"Nimble, shut your mouth. I'll get my hamster back at home to eat
you right now." Connie said, before looking at Somnum. "I'm an ice
fair, if you will. Your just an emo nightmare thing." Connie
corrected.
"Awww! That's so sweet! The homeless guys love it when rich people
get nightmares about being homeless, so keep up the work!" Nimble
told Somnum, ignoring Connie.
Somnum eyes harden at the ice fairy."I'll be careful with what you
say ice princess.Last I heard the Ice Fairies weren't doing so
well.Aren't they being hunted down like the cold hearted murderers
they are?"She snapps poking at the recent news she heard.She then
smiles and bows to Nimble."Why thank you Master Nimble for your
wonderful compliment."
Connie gave a cold glare. "I don't think I like you, emo elf. We
are not murders, we are delicate beautiful graceful blessings of
man kind!" Connie exaggerated. She then looked at Sol. "Thankyou. I
wish the emo elf could have a hand stitched onto her face." Connie
snarled.
Somnum looks down at the gag before looking at the Shadow Sprite
and Ice Fairy with a glare.She then huffed and did a few sign
gestures that were obviously for rude purposes before walking
off.Like I want to hang with a bunch of low lifes.The only
decent one was Nimble.She thinks to herself.She then goes to
fine a teacher who can remove the gag.
Oliver noticed the girl he had seen earlier with a gag, and his
eyes widened. "Oh my, are you alright?" He asked, scampering over
to her. "Do you want some help...?" He asked, tilting his head. He
looked... Really worried.
Oliver walked around her, untying the gag. He slipped it from her,
tossing it in the trash. "Are... Are you alright?" He asked,
walking back around to the front of her.
"Yeah.Thanks by the way."Somnum said rubbing at her mouth with the
sleeve of her dress.She was trying to ignore the tears that were
welling in her eyes.She looks back over to the boy.She watches as
his wings flitter slightly."Nice wings."She says her voice slightly
muffled.
Oliver glanced back at his white, fluffy wings. "Oh? Thank you!" He
smiled. When he turned back to the girl, he noticed tears in her
eyes. "Oh my! Are you sure you're okay?" He asked, his worry
returning.
Somnum looks away from the boy."Yeah.I'm good."She murmers.Night
Elfs DON'T cry.Night Elfs DON'T cry.She keeps mentally
repeating.It was the same phrasing she had heard all her life from
her father.
"A-are you positive? If there is something wrong, it's okay to say
so." Oliver responded, fiddling with his skirt. He tucked a lock of
hair behind his ear, and his fist balled up a bit of his shirt. He
looked to the ground, then back at the girl.