paranoia

“Pardon miss, would you mind jabbing me in the neck between the first and second vertebrae just to the left of the nerves and slightly to the right?”

Few bone cracking noises later. “oo you’ve paralyzed before.” As feeling returned to his limbs Randy was allowed to process the information of Bonita blatantly disregarding listening to him and never once looked at the nerve paper. Randy was a little hurt, maybe there was a reason I didn’t find Bonita with Will. Saddened by his thoughts, he just gave Bonita a look saying “why”

Shaking off the sadness, Randolph fixed Amber's neck problems and helped her up. She may have a lot more in her past but… for the moment seemed to be more friendly in the situation.

Putting aside all the hurt feelings of the conversation, Randy Looked at the strange one. “Who would you be?”

“Nila” she answered calmly.

“Nila?” He thought it an odd name.

“Nila” she repeated.

“…Anyways, I've got to get going. Left something in the forest. Rather important don’t you know.” Randolph didn’t trust this new person; she gave off a similar vibe as the strapped Leeran. Definitely someone that couldn’t be trusted, unless you were in her agenda, and Randy feared that Will had gotten himself into something too big, even for his gambling brother.

---Leeran---

The Leeran was enraged by the impudence of these has beens and a horribble job it was of an interrogation.

The Leeran had originally come by to give Randy an ultimatum and proposition, but now he would take his sweet time in disposing of them all.
Though strapped to the horse, I could have broken free from my bonds hours ago but do to the speed of the horses I probably would have gotten trampled or flattened by a wheel. Now is my chance. The medication was beginning to wear off. I have to do this! plan quickly.

The Leeran grinned as he grabbed a large splinter and began to cut his ropes. "you're all going to pay."

--Randy---

Looking over at the captive, Randy splashed some of the Hawkeye into his(the Leeran's) face, then hopped into the carts driving seat, Randy looked down. “I don’t know who you are or what you want, but I’m taking this Leeran. Girls, I suggest we leave. She has the same markings as the Leeran, we shouldn’t trust her. We need to get into the cart and initiate our plan, without this Leeran woman looking over our shoulders.”