Fight to Live. Live to Fight (Accepting)

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"That is if they can find her, and I have the means to hide her."  

[Zahzi]

"I'm sure you do." Divinious said. It was impossible to tell if he were sincere or not.

"Of course, it all comes down to whether or not SHE wants to go."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Atella." Hr father growled, slowly looking to her.

Atella was dead silent now, standing where she was awkwardly, uncomfortable with the attention being placed onto her.  

[Zahzi]

"Let me make this clear. If you pressure one of my gladiators into doing something, we're going to have a problem." Divinious said as footsteps could be heard coming near them. All the other Gladiators had caught wind of what was happening. Even the ones who seemed to be mean to Atella.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"I haven't done anything but speak to you and say my daughter's name." He growled, giving Divinious a cold glare.
"Nothing wrong in that, is there?" He asked, not only Divinious, but everyone who was within earshot and defending Atella now.  

[Zahzi]

"Oh, but just by saying someone's name in the tone you did would make one wonder." Divinious said with a closed-eyed smile.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"I had no intentions of pressuring Atella, contrary to your beliefs." He grunted, before slowly back to where Atella was...

...Who had now disappeared, the pressure that supposedly didn't exist getting the best of her...  

[Zahzi]

"She's old enough to make her own decisions." Divinious said, looking back, now looking around for Atella.
"Great...You frightened her..."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"I didn't do anything. If your men hadn't showed up, I'm sure she'd still be here." He grunted, crossing his arms.

If anyone had been watching Atella close enough, they would have noticed that she had unintentionally fled into the gardens of the estate, losing herself in the maze of shrubbery. Once there, she began looking around as she panted heavily, her hands shaking.
"Work... I need to work..." She began mumbling to herself as she looked around for tools, finding none the be laying around. "Work..." She kept mumbling, as she began to work on trimming one brush with her hands. "I need to work..."  

[Zahzi]

Krom was watching Atella, an eyebrow raised.

"No, they came because you're wanting to take a comrade away."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Oh? So they're fond of her already? Even though she's been here for a week?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

Atella didn't even seem to notice Krom. She was too focused on working on the brush, psychically breaking off twigs, branches, and leafs from the shrubbery, making it even at one point before making it uneven. The entire time, she kept mumbling, "Work... I need to work..."  

[Zahzi]

"Atella."

"It is hard to describe."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Do the best you can."

Atella flinched violently, quickly turning around and staring at Krom wide eyed, looking at him as if she were confused.

"...Yes?"  

[Zahzi]

"They all fight to survive. You're only working to get one killed."

"What is wrong with you?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"I'd never kill Atella." He growled with offense.

"...I need to work..." Atella mumbled again, her hands which had been still beginning to shake again. "...Work... I need to work..." She started again, beginning her work once more.