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Gale motioned for Varys to stay,leaning against the tent pole. "Well,it all started years ago." |
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"What did?" She asked, her hearing being focused around her |
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"The.....whole thing." He muttered uncomfortably,fiddling with a knife. "If you can't already tell im not 100% comfortable sharing this topic." He says,still fiddling. |
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Kayla nodded, listening cautiously |
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"So,uh,it all started when I needed money so,when you pulled that aroow out that night,that's the group im talking about.They promised 10.2 thousand and then I set off,getting tortured..." He trailed off,voice quieting. |
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Kayla listened and waited for him to continue |
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"God that was terrible." He muttered,contniuing on. "A year later I escaped and abducted you,forcing you along with me until we got to camp,my father died,Sage was attacked,got paid,I left,you started following me,and now im here." Gale rambled,wanting to be done with it. |
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"I left you not even a day after I started following you." She said quietly. "I had to learn how to hunt and fight on my own." She accused quietly, her voice still calm and not cold at all. |
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"Good for you,I already figured that.You can stay here,I suggest you leave but,your choice I guess." He says,leaning off the pole. |
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"Why did you bring me here? To get more money?" She said, turning to walk out |
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Evening Thunderstorms, Hail Possible
