the beginning of something?

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Perfuma went over to Scorpia. Scorpia was confused and tried to keep her distance. She didn't want to talk to anyone in the rebellion. Those rebellion idiots going against the good people. They aren't hurting anyone the rebellion are the wrong ones.

Or so she thought.

"Hello?'' Perfuma's voice called out she didn't want to make the horde member feel uncomfortable. Scorpia didn't reply. Why would she talk to anyone here. Perfuma had a lump in her throat. Did she say something wrong?

"Can I ask your name?" Perfuma was trying as much as possible. She was the only one willing to talk to Scorpia. Scorpia didn't want to speak but didn't want the voice to leave. It was somewhat.. calming.

"Its Scorpia." Scorpia was wondering why she said that. She hadn't spoke to anyone who tried to engage contact with her. But this girl just seemed to stick out. Why did she stick out to the girl?

"That's a nice name" Perfuma sat infront of the cell smiling brightly. Why was she smiling. Scorpia was a prisoner. Why was she smiling like they were friends. She didn't understand.

"I'm perfuma, I'm sorry you have to be here, it's not that great is it" Perfuma seemed very cheerful in this war. Why was she so cheerful Scorpia couldn't understand.

"No it isn't is it." Scorpia kept speaking she didn't know why but she did.

Perfuma and Scorpia sat and talked for a while, a few hours untill dark untill Perfuma ran out due to there being a meeting with the princesses. Scorpia was sad to see her go. Out of everyone she treated Scorpia like she was a real person, not a prisoner. Scorpia was confused but happy. Maybe they could be friends.

Maybe?

Authors note.

This my first time writing a story. Correct me if there any spelling mistakes. I cannot spell the best. That's all!

-Justin

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