LIBBS
Libbs released her breath, rubbing her temples for a brief moment.
This happened for a moment, before she rolled back into sorting. She had five neatly divided piles, of various 'greeness' levels, the left being the most verdant, the right crippled with decay. She figured somewhere in the midst of this, Deimos could probably figure out which would be the most opportunistic to look into. After all, this was his request after all. And the lessons and requests of the gods have yet to haunt her yet.
She stood up, reaching for another pile, and placing it next to herself. And she contemplated this question a bit. Quite a bit in fact. She ran a head over her brow, rubbing the sweat off of it. What could possibly plague her in that moment that needed an answer? That something he definitively would know? He was right, Jigano definitely had the land documented in spades. And you can bet, Libbs definitely made it a point to harass the bad routinely for questions and answers. But, she at least feeds him, so there's that.
"I'll.. admit. I have a lot of questions, but I don't know which ones are right to ask." she responded, after a moment of silence, as if the truth profounded herself in a way. "Because, well, Jigs usually tells me a lot of stuff. And if it ain't Jigs, it's Sunjata. And if it ain't Sunjata, it's Maea." she paused. "Really, the only thing none of them have told me is how they manage to live throughout these nonsenses. Because that.." she pointed at him. "Is what I would like to know. I don't want to be the one caught off guard, with a knife at my neck, or some mean beastie at my ankles. I want to know how they manage to survive. Because in the end, I kinda wanna survive too.. if that makes sense. And I may have gotten lucky now.. but I don't think I'll always get that lucky. That's just being dumb to count on it."
She continued to sort, in silence.
This happened for a moment, before she rolled back into sorting. She had five neatly divided piles, of various 'greeness' levels, the left being the most verdant, the right crippled with decay. She figured somewhere in the midst of this, Deimos could probably figure out which would be the most opportunistic to look into. After all, this was his request after all. And the lessons and requests of the gods have yet to haunt her yet.
She stood up, reaching for another pile, and placing it next to herself. And she contemplated this question a bit. Quite a bit in fact. She ran a head over her brow, rubbing the sweat off of it. What could possibly plague her in that moment that needed an answer? That something he definitively would know? He was right, Jigano definitely had the land documented in spades. And you can bet, Libbs definitely made it a point to harass the bad routinely for questions and answers. But, she at least feeds him, so there's that.
"I'll.. admit. I have a lot of questions, but I don't know which ones are right to ask." she responded, after a moment of silence, as if the truth profounded herself in a way. "Because, well, Jigs usually tells me a lot of stuff. And if it ain't Jigs, it's Sunjata. And if it ain't Sunjata, it's Maea." she paused. "Really, the only thing none of them have told me is how they manage to live throughout these nonsenses. Because that.." she pointed at him. "Is what I would like to know. I don't want to be the one caught off guard, with a knife at my neck, or some mean beastie at my ankles. I want to know how they manage to survive. Because in the end, I kinda wanna survive too.. if that makes sense. And I may have gotten lucky now.. but I don't think I'll always get that lucky. That's just being dumb to count on it."
She continued to sort, in silence.
let's run off to costa rica
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
