Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24080120-20140520093856/@comment-23309369-20140628005859

San paused as she heard Blood ask her for some info on her past, the dull table knife was pressed against her palm with almost enough force to push past her skin, instead it left a red mark on her palm as she placed it back down on the table. She quickly grabbed her notebook and scribbled out a statement, pushing the book towards them on the table as her refill of coffee was brought to her. "It's nothing special. A bunch of people just hate faunus. That's all." was written on the paper, she wrote out some more as she sipped her coffee,"Sorry, they HATED faunus. 'Hate' implies they're still among the living."