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[patches_x_x]

This time he isn't playing with a ball. He's laying back on his bed, debating whether or not to cause much bodily harm to that Sullustan that called him Patches.

It'd probably squeal. He laughs, thinking about the high pitched noise the creature would make if Zekka did something to those precious ears.

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[majorinyri]

She's standing right outside the room, leaning against the doorframe. Just looking.

[patches_x_x]

Maybe he could find rocks sharp enough to stick in one of its ears. Scream in the other one. Make it hide behind a boulder or something.

He stretches on the small mattress, fingers curling around the headboard as his bones pop into place.

He has a slight feeling of being watched, but couldn't care less. No one here could do him any harm.

[majorinyri]

She slips into the room, pulling her hair back. "Hey."

She's shaking a bit again, but this time it's not for her sister.

[patches_x_x]

He doesn't let go of the headboard, he just turns his head so he's looking at her.

The shivers are slight, but he can still see them, and he smiles coldly at her.

"Figure out what you want yet?"