Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27968758-20160103144129/@comment-24685738-20160104230149

Hawke chuckled, pushing Scire down into the chair and sitting down on his lap. "You don't sound so sure, Lover Boy."

Diana laughed at that. 'Pouty.' If only he knew the half of it. "Just some things are being dragged back up, I guess." She mused, before flipping her hair over her shoulder and taking a long draft of the ale.

"So, what's your deal?" She imitated. "You got this whole... mysterious thing going on."