tenth wildling ➳ ( text )

[freewoman]

[She isn't the best at reading, taking in how slow it is to sound out each word. It makes her frustrating, but if Jon Snow and them Southern lords and ladies can do it, then damn them, she's going to learn her letters.

But reading is mostly boring. It would be easier if she was reading it on here.]

I am interested in findingg another gun

I can trade

I have weapons from my home I have meet to cook some metals and have been out o the city if your interested

[It took way too long to do that. She hopes at least one of her "teachers" appreciates that.

Plus she actually does need the gun.]

Comments

[freewoman]

None o' your business. I can protect meself, you know.

[weapabilities]

S'why I was so surprised... but well. I won't press.

[freewoman]

It's not for me.

[weapabilities]

I'd be lying if I said I wasn't kind of relieved.

[freewoman]

I have a gun.

[weapabilities]

W-what? Aww come on... conventional combat users are really a dying breed.

[freewoman]

There's a reason for that.

[weapabilities]

Killing someone should be a more personal experience.

[freewoman]

Killin' so you don't die is the point.

[weapabilities]

I uh, well yes. That's usually the point. But you should still have to think about it more than-


...I mean I used to use guns. Gave that up though. Guess it's easier for me, since I'm harder to kill.

[freewoman]

Everything can be killed, metal giant. Somethings just don't stay dead.

[weapabilities]

I'm all too aware.

And please. Just call me Drift.

[freewoman]

I've called you metal giant for months now. [It means she likes you enough. She still called Jon Crow.]

[weapabilities]

I- well okay, you've got me there. I suppose, if that's what you prefer...

Squishy human.

[freewoman]

[She just laughs.]

You wish you knew how squishy I am.

[weapabilities]

Oh I don't know. You seem pretty damn squishy.

[freewoman]

Drift, you have no idea how squishy I get. [Sex joke, metal giant. It's a sex joke.]

[weapabilities]

Haha... what?

[ Went right over his pointy ears. ]

[freewoman]

Suppose lady metal giants ain't so wet an' warm?

[weapabilities]

We don't have lady cybertronians.

[freewoman]

So you do it with each other? Do you even have a cock? [She's legitimately never looked. It's all metal parts to her.]

[weapabilities]

Ahhh well yes we do... and u- what's a cock?

[freewoman]

[She laughs.] Well, if y'like it.

You know, the bits between yer legs.

[weapabilities]

I do, in fact.

Oh... you mean like a spike And valve?

[freewoman]

If that's what y'call it. You are a man, aye?