Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190627101923/@comment-29038468-20190701210903

(I forgot their conversation...) "Well of course I know that Carrion, what do you take me for? A fool? Please, I'm extravagant, not an idiot. But more importantly, this is my relaxation room back home. I have many different wines from the world and a few bottles of my husband's blood for when I can't drink it from him directly. But this will allow us to catch up, would you like white or red?" Pir'e asks going to the bottle rack.

"Well, alright then...If you say so. It all started on my seventh birthday. My mom had been working on a prototype of a time machine and she let me try it out. It wasn't perfect, but I went back to the night my dad started on our home, on his dream. I didn't get to watch for very long before I had to go back to my own time. I got back and told my best friend Roo, she was still happy and full of life, she made me smile and feel normal...Overtime though, somehow, things changed. One day, her eyes were just full of sadness. Again and again I tried to make her smile. Time and again she didn't respond. Eventually, I was prevented from seeing her altogether. I spent countless months trying to find out what happened, two whole years studying all I could to better myself just to try and understand what happened to her...I finally figured it out...someone or something changed the past...came to this point in time and killed Jeiel. My family, my father especially would never talk about it, and it was much harder to get any documents from the Ozian records. So, I did the only thing I could think of. I took the prototype from my mom's room, and I went to Oz and incorporated some of their technology into the prototype and finished more or less. Granted, I had to steal it, but there is no trial I won't endure for her. I'll do it over and over again to save her. And I'm not going to let anyone stop me." She says clenching her fist.