Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30717141-20180522010933/@comment-30700719-20180717025511

Derrick feels Neith's hand on his shoulder. "There is no use directing fury towards the fallen. Besides, there is a measure of loyalty, to take one's own life rather than yield to one's captors." She spins him around, and plants a deep, long kiss on his lips. "Ahh...my apologies. Sydana, come with me. You may both tell me about your little business trip...and the reason poor Femi was caught in the wake of destruction." She turns about to walk back inside.