Fight to Live, Life to Fight. -Zahzi and RGI-

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Everyone keeps saying that, yet I don't feel any better." Atella sighed heavily.  

[Zahzi]

"Well, just do it, and ya might live!"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"You make it sound so easy." She grunted with sarcasm, obviously not feeling better to the 'helpful' advice.  

[Zahzi]

"Ya know, sarcasm might get ya killed....."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Everything can get me killed at this point." Atella argued as they approached the doors to the underground quarters for the fighters.  

[Zahzi]

"Yeah, so let's not ENCOURAGE it!" The Gladiator told her as they entered the Quarters.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"...I don't understand." Atella stared at the gladiator, stopping in her walk as she looked at him with confusion.  

[Zahzi]

"Don't! Try! To die!"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"...Why would I try something like that? Suicide is condoned."  

[Zahzi]

"....Are you always so hard to direct..?" Krom suddenly asked, looking down at her.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"This is a new life for me." Atella lightly sighed, looking up to Krom. "I've been a slave since I was a kid. I don't know anything beyond simple house work and obeying a command from a master. Everyone is being... different."  

[Zahzi]

"What is stopping you from obeying?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"The orders are... unclear. Different. Not direct, just spoken."  

[Zahzi]

"Your orders are not to die." Krom told her bluntly.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

Atella quietly nodded to Krom in reply, and looked around the room, both curious to how it looked and searching for something to keep her alive.