Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24857097-20150115050415/@comment-24857097-20150304051514

Oliver was walking around the nightclub, clearing out his head as he remember the good times him and Lyndsey had with their pet.

Come on Adrienne!

ARF ARF!

''The robber is too fast! Let's split up so we can catch her!''

RUFF RUFF!

......

You're going to jail miss!

Darn, and I was about to get away too!

You sure were!

.....

It's getting late Brownie, let's go home.

''Oh crud, you're right. Come on Adrienne, we're leaving!''

RUFF!

His fragmented flashbacks has slowly faded away as he returned to his senses.

"Heh, good times huh Adrienne? I haven't forgotten about you, never will. Not with what the White Fang did to you."

He wiped off his face with a napkin and threw it away into a nearby trashcan.

"It's too bad you didn't get a chance to meet Kira, you would've gotten along with her."

He went to a more quiet area and sat down at an empty table.

"Why did the White Fang do that to you? You were innocent, you had nothing to do with the racism going on in this unforgiving world. Why did the White Fang target you guys?"

Oliver was a total mess, but he'll rejoin with the others soon.

_____

"Thank you. Time is all it takes to heal, some just recover slower than others."

Lyndsey took Oliver's drink, safeguarding it in case he returns.

"I'll just pray to God that Cyzarine doesn't do anything reckless. The last thing I want to do is arrest my brother on a murder charge."

She made small adjustments on her clothes before looking at Basilia.

"Basilia, I apologize for the fact that you had to listen to this whole fiasco."

She then looked back at Aricia.

"Speaking of which, I heard about the cat story. On behalf of the Vale Police Department, I want to issue an apology for Ollie's actions. He can be a little unorthodox when it comes to critters, but he almost never lays a hand on them."