Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24141785-20140201133112/@comment-3293219-20140204234851

"I-Is... t-that blood?" Nepht choked as Lott aproached the wall.

"No..." The altmer answered, running his fingers along it and noticing that it was, slightly flaky. "It's red paint..."

"Yeah, do you know how impractical it would be to write in blood?" Ganlas replied, as if everyone knew.

Lott thought of something, the friend wasn't home... "Do we know where her friend is?"

"Yeah, she's out wi-"

"Do we know?"

Nepht stopped, Gods...

She turned around and ran downstairs to fetch Mikasa, her stomach tying in knots.