Apricot glared up at Lucy, "Feh. My only regret is that I couldn't split the two of YOU up too when I brought you here. That would have been HILARIOUS. Too bad people like you have the kind of luck that landed you close to your stupid family, I'd have loved to see which of those hot headed morons would have killed each other if SHE hadn't shown up. AAAhahahahahahHA H HA Hot HOT HOT HOT HOT HOT!! YIKES what the hell?"
She ...really does have a death wish doesn't she. Lucy set the jar down, frowning, saying nothing for a moment while Natsu put the pixie in the literal hotseat. Luna's hands clenched, "Why don't you just burn and die you stupid pixie? What's the point of you taunting us. Why did you pick US to harass in the first place?"
Apricot shifted restlessly, trying to avoid coming in contact with the glass, though she was clearly uncomfortable, "H-hah! You think that'll get me to talk? My partner made sure that your stupid fire won't do a darn thing! This is just a Mild inconvenience!" This mmmmmmmight be partly true, but she was definitely feeling the heat a lot more than she was admitting to.
"Good," Regine put in, "We don't want you dead."
"Speak for yourself!" Luna interrupted, and was immediately hushed by Lucy.
"She has a point. IF she dies, that's it, we don't find anything out at all - and the way she's been taunting us I thought that's what she was trying to do." For some reason. "But if we keep her alive, Natsu's can trade shifts burning her when they get tired. Or do it at the same time." Fire from a dragonslayer AND a dragon that was a dragonslayer? Probably won't be fun regardless of the 'protection' it had.
Dragon-Natsu was already starting to open his mouth a little, growling. He had no problem whatsoever burning that jar with its pixie prisoner. Apricot glanced around, suddenly nervous, "Y-yeah? I talk and I'll be dead anyway, I'm no squealer! I'm no stoolie! I'm no --oh my GOD that's hot! What am I cooked pixie under glass?"
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She ...really does have a death wish doesn't she. Lucy set the jar down, frowning, saying nothing for a moment while Natsu put the pixie in the literal hotseat. Luna's hands clenched, "Why don't you just burn and die you stupid pixie? What's the point of you taunting us. Why did you pick US to harass in the first place?"
Apricot shifted restlessly, trying to avoid coming in contact with the glass, though she was clearly uncomfortable, "H-hah! You think that'll get me to talk? My partner made sure that your stupid fire won't do a darn thing! This is just a Mild inconvenience!" This mmmmmmmight be partly true, but she was definitely feeling the heat a lot more than she was admitting to.
"Good," Regine put in, "We don't want you dead."
"Speak for yourself!" Luna interrupted, and was immediately hushed by Lucy.
"She has a point. IF she dies, that's it, we don't find anything out at all - and the way she's been taunting us I thought that's what she was trying to do." For some reason. "But if we keep her alive, Natsu's can trade shifts burning her when they get tired. Or do it at the same time." Fire from a dragonslayer AND a dragon that was a dragonslayer? Probably won't be fun regardless of the 'protection' it had.
Dragon-Natsu was already starting to open his mouth a little, growling. He had no problem whatsoever burning that jar with its pixie prisoner. Apricot glanced around, suddenly nervous, "Y-yeah? I talk and I'll be dead anyway, I'm no squealer! I'm no stoolie! I'm no --oh my GOD that's hot! What am I cooked pixie under glass?"