Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26571677-20160607002947/@comment-25924729-20160611062531

Joining in on the joke, Tigris quickly pulled on the second costume, and dipped the rapier which came with it at Kinaver's chest.

"H-how dare you? I am the Asuna, second-in-command of the KoB. Show some respect!" she yelped, poking and tickling him with the rapier. They continued like this for a time, whacking each other playfully with plastic weapons, laughing at each other's antics.

It felt ...good, to let herself loose, with someone who understood and cared for her. She couldn't remember ever having felt so relaxed. When was the last time anyone had treated her like this?...

''...Seven years ago... Peter...''

Her eyes widened, and suddenly had a hollow look to them.'' Kinaver's face melted away, replaced by brown, curly hair, and emerald eyes. The boy rushed in with a bloody steel pipe, eyes burning with hate, intent on beating in her skull...''

"Boop."

She blinked, clearly surprised. The rusted pipe was gone, a toy sword rested on her forehead. Tigris suddenly felt sick, and tossed away her own weapon. Distantly, she heard Kinaver asking if everything was alright.

In reply, she wrapped her arms around his neck, and pulled him tightly towards herself. Tigris forced her eyes shut, steeling her resolve. No. She wouldn't allow a ghost from the past to ruin her happiness like this, not anymore.