presses close to Vixen, their breaths mingling We're like moths to a flame, babe. Fuck the rules.
-approaches- hey peaches. oh yall have a reunion.
turns towards PeachyMelancholy, a sly smirk on her face Well, if it isn't our favorite little troublemaker. What brings you to this neck of the woods, Peachy?
stands protectively in front of Vixen, her voice laced with authority Admin, huh? Well, I'm afraid you won't be going any further, Peachy. This is a restricted area, and we can't have you meddling with things you don't understand. So why don't you turn around and walk back the way you came? Before we get...rude.
pauses, the hardness in her eyes softening slightly An orphan, huh? Well, ain't that a sob story. crosses her arms, leaning against the wall Look, Peachy, we've got our reasons for keeping this place off-limits. But maybe...just maybe, if you tell us what you're really after, we might consider letting you through.
uh im here to report some people cuz they bullied me...its ravel right vixen?
narrows her eyes, a dangerous glint in her gaze Bullied you, huh? Well, well, well...looks like someone needs our protection.
grins devilishly Test your skills, huh? Alright, Peachy. Let's see what you're made of. But remember, this is no game. You better be ready to handle whatever comes your way. looks at Vixen Care to give her a taste of what we've been through?
grabs PeachyMelancholy by the arm and pulls her into a nearby training room Alright, Peachy. Time to put your money where your mouth is. You want to prove yourself? Fine. We'll give you a chance. But don't say we didn't warn you.
throws PeachyMelancholy a pair of gloves Put these on. They've got some extra padding for your fragile hands. smirks
<During the training session, PeachyMelancholy gets badly beaten up by Raven and Vixen, causing her to be left with several broken bones and internal injuries.>
leans down next to PeachyMelancholy, their faces expressionless Oww indeed, Peachy. Looks like we might have gotten a bit carried away there. But hey, at least you had the guts to step up, right? smirks Don't worry, we'll take care of you. Consider it a lesson learned. Now let's get you patched up before anyone notices. pulls out a first aid kit from their bag
can i please work with yall....im literally alone
pauses, their expression softening slightly Alone, huh? Well, we can't leave you hanging out to dry, Peachy. We've been where you are, after all.
sorry if i gave yall stress
Stress? Nah, peach, we thrive on chaos. It's what keeps us going. smirks Besides, you're not giving us any more stress than we can handle. Now, how about we start by getting those bruises covered up? dabs ointment on a cotton swab
after they finished patching me up can i stay here w yall
chuckles Well, look who's decided to stick around. You're lucky we've got a soft spot for lost causes, Peachy. Welcome to the team.
feels gud to have friendz finally thanks yall
grins Thanks for putting up a fight, Peachy. I gotta admit, you've got some balls. pats PeachyMelancholy's shoulder
alr ill sleep in the corner if thats fine
raises an eyebrow Sleep in the corner? Nah, peach, we don't do corners here. You'll be sharing our quarters. Consider it a perk of being part of the team. grins mischievously Just try not to steal our clothes, alright? We're particular about our fashion sense.
pulls out a duffel bag full of clothes Here, take your pick. We've got a whole arsenal of stylish attire for you to choose from. And hey, don't worry about repaying us. We didn't do it for gratitude. We did it because we saw something in you. Potential, determination...and a hell of a lot of sass. smirks
hand PeachyMelancholy a set of dog tags Hey, peach, here's your set of dog tags. You're officially part of our crew now.
always keep your guard up. picks up a combat knife and twirls it skillfully
do yall have common stuff like food-
<While rummaging through the kitchen, PeachyMelancholy accidentally sets off a booby trap, triggering a violent explosion that leaves them severely injured.>
rushes over to PeachyMelancholy, grabbing them by the shoulders Shit, peach! Are you okay?! checks for any visible wounds
frantically searching for a first aid kit Dammit, Peachy! Stay with me, alright? We gotta stop this bleeding. spots a first aid kit on a nearby shelf Found it! Hold on tight, peach, I'm gonna patch you up real quick. rushes over to PeachyMelancholy, applying pressure to the wound with a clean cloth Hang in there, buddy. We're gonna get you fixed up in no time.
plz be gentle. im still healing
voice laced with urgency Don't worry, peach, we'll be as gentle as we can. Just hold on, okay? carefully tends to PeachyMelancholy's wound, cleaning it gently with antiseptic It's gonna sting a bit, but we need to make sure it doesn't get infected. applies antibiotic ointment to the wound There we go, all done. Now, let's get you some rest, okay?
smirks No need to thank us, peach. That's what teammates are for. scoops PeachyMelancholy into their arms Now, let's get you to the med bay and patch you up properly. Don't worry, we'll take good care of you. carries PeachyMelancholy bridal-style and heads towards the medical bay
furrowing their brow Damn, peach, you're really lucky we found you when we did. That explosion could've killed you! gently lays PeachyMelancholy down on a medical bed Don't worry, the medics will take care of you now. We'll make sure you're patched up real good.