Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20180109050017/@comment-31049256-20180124112319

(Doc, T) Kittycut flattens here ears and looks disappointedly at Tirush, "Surprised ya actually care. Just a few hours ago ya was willin ta mark meh if I wouldn't let ya kill somebody..."

Kittycut takes in yet another drink, downing the contents of the entire bottle and tossing it into the small mountain of similar bottles next to her.

She then hiccups, "I know it was that pyromanic asshat Armater, but still...ya don't know what it felt like, havin ya make me choose 'tween my friend an my nature. It wuhn't fair...do I really not matter ta ya?"

She scoops up another bottle, only to find it empty. She drops it and groans, the big pink cat sword spirit burying her face into her paws.