Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-4681758-20140219044430/@comment-24416658-20140309154728

Tanner nodded to Ciaran, before leaving the room for another bedroom. Laying down on the bed, he closed his eyes. Time to chat with the knight again.

(Tanner's head)

The cowboy and the knight stood 3 feet away from each other, facing the other directly.

"Alright, pardner, what gives? Ya fallin' for the freaky sleepy chick now?"

"I believe you have already stated this fact, comrade. And if you must know, yes, I have developed an attraction to the lady of science that is inthe other room."

"Well, pal, forget it. We both only have this one body, and honestly, the chick scares me a bit, with the random sleeping and the unusual willingness to meet'cha. Which, by the way, was just out of curiosity."

"Hmm. Well, if thine worthless ass was more occupied with important matters rather than commiting thyself to brawling in as many taverns as possible, then this discussion would have been avoided."

"Why you son of a-"

The two personalities clashed, the cowboy wielding the repeater, the knight the greatsword. This combat was done quite often, to preserve Tanner's sanity.

(Real World)

Tanner was still lying on the bed, mumbling to himself, rolling over and over. Anyone who didn't know his true condition would think that he would be in pain.