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OMG OMG HI I MISSED YOU SO MUCH! I JUST ASDFGHDFGH!
*scREAMS BACK AT U AND CRADLES UR FACE*
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“—What? What? No. No, no. Your, uhm, teeth— your teeth are fine..!”
"---good. We like our teeths just how they are. What does it want, precious, what does it want?!"
She frowns, resting her chin in her hands as she examined him further, attempting to remain subtle about it. “This isn’t a trick,” she said gently. “I’m attempting to be nice.”
He wrinkled his nose, looking at the other with disbelief. "We get no nice. We get none. We only get tricks and foul things, cruel means we do. No nice."
“—‐Apologies. What manner of creature are you? I have never seen one such as yourself.”
"---that is because we are us. There is no others like us. Why does it ask what we are? Does it not have peepers? Peepers that it stares at us with?"
He’s about to ask again, getting annoyed and slightly worried—-
But he pulls himself together. Being annoyed is going to do nothing but it harder to find the speaker. The echoes of the speech passed quickly, but if Sherlock get the stranger to speak again, he could find some sort of source.
He closes his eyes, unconsciously putting his hands on his temples. He needs to filter other things out, c o n c e n t r a t e …
”You can’t be no one. You exist, you are someone.”
"---someones? We are someones. We are from where it's cold and dark, where voices lost and silence wins. We are no one, no one until it sees us, and by then for many we are the end--oh yes we are~"
"That one? Good choice" Able smiled kindly, and though the other was rather horrifying, Able kept his judgments to himself, moving to swiftly slice the entire leg off as requested, hands fast from years of practice "There you are then" A gentle nod was the only other reply to that, and he got to work butchering the rest, wanting to be done so nothing spoiled.
"Oh we thanks it! Thanks it kindly we do, oh yes." His grabby hands reached for the slaughtered piece, and he began the process of tugging it near him, wide eyes roaving over what was his appreciatively. "Such kindness, oh we thanks it muchly."
" — - awesome… ….
The hell are you, pal?”
"---we are us, Gollum we are! Why does it ask? Why does it wants to know?"
"I offered to help you find food and you scream at me as though I stuck a knife in your belly. How do you expect me to react?" The promise of discipline is passive as he speaks, a wrinkle of spite quickly kissing his bridge as he lowers the weapon. "Do not mark me for the actions of my kin who have wronged you previously. I am not them and they are not me."
"----we knows it. It looks like one of them, acts like them it does, it would stick us the moment it could, we can see, we can tell."
Sweet Jesus, what the hell is that? Oh my god it’s moving, it’s talking, it’s—
"You— don’t move." Blade out, eyes narrowed, Iruka moved cautiously.
"---RUDE, IT IS RUDE PRECIOUS, POINTING NASTY SHARPS AT US."
Zuko tilted his head a tad. What.. is that? He arched an eyebrow. “..Share what exactly?”
"Our fish. We caughts it. We share it not with it, it didn't help----even if it did we would give it none."
❝ What…?
I mean sorry, I didn’t mean to bother you.
—-I’ve just lost my way, and I have no idea where I am. ❞
"---lost? Lost it says? Oh we find lots of lost ones don't we precious. More to eat for us then~"
Someone or something has snuck into the dragoness’ territory. It was not a man, nor a elf, not even a hobbit. She had no idea who or what the scent belonged to, but she was curious to find out.
"---A BIG LIZARD PRECIOUS WE DONT LIKE THOSE no not one bit. Quiet we must be quiet."