Trip Trap

Axelle Napier · 04-12-2012, 04:03 PM

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She was lost in her maniacal thoughts for a few more seconds before coming back to earth. Hearing Terra agree to teach her, she almost immediately lightened up. A big smile slid across her face, ”Really??” Instant happiness. She would be able to learn a new skill, while also getting revenge on the male race. ”Niceee, okay.” The smile still remained, and she was a bubbly, happy pup now.

She glanced down at the trapped male below. ”What’s your name?” She called down to him, and she half expected him to give it to her. He was the same way he had been since she first saw him: frustrated, trapped, fucked. She pitied him slightly, but he was still too stupid to see the obvious escape route another, with half of a brain, would have spotted in a few minutes. The pity faded away, and she returned her gaze to Terra. ”Do you think I’ll be able to trap wolves?” It was her obvious interest, and it really was the only reason she wanted to learn how to trap. Excitement bubbled inside her as she thought of her plan actually working the way she wanted it to. Things rarely went exactly the way she planned them to, but if it were to closely touch base, she would be happy with that.

Interesting dream-like thoughts flooded her mind. They were actually more like plans, and she carefully turned them over and over in her mind without showing much emotion on her face. If only she could get Kemo into one of these traps, then she would be happy with life. OR maybe Itzal, just to fuck with him. To show him that she was good at something, too, as he was with his throwing knives. Of course, she wouldn’t hurt him so much because she actually had interest in him. His personality disorder excited her; it was like instant danger at her finger tips, whenever she decided to piss him off, and she knew how to do that too.

Word Count → 338

Points → 3

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