Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20181211225019/@comment-27550231-20181213163435

"Aye... I can understand her plight. To want to leave the responsibility behind. To want to wash your hands clean of it all and live life as none of this had ever happened. Unfortunately things don't always seem to work that way."

"The best thing we can do now is focus on the problem at hand and grind it into the ground bit by bit."

At this point he felt the cold callous embrace of his past wash over him, protecting him from the pains of emotion and sympathy. He did not want to hear of the hardships Imperia and possibly Layoka went through. Deep down he knew what they had done but he did not want it confirmed, not by Armata, Tirush, not a single soul.

He had been here before, the decent into mindless apathy that quickly lead to calculated action and reaction. The single minded drive to the final overarching goal. The crusades, the purges all drove him into this state before and now he teetered the edge pushed on by the pain of those around him. Inside his heart was breaking for them but he put on his smile for them, to keep them going on with hope.

Jorge payed no attention to the room, paying notice only to any exits and large objects where others could hide behind. He did not suspect Armata of foul play but years of experience lead his warrior's mind to wander and examine all he could.