Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140604150022/@comment-24685738-20140605012246

Maria rolled under a Mist-Forms axe, coming up and stabbing it in the back.

She stood up, blew a strand of hair out of her eyes, and sad, "No. Not anymore.

Jack...

I love Jack.

He's been there for me, every sleepless night since we came back.

Everytime I woke up screaming, he was there to comfort me.

Not Set. Jack."