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syri *she looked t him warrily* the weather eh? *she obviouslydident buy whatever he was selling but fine, she stayed u with him all night fo im to lie to her, she wasent ask but she didwhat she hought was right- she looked at thesoup and ate abiut, ten stood up* im going out *sh was angery, at him,  she walked away from him and began to look aorund for a stream, theyneeded water,  she dident see anyvgtion arond the camp so she moveing into the forest*

Monica went back to her fire with Bow at her side. She ate the soup quickly then put the fire out. She retrieved her bag then went to find Merri.

Marshall Lye

        Marshall was a bit disappointed to see Syri leave. He could tell in the atmosphere of the area that she was angry, obviously angry at him. Marshall frowned, shaking his head to himself. Well, he had experience with upset girls, so he knew the best thing would be to leave her alone. Putting the locket in his pocket, he turned to eat just a bit of the soup. It wouldn't do to starve himself.

Syri *she half expected him to follow her and yell at her like the first time they met, he changed a lot it seemed, but it hardly mattered, she had cooled off by this point, she was moveing threw the forest,the smoke from the fire still in sight, but barely, she found that much of the wild life was cowering in the shadows this wouldent be a safe place to sleep least not safe enough, he felt the moisture off the vegation, there must be a cause of it somewhere

Marshall Lye

       After a few minutes, Marshall had assumed Syri had calmed down quite a bit. And since he figured she would have settled down, he found it okay to leave the camp. He just prayed that Syri wouldn't grow upset if she came back and saw nobody there. After all, she could probably break his neck.

       Marshall stood up, walking away from the camp, hands stuffed in his pocket. There was a gentle wind running through the air, and he appreciated how it caressed his skin and hair. The air was crisp and cold, rousing up a cough from Marshall's throat. He sat down under a tree, closing his eyes and just clearing his mind. The world became silent, and he could find the most peace in his heart, a peace that stood out from this destroyed and barren world.

Syri *she enjoyed the feelof the water caressing her skin, it was silky and smoothe, it dident seem tainted but se bring riggs over to make sure, she sat by the moist back and layed back looking up at the sky, riggs was her biggest weapon and she loved him, not like love as in like, weird things, but trust and company, he would know weather its tainted or not, she dident keep her hopes up but the moss around here would clean the water so they coulduse those, and as the sound of the water crashed infront of her, making the melod of the forest more tranquil, she slipped off into a deep sleep.

She dreamed of dark tings, blood and death, , sadly she was a vivd dream, she could mell the scene, she could taste the air around her, and she felt the cold burning on her back, again, and again that whip slamed into her, tearing her flesh and making it cry beads of redthe slid down her back, the pain so real that she began crying, and flinching the the artificial pain, she was in a cold sweat now, the scene in her mind wsa dark, and old barn that smelled like horses andgrain, deep and earthy disruted by the smell of moon shine, her stp farther, held the whip and peeled back his lips to smile at her bare body , her ars over her head chained.

The voices were blurred as if she was moveing at 50 mph in a car, something stole the words and she only got faint murmures ofnon understandable jumbles, she tried to scream but something held in her mouth stopping the voice from blasting out of her pale lips, it felt like a rag, her mouth so dry she almost need to vomite, he set down the whip and walkedover to her, his touch like fire that blasted threw her, “my girl” he whispr in her ear as his hands traveled up and down her naked body.

She woke up so violently she slammed her head into riggs muzzle whom was licking at her face furiously, he recoiled but returned to her and she was shakeing, hard, her face drained of color,

Marshall Lye

Now he was growing worried. Syri had been gone for so long, she couldn't just be blowing off some steam. Standing up, Marshall brushed some dirt off of his arm. His eyes were clouded with curiosity, as a soft wind traveled through his hair. He better hurry, before the wind grew stronger.

Marshall dashed forth, his body moving at the greatest speed possible. If Syri had gotten herself into trouble, which was unlikely yet possible, that would mean that he was alone once again. He didn't want to go back to that life-choking loneliness. He had finally gotten a grip on another human lifeform, and now he was going to grasp it.

Marshall soon found the girl, letting out a sigh of relief as he skidded to a stop. However, something was different about her. She was sitting on the ground, her skin pale and her body trembling. Marshall felt beads of sweat dripping down the back of his neck. 

"... What... Happened?" he asked quietly and gently, trying to choose the correct combination of words. She was in a shaken state and he was afraid of saying the wrong thing. If he said the wrong thing, he'd probably die a painful death. 

syri *she herd his voice and jumped and quickly covered hr face to avoid being seen in such a open state, thats when she felt te moist tears on her hand, why was she crying? did he see? oh god she frd looking up t se a grin plastredn his fce, ut after takein in a raspy breath she let her hands fall into her lap and she looed down at them, she blinked and suddenly her hand were painted in blood, she slammed her eyes shut* i-i ...nothing *she opened her eyes and the blood was gone, he hadent ha her med in a long time, now she was getting the effets,she started to stand, she saw the loo on his face, he seemed-almost conserened, but she looked away fearing if she met his eyes hed se what she saw*