Thread: Seven minds. One body. (Rskde x SketchyEquine)

Youve got 14 inches on me. 13 inches on one of my tall days. Im 411. But if anyone asks, tell them Im 50. The truth is too painful. She teased. Sarah let out a small laugh and nodded. Yes. Im all natural fire. Soulless and all. You better stay away. She teased, giving him a little wink. Bree was flirting with him. Poorly, sure, but she was. He had just called her gorgeous, or at least her hair. But she was going to go ahead and hope he was referring to the entire thing. I was the only redhead in the family, but you can blame my Irish roots. The accent didnt seem to translate though. Im stuck sounding like a southern Bell my whole life. She watched nervously as he scanned the drawing, her fingers fidgeting in her lap. She looked back up at his face when he questioned her mind once more. However, she didnt mind his questions. They were obviously not meant to cause her any turmoil. He was just genuinely curious about her. So far Sarah has always stayed six- the same age as she was when I created her. I was also six and Sarah was my first friend. She was my first personality, so I keep her the most protected. She admitted with a little shrug. I dont want her to see any evil in the world, but she certainly doesnt seem too afraid of you, which is good. Shes afraid of most people. Bree explained, her hands rubbing her thighs softly. I think she would really like it if you put it in your room. Bree looked down at Ryans hands and her expression went soft. He was being cautious. Also Bree did not yet know what landed Ryan here, she had a hard time believing he was a bad person. He had known her all of 24 hours and he was already being careful not to set her off. It was a simple gesture, but it meant more than she could ever explain. Their tones vary some, yes, although Christine and Richard are the most unique. Christine is the only one whos bilingual and her accent is very thick. Richard talks as deeply as can be managed with my tiny vocal cords and his voice is very scratchy. Whenever hes been driving for awhile my throat always feels sore. Hes rough on it, but thats no surprise. She looked up at him, her light eyes watching him very closely. I am weird. Theres seven people living in this noggin. She tapped her knuckles gently against the side of her own head. But Im also crazy, just like everyone here, which makes it seem a little more normal. She smiled. The guard is just an asshole. I can promise, however, that Ill never smack you with a baton. And I hope that in return you can promise never to shove one up my ass. She winked before bravely reaching out and touching his hand. Unlike before, her gaze remained constant and Bree stayed in control as she wrapped her small hand around his ring and pinky finger. She gave it a light squeeze before releasing. What happened with Christine yesterday doesnt mean you have to walk around on eggshells. Im not some sacred thing that you can never touch or bump into. Plus the better you know me the less of a surprise it will be if Christine or one of the others comes out. You dont need to be afraid of hurting me. She reassured him as she kept ahold of his fingers. She wanted him to understand her better because one simply couldnt have Bree without having all of the others and their quirks as well. It was a package deal. However on the subject of Christine Bree spoke, biting her lip again. Will you please tell me what happened? Asking her is like asking a brick wall. I want to know if I crossed a line, Ryan, so I would appreciate the honesty.