Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-29038468-20190326013133/@comment-29038468-20190326195846

The Cu Sith maid sits there rubbing her head. "Yeah...I'm ok, you wouldn't believe how many times I do that though..." She says.

Chris is standing at the edge of the cliff overlooking the town as the mamonos and humans fight each other. He is wearing steel armor that is shades of grey, blue and yellow; his flowing raven hair being swept to the side by the wind. She approaches him, still bleeding. Angels pop out of the circle and block her path. Tears start forming in her eyes as she speaks. "Why? Why did you push me off? Why did you decline my offer? Why are you siding with these Angels? I thought we had something, I love you! Why? Answer me damn you!" Milisa shouts. Chris turns around and walks toward her until the Angels stop him. "This is why, they would never let us be together...I can't run away, they'd find me no matter what! I did it to protect you." Chris replies. Milisa bites her lip. "Don't give me that crap! You're just afraid! You were the only one to make me feel this way, I won't let you deny the feelings you have inside you too!" She shouts at him, tears running down her cheeks. "You don't get to decide how I feel! None of us do! Don't you get it yet? If you stay here you will die! I have to kill you, if I don't then the Angels will! Do you want that!?" Chris shouts back starting to cry. Milisa doesn't answer with words, she raise up her blade despite the pain in her side, and her heart. Chris orders the Angels to step aside as he draws his blade as well. The Angels look at one another before flying off below. "You're injured." Chris states. "A parting gift from the bitch that filled your head with this nonsense about duty and honor." Milisa replies. "I told her to leave you alone, please believe me." He tells her. "I don't care about that now, it's just you and me; and I'll take you with me one way or another..." She tells him with a fixed gaze of determination.