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Lydia immediately tensed. A figure started walking in, and she struggled even more. "NO!" she shouted, and he took a step back. "No, you're going to let me go now! You can't do anything to me. I.. I... Stay away, creeps! You're old and ugly and no one likes you!"

The lights were brighter, or maybe it was tears blurring her vision. She hated everything. "What do you want from me?

(ya she's emotional)

-Lady Sassyfur Oncith smiled.

"I am old," he said, "590, to be exact, but I wouldn't say I'm ugly." he stepped out into the light. "Now, there's some explaining I need to do to you." His features were angular and unnaturally smooth. He looked hideous in her opinion. An eerie, pretty kind of ugly." We could argue all day. Your baby face doesn't look flattering on that fancily dressed brromstick. She made a face, and his face deepened with a frown.

"Fine! Whatever. Bore ​​​​​​​me to death, will you? It's time for your monologue, pipe up." Maybe if she made herself annoying enough, he'd let her go. She prayed in her head for a hero to bust in and save her from this old, gross monster of a man.or alien, he did look quite alien.

-Lady Sassyfur "Well? Where's your sob story? Oh wait, lemme guess. You're heartless and a psychopath. You don't have one." Her taunting was rusty, he didn't seem to react at all.​​​​​​​-Lady Sassyfur  "I have no sob story of my own," Oncith said, annoyed with this little girl. "But half of the elvin population, including key leaders in the recovery of elvin soicety after the neverseen, were killed. So we have a population crisis on our hands. So, we took some humans-- including yourself-- and turned them into elves." "You just forgot to mention that whe you kidnapped me!? ​​​​​​​What have you done to me? Did you inject me with nuclear waste, are you a bunch of mutants?" Her loud voice echoed off the walls. Lydia stared at her arm as if it were covered in barf.

-Lady Sassyfur "No. We have gifted you with many things, but one is not nuclear waste," Oncith said. "Well that makes me feel a whole lot better," she muttered. She glanced up, and after seeing the annoyed expression on his face, Lydia realized that he could do anything to her an dshe wouldn't be able to stop him. An​​​​​​​noying him would just make him more annoyed. It wouldn't help her case at all.

She took a deep breath and looked him straight in his piercing blue eyes--the only part of him that felt real. "Listen. I'm scared. And hungry. I'm sorry if I'm being a nuisance. I just need to know what you did to me."

-Lady Sassyfur "We have turned you into oe of us, wich means you have abilities, skills, and a very long life span." Fear sparked in her eyes. "Any more detail on those? What abilities? I'm already great at gymnastics. Did you subconsciously teach me guitar?"

She knew she was just going to make him madder, but she had to cope with this somehow. Maybe this was just one of her vivid fever dreams. She pinched her arm. Nope. She was out of luck.

-Lady Sassyfur