Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20160107051055/@comment-24416658-20160317144006

Nacoma and Rowtag stood by the door, as the Head Scientist looked over Vale, making sure she was alright. After some quick consideration, she shooed the other Pilgrims out of the room, in order to have only herself, the Governor and his daughter, and the new initiates in the room.

"What a sob story, huh?" Nacoma whispered to Rowtag. The Governor sighed.

"I would not call it that, Nacoma." the man replied, still whispering, "Your life has had trials and hardships as well. As has mine. These initiates have their own stories. Do not degrade them without first looking at your own." Nacoma thought about that for a second, then sighed.

"I guess," she admitted, "But the whole 'you get harmed, I die' stuff? I feel as if that's crossing into cliche territory." Rowtag shrugged.

"That is not for me to decide, only to follow. Besides, there is still the ceremony today. We simply cannot miss that." Rowtag waved his daughter off, as she was about to say something else, and moved up next to the Head Scientist, who finished checking over Vale.

"And that's that," she said, wiping her hands on a towel, "Can you stand? I know it's a lot to ask, but we need you prepped for the Ceremony."