Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150321160853/@comment-3293219-20150324154115

(I thought that they might have had some history at some point. :P)

Arrietty had long since zoned out, though her eyes were open, she wasn't really that awake, her thoughts weren't at least...

Arrie just gazed out, into the darkness, her mind thinking back to better days, lingering on warm beds and mother's soup... All of these memories were scattered as she heard the slightest 'thud' in the distance.

The Breton's eyes widened as she gasped, swiftly sitting up as she tried to get a better look at the darkness, looking at any sign of movement...

But... Nothing...

At this point, the Breton slowly dismissed it as her overractive imagination and slowly settled back down... As soon as her back touched the stone behind her, she heard the definite footstep again.

This time, she didn't have much time to react, as another step immediately followed and another... Before she knew it, a wooden mask fell through the darkness and the ten foot Assailant loomed over her once more.

Through being startled and once again coming face to face with her worst fear, Arrietty screamed out, the sound of which echoed throughout the tower...