Contented Calamity
The one who is reasonably insane.
Ava blinked as a deeper voice said her name, though she felt much calmer as her weapon was placed in her hand. She gripped it tightly as Lukas shared a few words, making her relax. If anything, she'd rather be around this man for her entire stay here, though that was only because he returned her knife to her. As soon as he walked away, though, she was tense and frustrated again, letting out a growl as Aham and Sara spoke with each other, almost as if she wasn't there, "Hello! I'm not a two-year-old!" She said in a bratty tone, putting her knife in its place as the snake hissed in her ear. She moved closer to Sara, using her free hand to hold one of hers. Ava was interested in this woman and she wanted to know more of why that incident happened earlier.
Misa, upon seeing Hampton, grinned and started moving closer to the being. She knew he wasn't the friendliest person and that he generally hated others being around him, but she ended up right beside him anyway. She purposely got too close to Hampton than he would accept, slinging an arm over his shoulders, "Am I annoying yet?" She asked in a low tone, forming Tinker, the black and white mouse, in her hand. She let it scurry around until it sat atop the man's head, chattering endlessly as it had nowhere to go from there. She looked around at the rest of the group, stepping away from the chef as to not freak him out too much. Misa shoved her hands in the jacket's pockets as her stomach growled again, glancing to the open door of her trailer, contemplating whether or not to go get her uneaten lunch from earlier that day.
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Misa, upon seeing Hampton, grinned and started moving closer to the being. She knew he wasn't the friendliest person and that he generally hated others being around him, but she ended up right beside him anyway. She purposely got too close to Hampton than he would accept, slinging an arm over his shoulders, "Am I annoying yet?" She asked in a low tone, forming Tinker, the black and white mouse, in her hand. She let it scurry around until it sat atop the man's head, chattering endlessly as it had nowhere to go from there. She looked around at the rest of the group, stepping away from the chef as to not freak him out too much. Misa shoved her hands in the jacket's pockets as her stomach growled again, glancing to the open door of her trailer, contemplating whether or not to go get her uneaten lunch from earlier that day.
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