Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24449631-20140708000146/@comment-3293219-20140710231127

"Your friend is an idiot..." The Hunter seethed as the door flew open and the Nord from ealier stepped in, holding a potion.

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"N-No... Guess I don't..." Manja mumbled, looking away in defeat.

"I er... Didn't do any manual labour... Instead, I took in every kid who had been left or abandoned by their mother, who would have died and I taught them how to survive...

I didn't kill my Brother but I arrived just in time to have him die in my arms, knowing full well that even if I could understand what the fuck was going on, I couldn't do shit to help!" She stepped forward and approached the counter, placing both hands on it and dragging her fingernails through it, building up her grief.

"I went home to my 'boyfriend,' who never once asked me how I was... When the most important person in my life died, all he could do was tell me how shit everything was for him!" She shrieked, throwing Rowan's cup across the room and watching it shatter on the wall, the frothy mead dribbed down the wooden pannels as she panted.

"I guess I don't know what your life of grave sex and being a murderer and a shithead was like, I was too busy solving everybody else's fucking problems, because no matter what happens, I always have to clean up after everyone else! No matter how shit I feel, no matter how lonely or upset or exhausted I am...

'Oh, it's okay C'laro... Please, tell me more about how bad everything is for you, it's not like I lost everyone I care about.'

And yes, there's a lot of faith and hope in my life...

I go out and have some fun for once and what happens? I go home to find out that I have no home, that everyone I know has probably lost or... worse...

I still don't know where they are but hey, it's fine right? I can just keep going like this, it's not like I miss the people I lose or... or worry about the people who are probably dead!

And of course, I meet one person in my life, who talks to me, like I'm a human being, instead of a problem solving machine and he abandons me, just like everybody fucking else does!"

Manja found herself overwhelmed, not even realising that this was how she felt, she brought her hands to her head and began to curl her fingers as she obviously began to look distressed, panting heavily, almost like she was hyperventalating.

Her eyes darted around the room, to the Normer before her and the Nord who was seemingly wandering around, looking for something, she wasn't sure as to whether or not he had heard it but she didn't care right now. Her breathing got more intense and more flustered as she felt like her throat was going to close up, prompting her to throw her hands to the side and run out of the room, eventually running upstairs and slamming door.