Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150807001143/@comment-27226023-20150823043322

@ Nyx, Dexven and Sola

Calli had a ultimatum: To help a friend or battle a witch.

Eldhrimnir had chosen to occupy herself with that demon girl. Aria had her attention on Calli. Calli was afraid that if she made any move towards the now knocked out Sam she would notice the helpless state he was in and likely finish the job for Eldhrimnir. Unless.

''No. Don't think like that. Sam isn't...''

Sam is human

No no no no...

Sam lost a lot of blod.

''He can't be. He's too stubborn. He'll jump up and start singin' a silly song...''

Sam might be dead.

Calli felt sick. So sick she couldn't move. So sick she instead was paralyzed. On her hands and knees staring at the ground blankly with tears falling freely from her eyes. Aria beat her around. And good. Knocking her against walls using wind, kicking her face, punching her gut anything she could do that induced pain for the little coyote pup.

Calli didn't show much reaction to it. Rather she allowed it. This is what she deserved after all. Allowing a friend to die. Being so careless. Stupid. Cold. Dead. Wind. Stone. Pain.

I...I dont think I care anymore.