Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20160207063839/@comment-25582638-20160209022914

“If 'yer gonna make that kind of joke then do it someone else who's actually a f*ckin' sl*t! Yeah, I'd be delighted to see 'ya do that!” Raizel retorted as she dusted her skirt. She held the spot where the heiress hit her.

The poor cat was thrown outside the room when the rebel swatted it midair earlier. Kira then ran back to its owner who struggled to get out of her spot.

Cyzarine just found out how heavy Fen is. When the heiress mercilessly used her stomach as a launching pad, she did her very best not to puke. The gastric juice inside burned her esophagus though. Not a very nice experience.

I need to go home.....

On top of the bed, Kira hissed at the “bad strangers” as it waited for Cyzarine to get up. The feline began to hate them even more, especially Fen.

“Yeah, I've a question: can I f*ckin' leave? 'cause I'm not gonna live on the same room as 'yer girlfriend.”

“The same question with no bad word. I'll be back on Monday for classes.......” Cyzarine said tiredly, finally out of the hole as she rubbed her eyes. She didn't know who initiated the chaos. Frankly, it seemed that being with Fen or Raizel can bring upon chaos to her complicated life. She now wants to stay away from her troublesome teammates as much as possible. The idea of going back to the hospital is really tempting. As she looked at the other teammate-

Is her real color gray or red?, psychosomatic color blindness towards red made things a bit harder for her. Even their blankets, the girl also don't know whether they're gray or red.

Hopefully, she won't do some laundry here.

Raizel just realized that the other member's already here. When the redhead saw and judged the passive girl, she crossed her arms.

“Who the hell are you, wimp?”

Cyzarine became a bit confused on who's she calling in that term. So she asked back-

“Er, wimp?”

Raizel's smirk returned, thinking that the girl isn't much of a threat to her.

“Heh, that's 'yer name? Good. Nice to meet 'ya, wimp.”

“............. ”

What?

“So, can we leave now, boss?” the rebel asked again, shifting from playful to glaring eyes.