Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24530736-20140514221319/@comment-24768547-20140613205615

Ophelia was sitting in class, blankly staring at the lesson for day. She gave a yawn and looked over at her little brother, Cyma, who was sitting with a grumpy look at his face. She thought back to earlier when she and him were eating breakfast. Ophelia had finished her ceral and Cyma was staring at her intently. Ophelia shrunk in her seat as she started eating her bacon. "Cyma? Why are you staring at me?" his sister asked nervously. He didn't answer for a few minutes, but when he did it was an outburst. "Why didn't it work, dammit!?" he cried, holding his head in his hands. Ophelia jumped and shrunk even more. "Wh-what didn't work!?" the first year girl whimpered, scared by her brother's strange behavior. He got up with a huff and said, "Nothing." He walked out of the dining room without another word as Ophelia stared at her food, confused. "What the hell was he doing?" she thought, now pissed off at the whole thing. The young Huntress glared at her brother from across the room.