Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-4681758-20190117013150/@comment-13488655-20190829025305

The rare wish she could have given a yes or no answer as she looked towards Rose and Wolfe while she rubbed her head with one hand, biting part of her lower lip as she tried to figure out her own mixture of emotions. But that was just the thing, she really didnt't know what she was feeling. Hell, did she even want to figure it out?

A question she asked for over a decade had been answered... In the most twisted way possible. Her father was a merciless killer so vicious he practically crafter his reputation entirely out of the blood of others, transformed into a machine by one of her mentors, and now destroyed before her eyes. She got to meet him and it was like he didn't even care a bit...

What else could Tyrian do in response to Rose's question but shrug and turn her head towards the ground?