Board Thread:Other Roleplay/@comment-64.82.204.2-20150824172149/@comment-64.82.204.2-20150917163925


 * The vixen "animatronic" heiress abruptly gets up from her chair, practically boring holes into the golden monarch's back with a stare of mixed emotions... anger... grief... and possibly some of the still-surving flickers of fear.*

You... You were one of the ones who did those things all those years ago... I knew about the other one too--the dead one--but you... another killer... and another responsible for what happened to-... to-...


 * Her composure is deteriorating. Her eyes tear up slightly as memories of a story told by her father come back to her... bad history. Her breathing takes on a faster rate.

Hugo quickly makes his way over to the heiress, setting his right hand on her left shoulder... the left hand is still gripping the sword's hilt in case of trouble.*

Lucia... calm down... ze past must be set aside for present matters...