Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140530170536/@comment-24123288-20140602004921

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Mikasa stumbled forwards, gripping onto the windowsil and wincing again. She closed her eyes and concentrated.

The Breton could see thoughts and memories that she wasn't thinking of right now. Tyranil was not very subtle about what he was looking for. Her arms started to shake as he searched through her memories from when the chapel fell 10 years ago. The Companionship were there. Mikasa turned her head, just like she did in her memory, looking in awe as Corelas took charge of the situation and a Frilly Shirted Breton pulled a Dunmer in a red dress out of the wreckage.

Mikasa gasped in her memory and in reality, glancing quickly to her best friend, a red headed imperial...

"P-petra.."

Memories of Kaizen forced their way in and Mikasa grew angry, flames flickering from her fingertips. She winced again, feeling Tyranil look at them briefly before forcing them away and rapidly pulling up memories of her life. Corelas was heavily featured in them as she helped Veneficus care for him the pride she felt as she watched him grow his healing skills was very strong.

"R-really h-hurts..." Mikasa complained, her arms shaking even more.

Finally, Tyranil pulled up one last memory. Her and Petra were at Lake Arius, staring at a grave...