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"Anial" Sam growls from the seat of the cart, so I turn and look at him, rolling over onto my side as Little green continues to trot along the dusty road "I swear to the seven, if you don't stop telling us to go faster, I am going to shove my foot so far up your ass, your mask is going to the be the bottom of the boots I make out of you"
Okay, can't say I wasn't thinking the same thing about the priest, he's really been laying on reasons for me to hate him lately. I swear he's trying to make me snap and wring his neck for insulting Blue or snorting in disgust pretty much every other minute, I mean he does it often enough.
"Oh quite with your threats, we must hurry lest we get caught by bandits rushing to fill the recently vacated hideouts" The priest says flatly "they're like roaches, if you don't burn the nest, they come rushing back in droves"
"We can kick their asses if we do meet them, which I highly fuckin doubt" Sam says, sounding rightfully pissed off as he picks his teeth and winces "It won't change nothing if we stop to have lunch"
"Yeah" Lucy groans "I need something hot to eat, can't we just slow down so we can cook something, I'm feel like I'm starving back here"
"Well" Bailey says teasingly "you look like you could lose a few pounds, lucy"
"Or shut up" Lucy whimpers, her ears drooping down as I sit back up "I'm really not in the mood right now Bay"
"Look you just simply do not understand, we can't afford to be late" Anial hisses, his mask shimmering in the afternoon sunlight, like an open flame. It's hard to focus with it glinting like that
"Why not?"I ask tilting my head as I flutter my wings, feeling the dry air flow over and under them as I do so "even if there's a deadline, having some lunch won't make us late to it, you're acting like a slave driver"
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