Fight to Live. Live to Fight (Accepting)

[Zahzi]

"No, his garrison is only made of people like us."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"...Well, I suppose he's got his reasons..." Atella sighed, laying down her weapons.

"I'm just going to assume you were all put in situations like Krom and I, hence why we all have similar backrounds."  

[Zahzi]

"Yeah. Which makes things boring..."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

". . .Well, that's your own fault." Atella grunted.  

[Zahzi]

"We try to get some entertainment from stories as how the newbies came here. SAME DAMN THING!"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Well find some difference entertainment, nitwits!"  

[Zahzi]

"...LIKE!?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"How the Hell am I suppose to know what you guys like!?"  

[Zahzi]

"EXACTLY!"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Go buy a hooker or something for Christ's sake if you're THAT bored!!"  

[Zahzi]

"...We're not allowed to leave this place, ya ninny!"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Then get Divinious to get you some, ya dumbass!"  

[Zahzi]

"Oh yeah, like THAT would work!"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"...Well you could stop standing here, yelling at me, and play the damn game with the child. Better than nothing, isn't it?"  

[Zahzi]

"..And this is after you got planted by Krom..?"