<strong><span class="bbc_u">Pet</span></strong><br/><br/>(the storyteller is lost to what she wanted him to do)<br/><br/>Marko looked at what she was doing as she raised up the gun and pointed it at him.  He knew it for a tranquilizer gun and knew something bad was going to happen to him.  "So it is against the will of a slave to ask questions now."  He said through gritted teeth as he hung where she had placed him.  He looked at the dart gun then to her.  He narrowed his eyes slightly as he watched what she was doing with a rather calm look upon his face.  "What did you want me to do? what was it you wanted from me?" he asked her as she babbled on about tougue and cheek and he didnt know what specifics she needed.