Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140504164011/@comment-3293219-20140504221221

"Well, I lose my memories, get the shit kicked out of me and then I'm imprisoned in some asshole's basement, all on the same night..." The Bosmer grumbled, like Boethia was some sort of counselor.

"I guess I'm just having a bad day..."

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"Argh... Little bitch!" Cray snapped at her, quickly shaking the pain in his knee off and striding over to her.

He knelt down beside her and pulled her hair back, wrapping it around his hand and yanking it back, to keep her head up.

"You aren't getting out of this one..." He muttered, rising to his feet and drawing the stick, making sure that he was nowhere near her feet.