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Realistic or Modern Severed Sisters

Bell shook she head of Oliver then said "Yiu haven't cooked since I got sick, do you want to go make dinner? I thought you liked cooking. "

James nodded at her and left locking the door behind him. Then he when to the Kichen to look for food for them.

Daved was napping in his cell, oblivious to everything.
 
“I do but.. but it’s okay.” He smiled at her. He was rather worried for her and that’s why he hadn’t cooked any thing nor left her side. He remained sitting there and watched her afraid something would happen if he looked away.

Samantha stood up and looked to hue. “What did that really mean?” She asked him in Dutch and was given a laugh. “Idiot. It means idiot.” Hue replied in Dutch.
Samantha couldn’t help a chuckle and shook her head. “Glad to see your still a young boy.“
She looked over to her brother.
 
"My sweet Oli" bell said under her breath. "If I come with you will you cook dinner?" She said to him. She needed to get up and stretch her legs and he deserved something.

Daved was still sleeping in his cell.

James was almost the the Kichen.
 
“Yeah..” he said quietly and stood up. “Do you need to walk around a bit?” He asked her and pulled her up out of the bed.

Samantha sighed and made her way towards her brothers cell. She smiled looking at his sleeping peaceful features.
 
"Yes" she said then once he set her down she ujusted his arm for him to escort her to the kitchen. She had forgotten her hair was down around her and it moved into her face as she walked. Most of the soldiers just started as she walked with Oliver.

Daved was starting to wake up, without opening his eyes he said "Creepy much sis, just staring at me".

James was in the kitchen looking for something to give for Dinner, he looked up then AnnaBell and her pet enterd.
 
Samantha laughed at his words. “No I’m thinking, I’m remembering some good memories.” She said softly and sighed as she sat down next to him. “How are you? Are you feeling better?” She asked.

Oliver walked her down to the kitchen. He had practically memorized that by now. He held her close and looked inward as stared. He ignored it and pushed the doors open to the kitchen. He was surprised to see that one guard there.
 
"Still some pain and I'm sleeping a lot bit other than that I'm ok. How are you? Is he treating you OK? You wearing a dress and it isnt the one he was carrying yesterday. " Daved responded the observed.

Bell said "James" and noded in acknowledgement of her second then he'd Oliver lead her to her spot on the counter where she sat and let him work while she watched. James had alredy pulled out trays and set about puting bread and water in them.
 
Samantha nodded her head amazed at all the little things her brother noticed. “It isn’t the same.. you’re right. He has given me quite a few actually.” She gave him a smile. “Yes he has been treating me well.”

Oliver loooed to the soldier as he piled on some food to trays. “What’s this?” He asked the guard curious. It smelt all right butnot the best.
 
Daved smild and said "that's good, I'm happy for you. Maybe he will let you go home soon. And he patted her knee" then he moved to sit up against the wall.

"Bread, and I was looking for meat." James sighed but then realised Oliver didn't understand so he whent and grabed a life of bread and handed it to Oliver. Bell just watched the interaction then said "Oliver, James is Mute"
 
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“I see... and here I thought he just really didn’t like me.” Oliver said a bit sarcastic oh and sat the bread down on the plate. “What would you like Bell?0 he asked her not sure what he wanted to cook.

Samantha gave him a rough smile but nodded.”maybe.. maybe you as well.” She squeezes his hand.
 
"Oliver you know I enjoy eating whatever you cook, just whatever you make you best make enough to feed James and my prisoners. And not soup, I like your soup bit I want to try the other things you make" bell said. Then added "And for the record neather James, not any other soldier or gard, is aloud to have a opinion on you."

"I doubt it" Daved said "you have a lot of freedoms right now, I'm still in a cell in dirty clothes and blidfrolwz whenever I leave the cell. Give max a hig for me please and if you can tell them all I love them"
 
Samantha frowned at how her brother seemed to loose all of his hope.”I won’t be there to give charley a hug for you, cause you will be there doing it yourself.” She said rather gruff. “Besides I’ve been here longer.. I was like that not too long ago David..”

Oliver nodded and started cooking a rather quick meal. He had to hide a chuckle. “What do you mean no opinion.. that’s not something you can really control on a person.”
 
“I’m not leaving with out you David.” She said stubbornly.

