Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24012109-20161108204158/@comment-8723280-20161109010049

Fucking finally.

The past few days have been chaos, have been absolute hell. The kingdoms are disarray, CCTs are down across all of Remnant, Beacon has fallen and destruction is apparent across the whole of the city. Lucina's days have been consumed by many things - funerals, volunteer work, and the well-intentioned overprotectiveness of her parents. And by many emotions, with Marie suddenly running away, and the death of Hector.

But when everything was back to something resembling normal, he came back to mind. And the anger returned.

He seriously pissed her off. Like on an unbelievable level. A fucking asshole, that's what he was. A grand, parading fucking asshole. And she hated him. So she tried to find him, the jackass who very obviously hadn't been a student. It wasn't as easy as simply looking him up on the internet, hell, she didn't even know his name. But Lucina was nothing if not determined, and fueled by rage.

It took some time. Some serious time, actual work that she knew her parents were half concerned, half relieved. Lucina loved them, but they watched her like a hawk, like she was 17 and sick all over again. Hazelle helped, the only person in their team who wasn't gone.

And that's how she ended up at this apartment, early in the morning. It was slowly turning rose, the midnight blue sky receding away from golden light. Dressed in her normal attire, she aggressively rung the doorbell. Imagine that, a doorbell. And as soon as the door opened, she paused only for a moment, to look over him. He was basically in pyjamas.

Good.

Lucina didn't answer his question. Instead, her fist flew out to punch the shit out of him.