Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20160107051055/@comment-25924729-20160414085639

Vale chomped down another vanilla muffin, while watching Nacoma with a seemingly impassive look. But inside, she felt... happy in a way, for her new sister. Though she wouldn't, or rather couldn't show it. Her emotions died long ago, with her innocence.

All she offered was a content grunt, and a greeting to the bearded Pilgrim's Master. "Okay, i'll stay." Though he barely said or did anything, the man radiated an aura of power and respect, in a way. Some might find it frightening, but all Vale saw was skill and power, which she could respect.

Laura gave a short, nervous laugh, but looked to the Head sceintist with a glint of genuine interest in her eyes. "Oohh, yes please!... I mean," she cleared her throat, and stood to a salute. "Of course, sir."