Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-37523810-20190106223825/@comment-37843592-20190117050244

“Fuck it, I give up. We’re lost.” Throwing his hands up in the air, Karl gritted his teeth once more when he couldn’t find any obvious paths he was looking and let out a frustrated groan. It seems that during his drunken escapade, he lost sight of his direction due to panic and the fact that he was still kind of tipsy despite his mind being cleared from the rush of tension.

“Where are we, exactly?” Faye inquired at the unfamiliar surroundings around her.

He shrugged, “Gods-know-where. I haven’t been home for a long time, so it’s all foreign to me. Plus, there is also that little stunt you pulled back there.”

“Oh? So am I to be blamed for your situation, need I remind you, that you tried to run away from by using me as YOUR scapegoat?”

“Hey.” Karl squinted at her with rising anger. “I’m not the one that came alive at the worst moment and started running my mouth when I could have been home free!”

“I’m not the one that was kidnapped from my own home to begin with either!” She met his eyes with a glare of sheer outrage.

“Your home was half-way decayed and destroyed! No one was living there anymore!”

“Well, you are wrong!” came her indignant answer. “I was waiting for someone. My true owner! She would never abandoned me like this!”

He jerked his thumb behind him with eyes rolled, “Sure. Keep telling yourself that. I bet you if you say it enough times, maybe your long lost friend might come back and take you off my hands.”

“She knows me more than anyone else, unlike you! She’ll brush my hair, wash my dress, have tea parties, go on travels...”

“Whatever.”

Tension began to rise as they continue to stare venomously at each other. Karl shook his head and kept on walking to... where ever he could find, knowing that all the noise from the argument could attract more unwanted attention.