1:7 ♤ save me

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"I've never been more disappointed in you in my entire life." Hanuel threw a wet drag at Chamber, hitting him right in the face. He yelped and took it carefully in his hand.

The fight conseeded in seconds. Chamber went to swipe at Deathstroke and was hit on the side of his head so hard he didn't even remember his name after the fight.

"You had one job." Hanuel crossed her arms and looked out the window. She looked across the way and stared at Deathstroke play fighting with two younger kids.

Chamber rubbed his nose. "Yeah well I failed. My apologies."

Hanuel shook her head. "Its alright. Atleast you're alive."

"My ego isn't. I shall never show my face again."

"Your ego won't matter if we all die."

Hanuel sighed. They have one mission. If they fail, they die. If they die everyone is going to die. They can't fail. They just can't.

"We have to go with our more... hostile plan." Chamber winced. He really didn't want to get on Deathstrokes bad side.

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"Any ships come in from Westeros?" Melissa asked as she reunited with the group.

Lenora shook her head. "Not that I'm aware of." The Baratheon gripped onto Debby and pulled her away before she was ran over by a woman.

The woman looked back to apologize bit tripped. The three girls (plus Randy) watched as she stumbled up and ran away. Weird. Lenora wanted to follow her to see what the rush was. Maybe she just had to shit, so she ignored the encounter.

"Thats alright. It's only been a couple of days." Lenora tried to sound helpful as they walked around the market.

Randy butted into the conversation. "The first ships could also be from Dorne or the North. Maybe they won't even know the outcome."

Melissa smacked Randy. He didn't need to make Lenora worry more about the stake of her Kingdoms future.

"Maybe I should just go back..." Lenora leant in to whisper. "Something feels wrong. I need to go home."

Debby, who wasn't paying attention to the conversation starts to tug at Lenoras hand. "Uhmm?"

Melissa talks over her. "Don't be foolish. It's not safe for you to charge straight into the unknown."

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