Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140217201750/@comment-3293219-20140219085829

Nepht entered the abandoned house, sighing as she saw the devastation...

''Where did last week go? '' She thought, pressing the palm of her hand against her forehead and falling back, against a wall.

She stood for several seconds, sighing, heavily as she caught up with what had happened. Eventually, she broke free and shook her head, shedding the doubt from her mind as she pushed on, heading upstairs to find Veneficus something to lean on.

''Their pillows should still be intact... ''

The dunmer entered Mikasa's room, seeing the warning again as a shiver went down her spine. It brought back a lot of bad memories… Petra going missing, that door, Mikasa’s obsession, the lake, Bologra… She wanted to feel guilty about it but no matter how hard she tried, for those brief seconds, she couldn't think of anything that she did wrong...

It couldn't have gone any other way...

''Focus! ''

Nepht snapped out of her trance and took a pillow from Mikasa's bed; she then turned around and tried to imagine what Mikasa was doing.

''Was that argonian telling the truth? ''She knew that he was evil and that he hated Mikasa, Petra, Veneficus and pretty much anybody who wasn't a part of his cult, with a passion but why would he lie? He seemed too level headed to anger people for personal amusement, at least that’s the impression that she got from him.

''What if Mikasa has sold her soul...? ''

Nepht shook her head and snapped out of it, running back to Veneficus with the pillow in hand. The dunmer went through the kitchen and spotted some fruit, that still hadn't gone off, she took an apple and brought it back with her, just in case he needed it.