C6 Negotiation


"What sort of animal are you intending to imitate?" A low baritone filtered through and fingers drummed in mock patience. "You are hardly anything I can eat or skin. Come out and I promise you your freedom."

As if to illustrate his consideration, he offered his palm.

"Ah," an index finger pointed, and in an infuriating drawl imbibed with sadistic glee, the voice continued, "Perhaps we can negotiate your return to your village or an alternative arrangement in exchange for your knowledge of an item that I seek."

The fingers resumed tapping, deliberately splashing mud. Yuya almost choked from outrage.


Hello all :) thanks for reading so far. There has definitely not been much progress, and in a 100 words not very much can happen. I'm trying my best to get the chapters out as soon as possible so that the flow can begin! I love drabbles and I know as a reader its definitely something that needs getting used to, so bear with me!

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