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<--herby

cool, just continue then. and please dont be sad I promise you I will be back.

*gets some stuff and gets ready to leave*

<--- Twilight

*already starts another picture*

<--- Podarge

*leaves the betting office, very nervous* I can't believe it! Now quickly to Clarke!
*walks along the street and eventually enters a certain building*

<---herby

*leaves the tent and runs allong the road hoping to run into Podarge*

<--- Twilight

*feels sad and alone*
*draws another picture*

<--- Podarge

*awakes in a dark room with a giant headache*
*coughs weakly*
*slowly remembers what just happened* What the hell was he talking about?! His men are dead?! What does that have to do with me?! *cautiously sits up*
*coughs again* No need to be that rude to me!

<---herby

*continues to run allong the road with only his hope to encounter something that could lead him*

<--- Twilight

*draws a picture of a dark cold room*

<--- Podarge

*the door opens, and light fills the room*
*blinks with watery eyes but can't really see anything but a blurry schemen*
*hears a rough voice* "Awake now? Get ready for the next round!"
*feels her arm grabbed and pulled up*

what the hells is going on with podarge O_O

<---herby

*gets tired and slows down but still following the road in the hope of finding anything*

Well, Clarke was obviously NOT happy to get his people killed Now he wants to know everything about her and Hazel You should have read Nicky's last posts

<--- Twilight

*starts another picture*
*just draws lots of blood stains*

well yeah but ah nvm XD I will find out

<----herby

*arrives in the city and starts to look around at all the buildings*

<--- Podarge

*seemingly a long time later*
*awakes in the darkness again, freezing*
*curls up, wishing she'd still have her clothes*
*too soon the door opens* "Next round! You'll talk now!"
*gets dragged out*

<---herby

*doesnt find any clue about where she could be and leaves to go back to the tent dissapointed*

<--- Twilight

*draws a picture of a face, a man's face, cold looking, obviously not satisfied with something*

<---herby

*arrives back at the tent after walking back for an hour*

<--- Twilight

*has produced more pictures by now, of other men holding weird things, ready to use them, or just making fists*

<--herby

Twilight I'm back. how are things going here? *is still very worried about Podarge but cant tell Twilight he hasnt found her yet*