Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20191006210504/@comment-13488655-20200205141558

Liadan quietly smiled as she put back on the jacket, took back her Gauntlets and handed Newman his weapon from where the guards placed them. Her eyes were still aflame with a burning desire to be let lose, silently daring anyone to just try to stop her. She was waiting, waiting for the 'leader of this lttle crew of thugs to give her an excuse, areason to bring them down by hand.

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"I know right? When I was younger, I actually used to get lost around here and Tia would usually be the one who'd help bring me back to my room." Jetta admitted comfortably as she sat next to her mother, eating alongside her at a similar pace. Their mannerisms when eating together were almost identical.

"... You know, when I was little, I even thought I could hear voices and sounds between the walls. It was sometimes like footsteps and whispers but other times like a bunch of spders scrurrying." The girl slightly teased with her nails tapping along the table to symbolize the footsteps, clearly just wanting to try to be as scary as the stories of her mother.