Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26571677-20160316192622/@comment-25924729-20160319035202

Bye, bitch.

For what felt like forever, she sat stunned on her bed, cradling the scroll in one hand, fiddling her necklace in the other. Only the drone of the empty line broke the silence that hung over the room. He insides were a swirl of emotion, confusion, denial, heartbreak, betrayal, anger, disgust.... all combined to form a cold, stony mask in her expression.

She felt a strong hand on her shoulder, Dawn no doubt. “Hey girl, no hard feelings, he probably didn’t deserve you anyway. Fucker didn’t even have the guts to tell you in person, like I always say, men are pigs. You could ju-“

“Get out.”

Dawn was stunned. “Oh…kay? Look, if you need any hel-“

“GET OUT!!! LEAVE! ME! ALONE!” she screamed, thumping her teammate's arms with each word.

"Okay okay! Jeez, calm yo tits." Dawn complained, but wisely left with Kinaver, locking the door behind her.

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Alone now, she pulled a chair and sat in it, facing her bunk, turning that same blank expression on the poster she put up mere hours ago. Funny how quickly things could change. He looked so happy in there, but now, she wondered if he was really faking that smile all along.

"Why?" she asked.

The poster didn't reply. The happy smile mocked her.

"WHYYYYY?!" she wailed, the ice spear was in her hand before she knew it, and thrown. Thumping dead center of his forehead, piercing thin paper and lodging in the wall behind.

"GODAMMIT ASPER! Why?! Answer me!" she ranted uncontrollably, hurling weapon after weapon at the laughing poster. When Alaska ran dry, she turned her attention to Dawn's rack of beer and threw those instead. Glass shattered and spilt amber liquid over torn paper.

Then the beer ran out too, and she reached for.... the necklace. Radiant and small in her hand, she stared at it sadly for a moment. Then clenched her fist tightly around, freezing the snowflake in a solid ball of ice. Then it too was thrown, shattering against the wall, dropping to the floor in a heap of broken glass, paper shreds and split beer.

''Symbolic really. Broken, like her heart.''

Then she reached for his final gift, the slender pen in her pocket. ''"I am with you, always and everywhere." the inscription read. LIES!!! ALL LIES! ''

She gripped it in both hands, ready to snap and discard it. He never cared for her, why should she return the feelings?

...But she couldn't...

''"I'll keep it, i promise. Every word i write with it, every stroke will honour her memory." ''

She just... didn't know what to do now. Quietly, she pocketed the pen again and crept to a corner, curling herself into a tight ball and sobbing, until her eyes hurt, but the tears kept coming...

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Outside, the brawler and pyromaniac pressed their ears to the door, taking in the sounds of wanton carnage and destruction. Dawn winced as she heard the sounds of breaking glass. There goes my stash... But better her drink be sacrificed than her friend's feelings.

After a while, the noise died down, and Dawn pulled her partner away from the door. "Give her space, she needs this moment." The pair sat in the corridor, quietly mulling over what just happened.

Finally, she broke the silence, whispering softly so Zhu-li wouldn't hear. "Oi, dafuq was that all about? Did Asper talk to you about this? That was him calling you on the scroll just now right, and don't give me that 'just a friend' bullshit. What did he tell you?"