Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26571677-20170301101118/@comment-24416658-20170316063033

Nacoma looked back at Hazel, staring at her from across the Bullhead cabin. She didn't say anything for a bit after the woman spoke, just stood against the wall with her arms crossed as the Bullhead took off, the lurch from its movement causing a shake in the cabin.

"Honestly?" Nacoma said, finally, "Even if I remembered, I wouldn't have cared. It was, what, five years ago? Four? I did something that it seems a lot of people just can't seem to do. I moved on. Wasn't hard, honestly. Things like that happen. Plus, I have a great father now. No more need to look back." She tossed her hair back over her shoulder.

"I can see every single look you've given since I walked in," she continued, "I can see how unimpressed you are with everything. Do you really think I care about your opinion on anything about this? As far as I'm concerned, you're just here to teach me how to kill someone quick and easy. Don't even know what you want with our databanks. It's not like there's anything there you don't already know."