foreignfuckingllama
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River turned around and was met with hazel eyes and lilac hair, being pushed behind a pale ear by a bloody, trembling hand.
The words falling out of the girls mouth weren't English. Some Nordic language. Maybe Danish.
"I- I can't...I can't understand you", he choked out in a hushed voice and the girl took a second before opening her mouth again.
"Your wrist...", she said loudly and watched Rivers eyebrows furrow in confusion.
"Your fucking wrist", she repeated a lot louder and without hesitation she stepped forward, grabbing his arm and twisting it harshly so she could see the underside of his forearm. Rivers eyes widened when he saw the green chip which was blinking under his first few layers of skin.