Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26958589-20160917011945/@comment-26958589-20160917032911

"I- You can't," Obsidian spluttered out, eyes widening. This was not good. His eyes darted between Scythe and the path he was meant to be heading out on. What on earth was he meant to do now? He could make a run for it (Track and Shield was a particularly fond past time for him), but his crutches would only get in the way and his muscles would pay the price later. Sighing, Obsidian resigned. "My friend is out there, I think. I can't go home without her." Sheepishly, he looked to the ground. '''"I know I lied, I didn't want to get her into trouble. I was only out to get her home but.." Obsidian regained eyecontact with the other student. '''Thank god he was a lot better at white lying than telling bigger lies.