[ This girl seems so... small and yet, there's something about her, something that causes Krul to take an almost in her for a moment. It might be the fact that she can hear how loud her heart is pounding within her chest or the timid nature in which she seems torn with wanting to help despite the bloody mess surrounding her and dripping off her arm.
And yet, she doesn't seem repulsed by the scene given the fact that she hasn't run or shied away from her. Yet. ]
I'm more annoyed than hurt.
[ She tosses the empty bag aside, confetti spitting out from it as a blob of what's left of red blood oozes out onto the concrete. Her attention doesn't even fall on the bag, annoyed with the contents and instead, seems to fall on this girl who seems close in her own age... at least physically. Krul hasn't been anywhere near this age in over 2000 years.
So of course, with the mess dripping both off and around her, she feels the need to ask. ]
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And yet, she doesn't seem repulsed by the scene given the fact that she hasn't run or shied away from her. Yet. ]
I'm more annoyed than hurt.
[ She tosses the empty bag aside, confetti spitting out from it as a blob of what's left of red blood oozes out onto the concrete. Her attention doesn't even fall on the bag, annoyed with the contents and instead, seems to fall on this girl who seems close in her own age... at least physically. Krul hasn't been anywhere near this age in over 2000 years.
So of course, with the mess dripping both off and around her, she feels the need to ask. ]
Are you scared?