Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20161029044540/@comment-24617443-20170321160316

After the whole drama bit and getting reprimanded by Orran, Artoria decided that the best thing for her to do for now on is to stay quiet and just follow everyone's lead.

She couldn't understand the reason why she suddenly made that outburst earlier, probably looking at Wis' terrible state long enough finally wormed into her and pushed her to do it.

She also had the nagging feeling that Mr. Kreutznauer was having a blast watching her get reprimanded. "Havin' a bloody blast, aren'tcha Prof."

But that doesn't matter anymore, and with said frail little girl showing off her semblance to crush anything close by her, she's also decided to distance herself from Wis as much as she could but that's unfortunately not much considering that she needs to stay close to the group or risk getting separated.

As the group got deeper into the forest, she heard Memories state a odd question towards Wisteria, who gave her a surprisingly deep answer. Though she bets she didn't mean it, but the question does give her something to think about.

What would it feel like if her burns weren't every now and then aching in pain? It'd probably feel great to be honest. The reminding pangs of pain are a nuisance for her to deal with, and can come at any moment.

Much like right now, as her left arm began to ache once again. It's been the awhile now that she thinks about it since her scars ached. She believes that it's because they're still recovering, but she can't be too sure about that.

"I'd be much better off with these scars stop reminding me the time when I got them...", Artoria muttered under her breath, too faint to hear if they're not close to her, as she lightly rubs the aching part of her left arm.

Though I guess the pain does has some merit to them.

It cleared up her mind of the error she did earlier, and it honestly felt better than remembering the drama from earlier.

"Let's stop acting arrogant, Arty. To get this job done right.", Artoria thought to herself with a slap to her cheeks for motivation before activated Avalonia into its DJ form. She moved to the back of the group to act as a sort of rear-guard to everyone. Luckily the thing's light and small enough to not obstruct her trekking through the foilage.