( she sing-songs her question before flopping back onto the sand. she spreads her arms out above her head, letting herself soak in the sun's rays and the fresh air (that she is still getting use to); eyes shut. )
I bet if ya search around your pockets, you'll find a lil' present. A paper that'll say what your crime is. Everyone's got one. Mine says I'm guilty of murder and illegal trading. Kiiiinda boring if you ask me. They should had charged me with somethin' bigger than that.
( like causing a war. that would be the best thing to have under her belt. and if everyone knew she did that, they'd be more fearful of her and know not to rub her the wrong way. )
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( she sing-songs her question before flopping back onto the sand. she spreads her arms out above her head, letting herself soak in the sun's rays and the fresh air (that she is still getting use to); eyes shut. )
I bet if ya search around your pockets, you'll find a lil' present. A paper that'll say what your crime is. Everyone's got one. Mine says I'm guilty of murder and illegal trading. Kiiiinda boring if you ask me. They should had charged me with somethin' bigger than that.
( like causing a war. that would be the best thing to have under her belt. and if everyone knew she did that, they'd be more fearful of her and know not to rub her the wrong way. )