Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-9087084-20130617081220/@comment-9087084-20130619234615

Simon scowled at this newfound adversary. "Why are you such a hassle?" he asked. Simon sighed, pushing up his glasses. "Pardon my manners. I only want to know why you care for this girl. You've only just met her. And by the way things have been progressing, I'd say that I'm more trustworthy than she is. How do you know that she's not the bad guy, and I'm just some poorly wronged victim?"

"Cause you're a big, fat, lying, meanie!" Marianne spoke up defiantly. Simon smirked at her. "You are in no position to be name calling, little girl." Marianne gave a shaky squeak, further cowering behind her mysterious protector.

Simon turned to the white-haired man. "You didn't anwer my question, so I'll ask again. Why do you care whether she lives or dies? It's no business of your-" The wall beside him blew away, as a women with a glowing arm appeared. Simon sighed in annoyance. "And just who are you?" he asked, now agitated in being delayed yet again.