Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150328222815/@comment-3293219-20150329002053

Arrietty's eyes slowly opened as she began to hear some sort of commotion inside the cave, multiple footsteps echoing and even voices, they sounded familiar... The Breton decided to play dead to make sure, so that she was able to listen into their conversation.

Her suspicions were confirmed, it was Kay and Dacian, discussing their recent encounter with Nissa and she heard everything, Kay's decietful nature enraged her, even in her weakened state. She practically felt her veins glow as the hateful fires began to form inside them as she realised that all of this had been for nothing, other than the Imperial's personal grudge over a man of all things. She almost broke out of her pretend sleep but decided against it as she still wasn't sure about how she felt...

Arrie rolled onto her back as soon as everything was settled and then rolled onto her right side, her left arm still hurt like hell as Cato had only popped it back into its socket a few hours ago and the rest of her was still getting used to not being a twisted salad. She looked like a wreck, her skin pale, eyes bloodshot and her black eye stood out more than ever. However, none of this was a concern to her right now...

She slowly crawled out of her sleeping bag, wincing with every movement as she crawled towards the food crate and peered inside as she proceeded to rummage around inside.

"You could have just asked me to get it for you..." Cato reminded her, not bothering to look up from his page.

The Breton just ignored him as she was too hungry to care and she didn't expect anyone else to do it. They didn't give a shit if she died, so why would they go out of their way to feed her, whilst she lay broken in a sleeping bag? She pulled an apple out of the box and bit into it, enjoying something for the first time in what felt like days.