Re: RP Sprite HQ

by **ProductivityPlacement** Mon Mar 30, 2015 12:54 am

Zinnia did not reply, simply looked at her bruises again.

by MissSaigon Mon Mar 30, 2015 12:55 am

A: You're delicate.

He remarked, as if it was her fault she was bruised. He was only doing his job after all, she was the criminal.

by **ProductivityPlacement** Mon Mar 30, 2015 12:56 am

Zinnia nodded.

Z: Yet you expect me to be trained for war.

by MissSaigon Mon Mar 30, 2015 12:56 am

A: You will be. We'll train you. It's a requirement.

by **ProductivityPlacement** Mon Mar 30, 2015 12:57 am

Z: I wont.

She huffed.

Z: Am I going to be sat here all day.

by MissSaigon Mon Mar 30, 2015 12:58 am

A: Hopefully not for much longer.

by **ProductivityPlacement** Mon Mar 30, 2015 1:00 am

Z: I'm hungry.

She complained.

by MissSaigon Mon Mar 30, 2015 1:01 am

A: You'll get food in half an hour.

by **ProductivityPlacement** Mon Mar 30, 2015 5:12 pm

Z: Oh brilliant. Because that's what I was worried about.

She rolled her eyes.

by MissSaigon Mon Mar 30, 2015 5:16 pm

A: Can I trust you to stay here while I check on where the judge is?

by **ProductivityPlacement** Mon Mar 30, 2015 5:22 pm

Zinnia contemplated this, but knew if she ran they would catch her. She slumped down on the seat.

Z: Fine.

by MissSaigon Mon Mar 30, 2015 5:46 pm

Nodding, Captain Maglor strode from the room with purpose. A few short minutes later, he returned with exactly the same expression as before.

A: Stand.

by **ProductivityPlacement** Mon Mar 30, 2015 6:37 pm

She did so, slowly and begrudgingly.

by MissSaigon Mon Mar 30, 2015 6:39 pm

He held out a strong rope made of vines and nodded to her wrists.

A: You need to be bound.

by **ProductivityPlacement** Mon Mar 30, 2015 6:40 pm

Z: What? No!

She stepped back.

Z: This is barbaric!

by MissSaigon Mon Mar 30, 2015 6:40 pm

A: Procedure.

He started dully.

by **ProductivityPlacement** Mon Mar 30, 2015 6:45 pm

With a face on that showed how much she despised 'procedure', she stuck her wrists out.

by MissSaigon Mon Mar 30, 2015 6:52 pm

The captain bound her wrists firmly, not enough to hurt but tight enough to make escape near impossible.

A: Come with me.

Not that she had a choice. He led her out of the room and into the courtroom nearby.

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