Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160910210542/@comment-28530195-20160914202151

Xena winces at Simrits suggestion. "Emotional things...aren't particularly my forte. In all honesty I'd probably make things worse if I tried to be near him...Plus he's slightly angry at me for.....well, somthing that was out of my control, but I get his point....that's why i needed some new blood, somthing new for him might've helped loads better than anything i could do." She explains as she pours herself a glass of beer. "Want some?"

I look at the Manticore. "And you are..?" I ask her bluntly, my sour mood immidiatly obvious.