she hasn’t given him a reason to back such a feeling yet.    gentle clicks came from behind the mask,  his head slowly coming to a nod to her question.   
            “   we hunt,   “ the voice started again, sounding better then the last time.    the yautja was learning, actively even now.   listening to how she spoke and taking effect of how he spoke with a more human voice.    not true to how he really sounded.      “   worthy prey.    “  the answer was vague, enough that he stepped forwards and pointed out towards the darkness.    where humans were still hunting him down,  getting closer by the seconds they spoke.       “   humans are worthy.   “ 
            his head turned to look at her to see a reaction, curious if it would be horror or something else.   despite how species hunted lesser for food or even trophies, the thought of something hunting them the same way made them act in anger.    he couldn’t understand why.    then again, the yautja didn’t exactly move to really understand either.     the anger was met with a blade and swiftly ended right then and there.   the sounds of human grew near, his mask switching to thermal, seeing a group of four slowly getting closer.    an annoyed click came from him, head shaking as he stepped away from view.   into more of the shadows.    his clawed hand reached out and gestured for her to follow in tune.   

@venatory ||
            
            ( they had a feeling he was very different than them. but also, strangely similar. it was a confusing feeling, the one where you feel so close yet so far from something, like you could reach it if you tried but you’re stuck in place. she’d only felt that once before, and it had been the day her brother died. the day of which her last memories before awakening surrounded by green were tears and death, sorrows and remorse. it was an uncomfortable feeling. 
            it was upsetting to know you aren’t very useful in a situation where you want to help, but there was very little she could do for a stranger she knew nothing of. it annoyed her. knowing her words would not be helpful, they gave a silent nod, looking at the screen, her eyes went wide for a moment before she managed to focus, eyes becoming sore. she’d never been well around screens, they were bright and made her eyes sore, and more times than not, gave her headaches. it had been a recurring thing since childhood that she still couldn’t figure out. )    “ hunt .. are you .. killing something.? ”    ( the question slipped past her lips hesitantly, not wanting to seem nosy, but not being able to get over the curiosity and hunger for knowledge that burned inside her. ) 

@PuttinOnTheFoil ||
            
            “ i have not, actually. i have not seen many things, but each new thing is more bizarre and quite dumb. ”

@ocyeaniks ||
            
            “ then i dislike your  ‘ social norm ’ . it is weird. ”    ( they changed their sentence with a shrug. )    “ firstly, i do not know what getting one’s drink  ‘ spiked ’  means. secondly, i do not like those weird smelling drinks you people have. and lastly, i simply do not like it. it is uncommon to do that where i’m from, speaking to strangers. at least for me. strangers are, no offense, weird. ”

“ it’s less of a habit….more of a social norm ” she hummed tilting her head “ why ? has someone spiked your drink before of something ” she said casually as she sipped her drink her usually bored eyes glimmering with interest. 

@ocyeaniks ||
            
            “ that is .. odd. i do not understand your habits. ”    ( though she meant everyone’s habits on earth, it came out mostly for her. she continued taking a sip of her water, skeptical of the girl next to her. )  

@rxsethorns-    ━━ ❤︎
            
            she tilted her head so that her head was gently rested against theirs. when she began kissing at her neck, valencia’s eyes slightly widened and she debated whether or not to move. in the end, she decided against it and just let roslyn continue doing what she’s doing. she let out a couple of soft, quiet noises, her eyes fluttering shut.

@skinsvckqd ||
            
            ( she gave a soft nod at her words, opening her mouth to speak but before they knew it, her neck was right in front of them. so they did what any reasonable person would do, shut their mouth, and began pampering her with kisses on her neck. 

@rxsethorns-    ━━ ❤︎
            
            she looked up at her with a soft smile.  “ that’s okay! just know that i wasn’t being rude about anything that you did, love. i promise. “  she then hugged her tightly, and suprise suprise her kneck was now directly besides her face. it was though valencia knew what she wanted and exactly how to get it. 

@rxsethorns- 
            
            “Oh, live long enough and you find a way to do anything.” She said with a smile. “But I still know their stories. Live long enough and you can’t help it.”
            All this talk of living and she looks thirty-five at the oldest. But still, there’s something about her that isn’t quite right. It’s in her voice, behind her eyes. And she moves, she moves like she’s trapped in her own skin. Like it’s too tight. Threatening to tear.

@TheBirdOfRhiannon ||
            
            “ oh .. so you  / are /  from here. ”    ( they couldn’t help but be disappointed at the fact. they wished that someone would appear and that they’d not be human. she disliked being the only one who knew little to nothing about where she lived. things would be simpler if she met another  ‘ alien ’ . )    “ how do you  ‘ fall out ’  with a tree though.? ”

@rxsethorns- 
            
            “I’m Welsh, but I was born in Ireland.” She said, looking down at her gloved hands. That wasn’t a lie. Perhaps not the entire truth, but good enough for this. “Ah, you just don’t know how to listen to them. I-I used to be able to. They spoke to me. We had a falling out.”

@-iichordrips- ||
            
            “ so, are we supposed to just — stay here.? ”

" it means the wildlife is more active , and dangerous . "

@-iichordrips- ||
            
            “ oh .. what does that mean — . ? ” 

@StrangerFilms- ||
            
            “ how is it fine.?? and do not worry, i have no one to tell. i do not like anyone i’ve met. at all. ”

@rxsethorns- 
            
            “It’s fine. I’m not good at it either. Just don’t tell anyone and usually they won’t know.”

@StrangerFilms- ||
            
            “ oh. that sounds like it is not fun. i’m sorry that happens to you. and i apologize if this does not sound genuine, i’m not good with human empathy or sympathy or however it’s called. ”