The Free Life (Accepting Profiles)

[Zahzi]

"Yes, but one is more attuned to the other."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"That doesn't really explain how you saw through me." Julie sighed, leaning back in her chair tiredly.

"But that doesn't matter. What does matter is we have you, meaning our business here is done."  

[Zahzi]

"What do you mean 'business'?" Chekondai asked, raising an eyebrow.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"We were sent here to find you, as you've been busy murdering people who wander out here. You clearly showed yourself to be our target when you took out some of men and nearly killed me." Julie explained, looking down at Chekondai with a slightly bored expression.

"And, I can see you've also chosen to decorate yourself with bones, none of which look like they all came from the same animal. Or person."  

[Zahzi]

"Your people come here and steal what is ours. Of course we will fight back. The bones are a custom of which we are proud of what we kill."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"You've been killing harmless farmers and trappers. I'm not aware of the politics of this land, but I do believe you have your share an the people here have their's."  

[Zahzi]

"You have pillaged our lands and killed our people. I do not care for your opinions."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"We all came to agreements." Julie snorted, rolling her eyes.

"No matter though. Politics are not the issue at hand here. Now, I need to decide what to do with you come morning..."  

[Zahzi]

"I have already shamed my people by showing compassion. Do what you will."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"And why would you be shamed for that?" Julie rose her eyebrow curiously.

"Don't you people have a high respect for women folk..?"  

[Zahzi]

"But I allowed myself to be beaten."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"No one can win every battle." Julie frowned, saddened by the savage's state. He looked so.. hopeless.

"Surely even you know that?" She quietly asked, slowly reaching her hand out to touch his.  

[Zahzi]

Chekondai glared at the hand, clearly not wanting to be touched.

"I was taken prisoner like a trophy."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

Julie immediately pulled her hand away, glaring down at Chekondai.

"You're not a trophy. What, would you prefer that we picked you up and threw you out to bleed to death like a poorly slaughtered animal?"  

[Zahzi]

"Much like what most of your kind does to mine." Chekondai replied, staring up at her.