Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160726175355/@comment-25808351-20160728154949

I look at the young man and this time my expression is one of aggression. Again I rise off the bed again steady. Displaying strength, I stand up straight. "First, you don't tell me what to do. Second, don't touch me again. Third, you have no idea what type I am. Fatalist? Don't make me laugh. Lastly-" I take the bowl of silver leaf from the man with a jolt of impatience. A little of the bowls contents splash on the floor as I jug the rest. "Where I come from it is extremely rude to ask a man his name, without introducing yourself first."