Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7838080-20140630233519/@comment-7838080-20140714015844

Nixia gave him a slight smile, having got used to them by now. The female didn't mind talking about it...but it still wasn't a happy memory for her. She still remembered how the procedure went. Even with the amount of anesthetic on each of the wound sites...she still couldn't help but scream when they were put in place.

It's how I remember I'm still alive...

"It's alright, you didn't mean to," she patted him gently on the cheek. "Anyway...go and rest. After what you did, you more than earned it." She then wandered back into the cabin and went into her bag, and dug out a jet black case. Nixia popped the latches, and then pulled out what was inside. She came back out and found a seat to herself.

She then brought up the bow of the violin, and then began to play. The notes drifted upon the wind, the cyborg playing  and handling the instrument with the care similar to that of a mother caring for their child.