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“Excuse me, do you know where I could purchase tea at?”

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bittersweet-sincerity has spotted the traveling Orphan.
“Excuse me, do you know where I could purchase tea at?”
Captured
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“Interrogating prisoners isn’t my job. Plus, you’ve already been interrogated, don’t you remember? You spat right into the integrator’s mouth and told him to ‘Fuck off’.” Amo softly smirked, peering over the clipboard she held closely in front of her before scribbling on it once more. “At least that’s what I’ve been told. They probably put you under with some kind of drug concoction before transporting you here. Honestly it’s such a pain. It only makes my job more difficult.”
Ⱶ Slender brow arched up at the accusation. “My dear, you must be confused with your little sheet there. I have done no such vile act. I hope whatever your job actually is it doesn’t involve reading or judging of brilliant character.” Begrudgingly he sat up to face the irritating woman. A hand ran back through his long hair to smooth it out.
Ⱶ “Then tell me, what is it you want from me then? Hmm? Just come to admire your government’s captives?”
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Ⱶ “My, my.” Humpty remarked, looking up from the bench he was sprawled out on. “This army is in worse shape than I had reported if they’re sending dainty little things such as this to do interrogations with prisoners.” With a shrug he laid his head back down, he wasn’t going to pay this girl much mind.
Kitties and Birds
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“Good. Otherwise all this food would go to waste.” Offering a small grin as she pulled a blanket out from her basket, she neatly spread it out upon the green grass.
“There’s tea too if you want some. It’s black lemon lift tea. It goes perfect with the lemon tarts i bought earlier. And there’s sweetened milk in the basket too. You can have whatever you like.” She chimed.
Ⱶ The tea and tarts sounded quite good, but kitty ears perked at the sound of the milk. Trying to play off the silent interest he took a long way rounding the blanket. Finally coming to lay on his side down on it, stretching out.
Ⱶ “Hmmm, maybe a tart and that milk to go with it.” Tail twitched happily behind him at the thought of the delicious combination.
"Stop!"
Elliot’s finger stopped on the trigger at Amo’s voice- the Faceless underneath his boot- wounded at the ankles and unable to walk- who had been deathly still a moment before now started to squirm again. Elliot casually pressed his foot more firmly against their head, holding them down.
He turns his head towards her, blood streaked on his cheek, and asks, simply, “What for? They’ve got it coming. They owed us.”
"Uhm...excuse me, sir? But could you possibly tell me or show me where the nearest sweet or cake shop is?" (I uhm.. Hi. Please don't mind me. I hope you don't mind. If so I'm sorry!)
“Hm? Oh, it’s... about two blocks from the first right if you keep going straight.” Mokoro responds. The damn grey magic has him a bit twitchy, but he can still answer this girl’s request. “It’s a well known pastry shop in this area, so it’s a bit pricey, but still really good.”
His usual smile is on his face, slightly warped by slight panting and flushed cheeks. Sheeesh, people would be saying he had a fever soon.....
"WHERE THE BLOODY FUCK IS ELLIOT?! IF HE DOESN'T GET HIS LITTLE BUNNY ASS DOWN SOON I'M GOING TO KILL HIM! I'M NOT HAVING THIS THING WITHOUT HIM! WHERE IS HE?!?" Naturally screaming of course as her muscle contractions continued to worsen in pain, Amo was just about ready to kill someone. And if Elliot wasn't there soon they'd be quite a mess and a lot less servant running around. An unstable Amo was terrifying and deadly as is, being in labor only made things 100 times worse.
Elliot made a mad dash through the halls, practically already screaming as his ears were perked straight up, having been able to hear Amo’s shrieking from all the way on the other side of the mansion. The second he’d heard she was in labor he dropped what he was doing and burst into a run towards her.
“AMO, I’M HERE!” He yelled, busting open the door and rushing to her side, taking her hands and in his panic, frantically looking over her. “ARE YOU IN PAIN? DO YOU NEED ANYTHING? WATER? SOMETHING TO HOLD?!”
Purr~
★ SEND “PURR” FOR MY MUSE TO GROW CAT EARS AND A TAIL FOR ONE THREAD★
Ⱶ Humpty sat on the long low hanging branch, looking a mixture of irritated and depressed. A long pink tail hung down behind him, twitching slightly back and forth. Similarly colored fluffy ears peek out from his long hair at the top of his head. He’s so caught up with looking sorry for himself he doesn’t seem to notice the girl approaching.