Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20181211191505/@comment-13488655-20181225065224

"Thieves that stole a crown? Clover, I literally used to beat people to death with my bare hands! Not even my grandpa wou-..." Akari cut her self off while Clover hugged and kissed her, unable to even keep her hands from shaking while she tightened her grip on one of the pillows, wondering if her Grandfather would even acknowledge her if he was still around. Clover being from a family of thieves was one thing. But Akari literally buthered people, good people, to death.