Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24080120-20140520093856/@comment-23309369-20140601034408

San's half-lidded eyes looked at Noir as a slight smirk cracked on her face as she took another sip of coffee. Just as she was about to write out a response, Blood cut in to the conversation, her pen stopped where it was on the paper as he spoke, she looked at him and rubbed the bridge of her nose between her index finger and thumb.

When he suddenly changed the subject she shot him a dissmissive look and quickly scribbled out a question, turning her book towards him. "What the hell are you doing?" was written somewhat hastily on the paper.