Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-27743663-20170116051854/@comment-28185759-20170217201035

With her Colt fully disassembled onto the coffee table infront of her, she began cleaning each part one by one with the maintenance tools she brought along. Focusing on each piece, she payed no mind to the others that have entered the abode. While the first two went to their own respective places, the last took stay in the same room she was in.

It wasn't until he disrobed she took a quick glance at him. The visible scars that riddled his back and arm brought back her memories once more. Just remembering the fear and instantaneous pain made her slightly shiver. What ushered her back to reality was the clinking of metal from one of the parts that she dropped fell ontop another. She quickly calmed herself back towards her stoic self.

"Apologies, just lost in thought."

She spoke as she picked up the piece once more and began re-assembling the pistol.