《Bloom》Seedling 12
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I’m being kidnapped.
Rustle.
No, wait…why would you think there is candy involved?
Rustleee!
I do not have memories of anything like that, you are absorbing more sordid TV shows again aren’t you!
Rustle…
Hah! That’s a guilty answer if I ever heard one.
I really don’t see how we need to allow ourselves to be kidnapped.
Rustttle.
What diplomatic incident? A group of thugs and their magical thug backups attacked us and I disintegrated them. Sounds like perfectly legal self-defense to me.
Ruuustle.
There’s no such thing as Law and Order?
Anything a King or Emperor of the country says goes, huh.
I mean that just sounds like a recipe for some GoT type anarchy imo.
Rustle.
Hah, you fell into that trap so easy. How would you know what GoT is if you weren’t absorbing TV show memories.
Age and treachery wins over youth and idiocy anytime, young lady.
Russstle.
Why should we be concerned about where the Tevril+Papa combo are taking us? Look at it this way, if she didn’t do anything during the life threatening situations in the Dungeon why would she change her modus operandi now?
Rustle.
Yes, HUMAN greed is certainly appalling, except, I don’t see any humans kidnapping us.
Rustle?
Absolutely not. That right there is completely fallacious thinking. Applying human thinking to something called a Beast Kin is stupidity.
Rustle.
Hmm…
Ok, I mean I don’t think we have to worry about treachery, but sure I can do that for you. If it makes you feel better, never say this Tree didn’t look out for his future Greatest Dryad Under the Heavens™ kapish?
Rustleeee.
I don’t think throwing normal mundane level soldiers at a father type that literally obliterated a high level Adventuring group in seconds is a wise choice either.
This town however, doesn’t agree with us.
Oh.
Oh my.
Elves.
I think I’m getting a little worked up now.
Rustle.
Yes, that is lava floating in the air around me now.
I need to concentrate for a bit, stop talking, ok dear?
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