//--Ariana--\\
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Sparkle, sparkle, sparkle, sparkle. Are you jealous of my sparkles?
//--IC--\\
She chuckled lowly. "I am always alone. I prefer the peace and quiet, it helps me talk to mother nature. I like being alone anyway." she smiled, blushing slightly at his compliments.
//--OOC--\\
[font=georgia][size=14][color=pink]Boop.
//--Ariana--\\
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Sparkle, sparkle, sparkle, sparkle. Are you jealous of my sparkles?
//--IC--\\ She nodded. "Though I must warn you, stay away from my camp. They have no respect for men like you, and you will be beaten to death within seconds."
//--OOC--\\
[font=georgia][size=14][color=pink]Boop.
//--Ariana--\\
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Sparkle, sparkle, sparkle, sparkle. Are you jealous of my sparkles?
//--IC--\\ "Men with white skin and exploding metal." shhe whispered, fear shining in her eyes. It was obvious she'd had her own run in with violent men, and she had been quiet surprised she was able to talk to him. "People like you have burned out villages, ruined them. My father and other brothers and sisters have grown quite hateful towards people like you. I feel as though you're a good man, and you deserve to live."
//--OOC--\\
[font=georgia][size=14][color=pink]Boop.
//--Ariana--\\
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Sparkle, sparkle, sparkle, sparkle. Are you jealous of my sparkles?
//--IC--\\ She nodded, taking another bite of her apple as she sat down beneath the tree. "It was the second set of men. The first, well we'd helped them, tought them how to use the land so they could survive on their own. They were tolerant and respectful towards us, and allowed us to stay where we had originally settled. But these second men... They were evil. We offered them or gold, but they only threw it back in our faces and said that wasn't the gold they wanted. So we left them be. But they began to demand the land we thrived on, for more and more of them began to arrive. I tried to reason with them, make peace, but they refused. My attempts, only ended in tragedy. You see; they raided our villages, burning them down with sticks of fire." This seemed to be a soft spot, for she looked crestfallen, and a few tears lingered in her eyes. "My whole village burned to the ground, and my mother was killed. I was left with a father obssessed with war. The second attack was brutal. We'd just finished resettling, farther away fron those men, yet they still came. They kidnapped me, to make my father stop attacking. They locked me in a metal crate and whipped me like an animal." By now she was crying, and if he looked closely enough, he could see the lash scars of a leather whip.
//--OOC--\\
[font=georgia][size=14][color=pink]Boop.
//--Ariana--\\
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Sparkle, sparkle, sparkle, sparkle. Are you jealous of my sparkles?
//--IC--\\ She didn't refuse it, but she didn't accept it either. She sniffled, wiping her tears. "I apologize. Its hard to even think about..."
//--OOC--\\
[font=georgia][size=14][color=pink]Boop.
//--Ariana--\\
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Sparkle, sparkle, sparkle, sparkle. Are you jealous of my sparkles?
//--IC--\\ She whimpered lowly, giving a slight nod. "Yes. In fact, we've already resettled three times, yet they always return...." And she moved closer to him, wishing he hadn't removed his arm. It was comforting.
//--OOC--\\
[font=georgia][size=14][color=pink]Boop.