Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26414442-20150506015955/@comment-26208189-20150514223626

((Your presumptions of Trishia's character are close, yet still sort of go too far. She's more a spider coated in candy.))

It wasn't just the video that Trishia had. But certainly, the video was as important.

"You think I need the Students' Records? I've been there myself, and all its files have been rewritten down in parchment. Like I would, I'd try to offer something I already have. In this case, I am already trying to help you. It hurts my ego, so I hide it in a deal."

Being honest was a pain for Trishia, but she was offering help and still they did not bend. Dead people were weird.

And to answer Airmid's question, Trishia cleared her throat, "Airmid, we've already met in shady places. This is a gathering of dead people. Each of you have different views on destiny. What else could spark a fight? Plus, you pretty much already talked about yourselves, which is information I already want. I'm not very picky when it comes to time."

Perhaps Trishia thought it best to disclose her main reason. "Plus, you guys were entartaining as hex. I got a good laugh out of that. That's all I ever needed from you guys." She laughed, a true genuine, enjoying-yourself laugh and tossed the film in the fireplace.