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It was a pretty gloomy day as the Drakobloxxer/Robloxian walked down the old, overgrown path. Not many people were outside due to the risk of, yknow, dying but it made it peaceful. Her green eyes scan the ground to see if she could spot any goodies or even a mushroom. Her tail swishes behind her as she pauses to crack her back. She heard a rustle in a bush nearby but brushed it off as an animal but it smelt off... probably injured... She lingered a little before continuing her walk, taking in the fresh air. Luckily there haven't been any sightings of Pursuer nearby so she should be fine. Right? Well shes more of a danger to herself as she trips on a tree root and nearly falls down a hill. She wasn't too hurt but she felt a scrape on her exposed knee(down side to shorts) as she brushes her long brown hair out of her face and groans.
"..ugh.. im gonna have to deal with that later.. if i dont and it gets infected i think Caretaker would murder me"..
She gets up and brushes herself off, examining the wound when she catches the smell from earlier but.. closer now. It doesn't take long until she finds out what its from as someone falls out of the foliage. The two people make solid eye contact for 5 seconds before the guy scrambles to his feet, looking very embarrassed as he backs up, not saying a thing so Daren speaks up first.
"..hey what-"
Any anger in her voice fades away as her eyes fall to the sword firmly implanted in his chest.
"...are you okay..??"
Despite him being a COMPLETE stranger her voice was filled with concern.
"Wha..? Oh.. oh y-yes.. im fine..."
His voice had a soft accent that (after a solid 3 seconds she finally registered as british) also sounded almost dismissive of the ENTIRE SWORD in his chest.
"Are you sure? I can take you to one of my friends. They're a Caretaker so they can heal yo-"
"I assure you I'm okay.."
"...at least tell me your name. Mines Daren.. also what were you doing in the bushes..?"
"Im MeQuot.."
There was a long awkward pause that was broken by Daren speaking up.
"So? What were you doing?"
"...uh.. well.. I..."
"Come on, spit it out. It cant be that hard. Here, let my simplify it for you. Were you watching me?"
"...yeah.."
She had to strain her ears to hear what he said since he was suddenly so quiet. When she registered him confirming she sighed.
"See? That wasn't so hard... now come on. You're coming back with me"
"Wait what-"
She grabbed his arm(rather roughly) and dragged him back to the bunker and forced him in with her, not allowing much room for protest. Her grip on him didnt loosen even a little bit as she brings him deeper, tail occasionally hitting him by accident.
"..hey uh.. could you maybe more careful with that..?"
"With what?"
"Your.. tail...?"
She pauses and looks over her shoulder and down at her tail, then back up at him.
"Not really something I can control. Sorry Quots... can I call you that?"
"...sure"
Her grip finally loosens on his arm as they walk a bit more. She caught herself looking back at him quite a bit despite not really wanting to. Not long later they end up outside of Caretaker's little office and MeQuot is looking rather nervous.
"Daren.. there's no way they can help.. I've tried.."
"Well we can still deal with the sword right? Patch it up? Come on! It'll be okay! ..please?"
She looked at him with kind eyes which caused him to finally cave but before they could do anything the door opened.
"What on earth...?!"
Daren turned around and looked at Caretaker, who looked terrified. Caretaker takes a hold of both Daren and MeQuot and brings them into their office, already rushing for various medical supplies.
(Im leaving chapter 1 here just cuz im not longer motivated)