Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27950523-20160707025819/@comment-27950523-20160810215941

Cali looked where the knife had been expertly thrown, sticking to the wall with a firm thunk after meeting its traget. Then her eyes slowly dragged back onto Quinn. They flicked back to the knife again, then to Quinn.

She isn't going to throw one of those at me...is she?

It was amsusing, really to see any form of aggression from her otherwise diminutive girlfriend.

Cali slowly closed her eyes, composing herself, before opening them and staring, again, into Quinn's.

"But I do have to promise you things Quinn...I have to promise you everything. You're my girlfriend, my mate. In order for this to work between us there has to be truths...compromises. How else will you trust me? So I promise that I'll never leave you for anything or anyone else."

That is...unless you want me to''. ''

Cali didn't say this thought outloud. It was painful just thinking on it alone. Absurd even.

Hesitantly she reached out a hand to stroke Quinn's tear stained cheek with the same gentleness she would have touching precious, porcelain glass on an antique doll.

"Don't cry anymore? Please?"