Thread: I'm Coming Home ||| randomname98766789 x Iikaitlynii

For a very brief second Amelia had wondered if that was the plan, force her to talk in English so they would know she could understand and communicate but that didn't last very long as he started asking her the same question again. It suddenly occured to her that maybe they wanted to know so they could attack her people. While she didn't have any fear for the warriors, she did fear for the people in her village. Particularly the elderly and children. Amelia couldn't help but feel more than a little outraged when he cut away the rest of her clothing and implied she wasn't much use except for sex. Whether he had done so as a way to get her to slip up again and speak more, the anger was causing her to not think too clearly when you coupled that with suddenly feeling even more uneasy. The thought of one of them was bad enough, let alone a whole group of them doing whatever they wanted to her. The only thing that made the thought even worse was the fact she didn't have much experience in that area because of focusing too much on learning to fight. So his comment about being useful in that way still ended up being incorrect. I am Amelia of Triku. I will not help you against my people, she stated with a venom and also a conviction that she didn't actually feel. She feared her will wasn't quite as strong as other warriors and that she'd cave in the end, but she tried not to think about that. For a moment she had considered lunging forward into the knife to wound herself but sadly she couldn't even move that much. Her words weren't to show any cooperation nor did she think he'd understand the meaning behind where she was from but said them merely as a way to show defiance. Go ahead, do your worst. I suspect your people won't last long in my world, she spoke and was still trying to hide her fear behind some tauning, even if it probably wasn't working that well and was obvious that she was scared. But her words were true nonetheless. Triku was no joke, and Ice Nation was even worse. That wasn't even counting the myth of the mountain men, which she had never seen one and wasn't quite sure she believed, but there was still the reapers which many claimed were real. Not to mention the fog that could kill from even a small amount of direct contact. So no she really didn't believe they would last long. And if she was right about that thought then maybe she could get out of this situation alive and fairly unharmed. -- Clarke knew how bad the wound looked even before they tried to get back up to go to camp. But she also knew it wouldn't get any better the longer they waited which was why they needed to get back to tend to the wound. Supplies may have been scarce but she was sure there had to be something that would help. The only thing she was worried about was if they would get back there, and if they would get back in time. It wasn't a thought she wanted to worry about but was scared of nonetheless. Managing to get him up, the walk was slow to the point of being mentally excruciating despite the fact she knew he was badly injured. That fact only made her more scared and want to get back to the drop ship, but couldn't exactly go much faster than their current pace. She tried to be reassuring to him during his moments of being fully conscious and she hoped her fear didn't show through. When he stumbled after about ten minutes of walking at a slow place it made her fear worse that he was going to die, which she didn't know what she'd do if that would happen. After a couple moments of him laying there Clarke found herself more than a little desperate along with scared. In an act of desperation she managed to pull him to his feet again, despite the fact that he was hardly conscious at the moment and did her best to support his weight with her own. Vaguely she couldn't help but think it would've been better to have the spear hit her. Had it been her then he could carry her back to camp, whereas she wasn't quite as strong as Ryan to pick him up. She wanted to yell and hopefully have someone from camp hear, but she was afraid that the people who attacked them would only hear and come to finish the job.