Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160421214950/@comment-5583506-20160425193143

Sari was sitting outside the inn, crouching on a bench with her chin resting on her knees and her arms wrapped around them, staring indifferently out into the city streets. It seemed as if Shakti's wish for a clean slate wouldn't come into fruition. In fact things were even worse than they were before. Gabriel and Zaydate were mocking her beloved sister behind her back, and there was no way for Shakti to defend herself against such cruelty, seeing as she would never know what that ordeal was all about since she couldn't even remember what had happened to her. It sickened her.

And now she had made an enemy of them both.

''This clean slate just turned out to be fucking great... ''she reflected.

She wanted to cry. To bemoan just what a mess things had turned out, but she found it hard to let her feelings out. She was tired and gloomy. Suri was out there somewhere, her heart filled with hatred and butchering brigands left and right. Shakti was an amnesiac wreck with no future, no rainbow waiting for her at the horizon. Siri was still the scaredy cat who neither could nor would let herself get involved in the greater game. And here she was... Trying to protect her sister yet instead made enemies of people she would have once been proud to call friends... maybe even family... All of that seemed so distant now. It felt as if Shakti's relationship with Gabriel could as well have taken place in another world... another time... Centuries ago... And that this was some new world created by...

''Hell, if this one knows... Everything is just messed up...''

She couldn't leave Shakti's side though. Shakti would have wanted them to stick true to the cause to stop Tharn. Yet how was Sari supposed to uphold that promise when she just had made foes of two former allies within the group? When the girls had been little Shakti had always been there for them. When the boys on the Waterfront district had been calling them names and pulled at their tails, poking fun at them, Shakti had been there to drive them off. With violence if necessary. Shakti would always be the pride in their lives. If something went awry they always had her to look up to for guidance.

''What sort of sister would Sari be if she never can repay that favor? She will stand by you to the end, sister. No matter how much they whisper behind your back, without you being the wiser, Sari will always love you and support you. Suri will always love and support you. Siri will always love and support you. We are the Gutter Cats... and we do not yield...''