you don't care how i feel [x] rhaego

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  • dainty footsteps made their way around camp as their owner marveled at the surroundings before her. never has 0X48 seen something so.. serene and calm. the cat-like child used her arms to grasp at the ground and trees as she explored her new home. it seemed to be very nice here, but some of its inhabitants were a bit.. offput by her. the mutant took off her bandanna to let her three green eyes take in all the foliage around them. 0X48 did not know why she had three eyes, but she figured it was normal. the child did not exactly know what other animals looked like, but from their outlines using her powers, she could see they only had about four appendages each, while she had eight. maybe that's why everyone was so indifferent with her. maybe that and the fact that she could hardly speak, only grotesque garbling noises spilling out every time she went to say something. what a cruel yet blessed fate she had.


  • [center][fancypost=bgcolor= transparent; bordercolor= transparent; height:; width: 420px; font=; text-align: justify;][font='Times New Roman, Times, serif'][size=12]Naturally, Rhaego was leery of directly approaching 0X48. When they'd met by the border, he'd received a quiet warning from Drogo after showing the newcomer who was boss, and although it had confused him, he wasn't eager to be reprimanded again.


    He'd been watching the mutated creature for a few minutes now, and when she removed her bandanna, he started. Not only did she have extra arms and a funny way of communicating, she had three eyes. Three. Cautiously approaching, the cub demanded in the guttural Dothraki language, "Are you a monster?" Between her inability to speak in anything but sign language and his weak grasp of English, communication would be hard.
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  • [center][fancypost=background-color:transparent; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 9pt]0X48, or montego since fell decided to rename her, jumped as rhaego approached her, spewing some sort of language she did not understand. her weak grasp on language and his apparent use of another would certainly hinder their progression towards some sort of dialogue. the mutant quickly scrambled for something to hold on to so she didn't go about flailing everywhere, dropping her precious bandanna in the process. all three of 0X48's eyes focused on rhaego at once, wide with fear and desperation to know why he wanted to be so indifferent towards her. never before has anyone seen her eyes and she wanted to keep it that way. but now here she was, open and exposed for rhaego to see. was he going to hurt her? 0X48 doubted it, but the way rhaego acted made her a bit too wary. it seemed the only one who didn't regard her for her mutations was fell, and he only regarded her as well, her.
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  • [center][fancypost=bgcolor= transparent; bordercolor= transparent; height:; width: 420px; font=; text-align: justify;][font='Times New Roman, Times, serif'][size=12]0X48 flailed around instead of responding. It set Rhaego on edge, and the youth let out a disgruntled huff, eyes darkening as he tried to make sense of his clanmate's movements. She had dropped her bandanna, and after a moment, he cautiously moved toward it. It didn't smell particularly strange: the only scent he could detect on it was 0X48's. After a brief moment of hesitation, he pulled the piece of cloth closer to him and examined it, but like 0X48 herself, it gave no answer. Rhaego pushed the cloth away and fixed his eyes on the mutant's three, unsure of what to expect from her.
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