Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25363089-20171129030741/@comment-25363089-20180101152427

"Well...Mom pretty much raised us kids to give zero fucks about what others thinks and to pretty much think for ourselves and speak for ourselves...Only to listen when there is a lesson to be learn from the conversation..or when sage advice is being given..other wise you get beat up..cause well..Mom beats the lessons into us. If we don't isn't that right mom.". Alysssa told Pen as she looked at her mom. To which Margrit nodded in agreement and said.

"Yes for sometimes when words fall deaf its generally..up to a good old smack upside the head..or destroying something. That gets ones fullest attention...a lesson all of my kids. Have learned and have to be relearned over the years. For there is always a lesson to be learned; From the lives of others and those older than you..but its up to you to heed them...Alyssa..". Margrit told her daughter as she gave her the look. To which Alyssa stared her down.

"Mother..". The two girls stared each other down until eventually. It was Margrit that broke it. She nodded in silent understanding that when it came to life. Her daughter was gonna have to learn some stuff on her own from now on. "Soooo..Your Arthur's dad..that is interesting...sooo..mind telling us. A little about yourself..i mean. Arthur has told me bits and pieces about you and him..but. I want to hear it from the source. So come on. Tell me the life of Sir Pendragon ". Alyssa asked Pen as a means of breaking up the akwardness.

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Meanwhile; Back home Nickelae was waking up to his alarm clock. "Five more minutes.". He muttered as he smacked his scroll setting it to snooze for the one hurdeth time. Before falling back asleep.