Board Thread:Role Plays (Adult)/@comment-15792134-20140224174158/@comment-15792134-20140225011059

Bluefield staggered back and brought his sword back up. But when Calco's words were said he nodded ever so slightly. Partially recognizing his chance, but part of him whispered in his mind.

I hope you do...

He turned and rushed out of the door and bolted down the alley. Heading down the street then into another dark alley a block away he fell to the ground and let his head slam into the ground.

"What... what just... happened!?" Urdin whispered out loud with a shaking voice. He reached up and ripped his mask off and threw it aside before standing. He leaned back on the building wall his eyes wide.

"Did I just... Zaffre she... I..." The words weren't forming correctly. His whole body shook realizing what he just did.

"No... I... I... dreaming.... I didn't... Bluefield... Bluefield did this." Urdin said staring at the mask on the ground. It was facing him, appeared to be staring at him. He spoke to it as if blaming the mask somehow made him innocent of his actions.

"She trusted me... and... I promised to protect her, and then... What if he didn't let me go. Would I have killed him? He was protecting her... from me..." Urdin put his hands to his head as he slid down the wall. That damned mask was still staring at him and he couldn't look away from it. He wondered what it must have been like for Zaffre. Did she know it was him? Or did she think she was being attacked by a criminal. Would it even matter if it was him? As if that made it okay? Urdin was frozen in panic. At the moment he was transfixed processing the how and why of what just happened.