Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24296957-20140324180444/@comment-24296957-20140404220028

Amet sidestepped, twisted, and stood in front of Shiro, his arm holding the boy back. "Look...Shiro.  I'm not questioning your credibility.  But you don't know where you're going, do you?" He brought his arm to his side. He locked eyes with Shiro. And they told a story.

Shiro didn't know. Amet could see it in his eyes. The way they darted back and forth, the way he stood and breathed. Amet knew he was going in the wrong direction. He was about to tell him which way to go, but Shiro began to speak.