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Saoirse had not yet realized the quick healing powers of the folk. Where she was from she knew that the bite that her new companion had just received, could very well turn out fatal. Not that she could remember anything specific, it was just a gut feeling.
This person could die if they didn't do something fast.

So when a tall cloaked figure stepped up and offered to help, the little green folk was initially thankful for the offer, where she'd usually go straight to suspicion. She'd managed to drag and push the injured Nicky out of the forest and away from the danger despite the other being infuriatingly calm considering the whole situation, which was not something Saoirse ever thought they'd find annoying. They had taken a short break at the outskirts of what looked like an abandoned amusement park, guided by the blue folk at the promise of a colony (???) in a tree (?????), but as far as she could tell, they weren't there quite yet.
Before they could accept the help however, the dark folk pulled out a folded piece of paper, "while I have you here," and started asking questions that had NOTHING to do with tackling the current situation. It took a quarter of a millisecond for Saoirse's blood to boil and tell the taller one, in all the most colourful words that she knew, that there was no fucking time for whatever it was they were looking for and that if they were just gonna stand there talking then she and her companion did not need their goddamn help after all.
The small green folk choosing to be blind to any of the urgency and clear importance this folk felt for the search that they were doing.

12/43 Acorn [Tracker]

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NO TEAM

Saoirse had not yet realized the quick healing powers of the folk. Where she was from she knew that the bite that her new companion had just received, could very well turn out fatal. Not that she could remember anything specific, it was just a gut feeling.
This person could die if they didn't do something fast.

So when a tall cloaked figure stepped up and offered to help, the little green folk was initially thankful for the offer, where she'd usually go straight to suspicion. She'd managed to drag and push the injured Nicky out of the forest and away from the danger despite the other being infuriatingly calm considering the whole situation, which was not something Saoirse ever thought they'd find annoying. They had taken a short break at the outskirts of what looked like an abandoned amusement park, guided by the blue folk at the promise of a colony (???) in a tree (?????), but as far as she could tell, they weren't there quite yet.
Before they could accept the help however, the dark folk pulled out a folded piece of paper, "while I have you here," and started asking questions that had NOTHING to do with tackling the current situation. It took a quarter of a millisecond for Saoirse's blood to boil and tell the taller one, in all the most colourful words that she knew, that there was no fucking time for whatever it was they were looking for and that if they were just gonna stand there talking then she and her companion did not need their goddamn help after all.
The small green folk choosing to be blind to any of the urgency and clear importance this folk felt for the search that they were doing.

12/43 Acorn [Tracker]