Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25169271-20150505015906/@comment-26130578-20150522032152

Penelope delicately dried her eyes with her unused napkin. "Yes," she replied. She called the waiter to receive their bill and paid accordingly as he boxed the ladies' half-finished meals and Alice's untouched cake. Soon they were walking side by side down the bright, sparkling path back to Beacon. It was still early in the afternoon, with the sun shining brighter than ever. The Faunus's scars again burned under her red dress. Her traverse was akin to a phoenix, searing in the blinding white light. She closed her eyes as much as she could and lingered near Alice for guidance.