RP Sprite HQ

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Z: Why not?

?: You will be detained here pending sentencing.

Z: Sentencing?

She rose from her seat.

Z: Look, I was just protesting!

?: Which goes against our laws.

Z: I didn't mean to cause any harm!

Zinnia strode around the room, full of anger and energy.

Z: What's your name, anyway?

A: Captain Maglor.

He replied sternly, keeping a wary eye on her pacing.

Z: Captain Maglor...

She mimicked his voice, pushing back her curls.

A: Repeating it doesn't make you clever.

Z: Am I in trouble?

She asked suddenly.

Z: How much trouble am I in?

A: You burnt a man. The prisons are crowded with scum already, you will probably be drafted into the army for active service. We need every soldier we can get.

Z: A sol- I won't! I can't fight, I wont!

She ran at him, banging on his chest with her fists, trying to escape.

Captain Maglor gripped her upper arms to restrain her, keeping her at arm's length.

She kicked at him, each lash breaking her sentence.

Z: You- Can't- Make- Me- Fight!

With a sigh, he adjusted his hold on her so that she ended up in his arms like a bride - a very reluctant bride.

Even in this position she flopped about like a fish.

Z: I won't! I wont!

?: You must. Your punishment must fit your crime. You protested against the war and now you must fight it. There must always be consequences.

Z: NO!

She squirmed.

A: Yes.

He slung her over his shoulder like a rag doll.

Zinnia beat his muscled back with her tiny fists, legs kicking.

Z: I wont fight! Where's Juniper? She was protesting too! Her father is...

She kicked again.

Z: Very influential!

A: She has also been taken in.

He knew that she would be pardoned because of her father. But this girl, she was nothing. Her family was nothing, some mongrel of sprite and mortal that stained her skin. That's what everyone said, that's why she was jeered at, this half-breed. It had never bothered Arum, he paid no heed to what she looked like, only disgusted by her antics.

Zinnia thumped the man on the back several times, then went limp.

Z: I don't want to fight.

She managed, still extremely angry.

A: Then you shouldn't have protested.

Z: I was protesting the fighting!

She howled, starting to hit him again. She bit hard on his shoulder.

Arum rolled his shoulder and jogged her so that she was shaken.

A: You shouldn't have.