Oliver frowned as he tried to understand what she was saying. “Well like not really?... sure one can influence it but intirerly change it??”
 
Daved said "What if I want you to?" He knew he was being stubborn but he didn't care. She was his sister and she came first "Plus you might not get a choice" he added.

James started waving his hands frantically trying to get Oliver to stop, he had scene how this wold play out, Bell wold stab herself to establish her las of pain or emotion.
 
Samantha laughed at his response and just rolled her eyes. “Mhhm. Sure.” She scoffed and looked around the cell and towards Hue.
she was just as stubborn as he was.

Oliver stopped as James waved his hands at him. He pulled himself out of his thoughts. “What?” He exclaimed slightly looking to the man.
 
Daved decided to change the subject "Do you know what the deal with the kid is? I know why we are here but why is he?"

James pointed to Annabelle then mimed stabbing himself. Annabell let the scene play out. She knew exactly what he was saying but was curious about Oliver's reaction, she knew he wold ask if he didn't understand.
 
Samantha looked over to Hue.
“I’m not sure.. I can ask but from what know is he knows sign language and is helping me to teach James how to communicate better. “ Samantha smiles at her brother and looked towards his. “He is a very bright boy actually.”

Oliver didn’t ask for more violent descriptions from James but he understood enough. Enough to stop his conversation with her about that and make no more mention of it. He went back to cooking.
 
Daved nodded and said "That's what worries me, we are older he isnt he is just a boy. And look at him, he clearly keeps getting himself in trouble and they are making no effort to keep his appearance" he shook os head at the thought of the slightly disfigured boy.

"What are you making Oliver?" Bell asked him. He had clearly gotten the message thow she was surprised about how calm he was. Maybe he was wating for them the be alone to bring it up.
 
Her smile failed and turned to a frown as she dwelt more on it. It kinda scared her how she was just smiling about that a moment ago. Like he was some prize or something.
She looked to the ear he didn’t have and the missing thumb.
“How old is he?” She asked wondering.

Oliver glances to her and answered.”a simple salsberry steak with some mash potatos. “ he poured some garlic into in and cooked it up.
 
"Why don't you ask him, I'd do it but I dont think he likes me. " Daved said and shook his head. "They wouldn't have just taken him for no reason though wold they?" He wasnt sure and even if the Kid did hate him he still felt protective of him, almost brotherly.

"I know what one of those is, and I was wondering how long till you made mash potatoes." She shook her head Oliver never stopped amazing her, she still onderd what it was about him that did it. "Is there anything special about your Potatoes?" She wondered aloud.
 
“Yes. There always is.” He smiled at her as he mixed the things up, cooking rather quickly. He stirred the pot of mash potatoes and added some salt and butter like anyone else would’ve.

“Yeah.. I don’t think they’d just take some random kidin.. they would want to use it for some purpose, black mail or ransom but at least something.”

Hue shifted in his spot and winced when he slowly placed his head down to lay down. He held his hands close and trailed where his thumb used to be.
 
"But your not going to share" bell said amused. James started at her shocked at her light teasing. This was the woman who he had to worn the pet of that she wold stab herself to prove she lacks the ability go feel pain or emotion. She was one of the most effective interrogators becase she was so brutal and heartless and emotionless. He loked confused betwen her and her clearly treasured pet.

"He is good at interrogation, maybe that's why thay want him? No, thay wouldn't know that ahead of time. Hes a good thief maybe a stole from them or something..." David was thinking outloud.
 
“If I tell you what’s so special about them, then they won’t be so special, now will they?” He replied smoothly with a smirk, forgetting that James was in there. He smiled as he finished making the food.

Hue fell into a light sleep, not much of one but atleast something. He shifted and groaned, the pains on his back making it uncomfortable.

“possibly.. but they cut off his thumb which could’ve helped them if they wanted him to steal.. or his ears...” Samantha frowned and looked to the poor boy.
 
"Mmmhumm, your pancakes where special, so special even I wouldn't feet them to my prisoners. And we established I wasn't above slop." She was even looking at him actively watching. James was horrified, it was like the opposite if the Annabelle that all feared bit the very same one at the same time. It was terrifying to see, he wanted to leave.

"We, or more specifically you, could ask him." Suggested Daved. Maybe he wold try talking to the Kid when thay where alone next time.
 

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