Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140509162816/@comment-24685738-20140510190458

Maria took Isis to the corner, far away from the Elven group. "What is up with you?"

Isis raised one eyebrow and crossed her arms. "What's wrong with you?"

Maria did the exact same thing Isis did. It was scary, as they looked almost like mirror images of each other, except Maria was taller and Isis had gold and silver eyes. "Excuse me? I am your mother!"

"Well, you don't act like it!" Isis hissed.

Maria's hands flew to her mouth. "What do you mean?"

Isis glared at her, narrowing her eyes. "When I was a baby, you always shoved me off on Julie or Set!"

Maria's eyes hardened. "I was dead!"

Isis shrugged. "You disgust me." She hissed. "You're weak!"

She turned away, and her braid hit Maria in the face.

Isis walked away from Maria, and the Bosmer group, and sat down in the corner. She closed her eyes, and seemed to be meditating.

Maria felt the tears fill the brim of her eyes, threatening to spill over.

She sat down, blocking out all sound.

You told yourself you would never wear your heart on your sleeve again!

''You are weak! Isis is right. Quit crying!''

Maria wiped her eyes.