Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26191607-20160820021957/@comment-27115455-20170903165539

((Omg sorry mine is long too ^^;;; and sorry for being late. schools kicking my butt))

Angie winced at visions of running scientists. She couldn't tell if it was more tragic or more terrifying. She quickly took plenty of steps backwards when Scythe gave the word, her button eyes still locked on the dismal flashes from afar. Angie turns her head to Scythe as he begins to talk. "May... maybe we were going the wrong direction?" Angie almost whispered. There was a certain quiver to her speech. She didn't what she was feeling anymore. Sad... afraid... worried... mistaken... She didn't want it to be in the wrong spot. She didn't want to believe that this went all wrong. This was supposed to be fun. The thought sat flat down, rough and jagged, on her head. She couldn't shake it out.

She peered up Scythe once again, her expression couldn't possibly be more stressed. It was hard for her to take what he was saying with even an ounce of hope. "But what happens if it doesn't work?!" Angie screamed, trembling. "This is my fault! It's my fault I bumped into you! I'm always a glitz who can't even take a second to watch where I'm going. And now look where we are! I wasn't paying attention to anything I was doing and look where we are! ...I wanted an adventure and I wanted to have fun. I was being selfish. I didn't think about you at all. And I don't want you to get hurt because of all the silly things I did." Angie looked at the ground, silent