Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190114001113/@comment-27550231-20190216175200

Jorge stifled a groan as he rocked himself upright and walked into the adjacent room, closing the door behind him.

What are you doing...

He unbuckled the first strap of his plate.

Why did you accept this?

Followed by the second, third and fourth.

What it because you felt indebted?

His armor hung loos on his shoulders as he looked out of the window his helmet casting a dark shadow iver him in the waning sunset. Watching... Judging...

I offer you everything. I brought you back from squalor when you began to understand your mistakes. When you began to forgive.

Jorge lifted his plate overhead and neatly set it on the rack that stood near his bed.

And yet you fall back into your old patterns... Ignoring... running...

Like a machine Jorge removed the rest of his armor and stowed it away before changing his clothes.

There will be a point when you can run no further oh champion mine. What will you do then?

Dressed in fresh clothes Jorge left the room and took his place once more between them.

"Better?"