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kindnapdsweetie (kindnapdsweetie) wrote in pandorarpg,

Siobhan barely caught herself with her hands before her body hit the ground after he'd hit her. She didn't make any noise. She wouldn't give him that. It hurt, but she tried her hardest not to react to it. She sat there for a bit, watching him with a look on her face that should have told him she wanted to kill him. Slowly and carefully she went back over to the fire. The side of her face clearly showing in the light of the flames to be turning a dark shade of purple very quickly.

She still didn't really want to eat, but she had a feeling he wasn't bluffing about stuffing it down her throat, and that would not be pleasant. He could even accidentally kill her that way if she forced him to do it. She reached over and picked up the pot, which had cooled significantly since her rant, picking up the meat inside with her fingers and tearing off a small piece. "I thought you wanted me to stay after." She said quietly. Her muscles had become tense again, wirey, almost as much as they had been before she'd thought he wouldn't hurt her, but she wasn't going to be scared and silent. "I say what I think. I can't really help it. I wasn't born with that filter. If you still want that, you should get used to it." Still in that quiet voice, but still defiant, even after what had just happened.