Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-10380701-20140224161607/@comment-5290299-20140225013708

Zaffre shook her head. "For a moment there I thought I was speaking with Melira again. You are right though. Some take us for granted, but thats okay. I create weapons to fight against the grimm, not against other people. But..." Her eyes saddened by the fact she had to state. "A lot of weapons these days are used to harm humans. I want to create weapons that can protect, not destroy...But..I guess that might be too idealistic, even for me..." As she spoke, her hand found its way to her right shoulder, gripping it as the scar behind her back began to ache. A sharp breathe escaped her lips as he held her side.

"Ahaha...i mgiht not be fully healed from that explosion...." The girl recalled the events of two weeks ago. The explosions caused several wood pieces to stick into her skin, and they didn't find out until it was infected. Zaffre sighed heavily.