Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20151203145629/@comment-25924729-20151222133216

As Nacoma left, Laura moved closer to where Vale was starting to regain conciousness. She sat on the hospital bed next to Vale and gently helped her to a sitting position. "How do you feel?" she asked with friendly concern.

The still drowsy assassin weakly pushed her away and mumbled something in a soft, raspy voice. She had to repeat it a few times before Laura could understand. "Hungry."

"Me too. Lets get something to eat?" Laura suggested with a smile. She pulled Vale's arm over her shoulder and slowly helped her off the bed, then guided her down the corridor to the rooms containing food.

"Get off me..." Vale protested in the same weak voice, but didn't try to push Laura away again. She felt releived by this development. It was a long way from friendship, but she could feel Vale slowly opening up, becoming less tense around her. Apparently shooting someone twice, removing her arm and almost getting killed as a result was a bizarre but effective icebreaker.

They test was obvious. Gluttony, to resist the temptation despite knowing that luxurious cuisines lay just ahead. But they had to pass by the feast room to get to the simple meal, and the smell... Oh so wonderful! They were like moths drawn to a flame, or in these case, hungry girls to the promise of the meal of a lifetime.

They knew it was wrong, but hesitated as they passed the feast room door and the delicious aroma wafting from it. Just a quick peek wouldn't hurt, would it?