"Nah. Killing isn't in my preview. How did you find us?" Orlando asked again. He looked over at Wilson. "Hey, hey its alright. No one is going to get dissected. You'll be okay." Two lies and a truth. Orlando was a good liar.
"Geuhh..." *The Burnt starts calming again. just so long as nothing else serves to stress it out, Wilson should be back to 'normal' soon*
"That's right buddy." He found a place not covered in tar on the Burnt's arm and touched it lightly. "There we go. Deep breaths."
"Well then, this is the part where you let me go? Since I'm no use to you."
*Being full Burnt, there is no tarless place on the Burnt's arm to touch*
*But that changes as the tar starts sinking away, the Burnt turning back into frail, unable to break a bike Wilson*
"UuUuuugHhh... what happened? there was a loud noise, then..."
*But that changes as the tar starts sinking away, the Burnt turning back into frail, unable to break a bike Wilson*
"UuUuuugHhh... what happened? there was a loud noise, then..."
"We have use for you. It just depends on how much we trust you." He looked over at Wilson. "You feeling better?"
"b-better? whats going on? why's this person taking about dissection, and cuffed on the ground?" *looks around, trying to make sense of things* "Um... was he speeding?"
"Because your friend here is an agent, he kills or dissects people like us. In fact anyone that isn't a pure blood human deserves to die according to his kind, so who's the real monster here?"
"He tried to kill us, remember Wilson?" Orlando told him. "Where did you get all these ideas?" He snorted. "We do not kill those who are different. I know not where you for that idea."
"Geuh!" *Wilson is not liking this talk of killing and dieing*
"Umm. I." *gulp* "I have not seen anything from my f. friend here to suggest that he would ever want to hurt anyone... just... tracking, and sleeping pills... and. I'm. not quite so sure what happened while I was burnt... but my Burnt isn't saying anything like 'friend tried hurt'." *quieter* "but burnt has trouble understanding some things some times..."
"Umm. I." *gulp* "I have not seen anything from my f. friend here to suggest that he would ever want to hurt anyone... just... tracking, and sleeping pills... and. I'm. not quite so sure what happened while I was burnt... but my Burnt isn't saying anything like 'friend tried hurt'." *quieter* "but burnt has trouble understanding some things some times..."
"I'm not an idiot, people sometimes just drop off the face of the eart. I've seen what it does to families when an agent come calling, if your people aren't so bad agent then why aren't we common knowledge?"
"Because your kind cannot be understood or trusted by humans. There's a reason why you are kept hidden from respectable society, it's for your safety. Have you never heard of Dracula? Frankenstein? Humans fear what they do not understand, and would start up hunts for you if they knew you even existed. Is that what you want?" Orlando frowned.
"They have us because of the lies you people spread, you want us all extinct. They would have left us damn enough alone if you hadn't told them were all monsters that take children and prey apoun women. Enough of us fought and died in your wars, they didn't have to but they did. Not my kind though, we remember before you were made we remember when you were banging rocks together. One day my kind will come for you, then you'll all be sorry."
He shook his head. "You cannot hold us accountable for the actions of our forefathers. You were once monsters that preyed upon us, but as long as the government keeps you secret, you will be no more than a fantastical myth."
"Liers and backstabbers the lot of you, we remember the angelic demonic alliance when our two peoples were not so different but oh that is a confident truth for you isn't it? To say one stayed pure and the other turned dark."
"I'm... I think I'll wait in the car till you're done talking about this..."
*Wilson has had enough of going Burnt the moment he is able to do so again for a while* *better in his mind, to completely avoid a tricky topic than to stay*
*Wilson has had enough of going Burnt the moment he is able to do so again for a while* *better in his mind, to completely avoid a tricky topic than to stay*
Orlando kicked him in the side. "Do I need to gag you?!" He snapped.
"GEUuH!" *Wilson hides away before he needs to see any more of this*
Moderators: Narrator (played anonymously) Orlando Apeh (played anonymously)