Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20141227060154/@comment-32663439-20150102094346

(When I was reading I was about to say 'why the fuck is he using fear vision?' XD)

Lucina felt very happy. She smiled, and blushed. "Thank you, very much. I think...I think I might like you too." (She's not saying that because of the beauty vision though.)

Fanari woke up. She didn't feel very rested. She just got out of bed, and dragged herself to her desk. She pulled the journal off of the desk, and she lowered herself slowly into the chair. She took her quill and began to write. Her handwriting was sloppy and labored. She pressed hard against the paper, and her hand was shaking. Usually, her handwriting was neat and organized. Not now. After a minute of trying to write, she got angry because she couldn't do it right. She broke the quill and knocked the vial of ink onto the floor. She went back to her bed, laying down. She just laid in bed, not sleeping.