Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170617000931/@comment-13615389-20170619030521

Vidic sat by the creek with one leg arched another straight, gazing over the water contemplatively. Robin sat down beside him, straightening out his leather jacket.

"Saw ye up there, wrestling that cultist bitch." Vidic noted without looking over to his friend. "Did ye kill her?" Robin nodded. Vidic looked pleased. Or, about as pleased as he could look what with all that had gone down. They shared a moment of silence together as the duo looked over the stream before Robin spoke up.

"I couldn't save the other one." Vidic turned to look at Robin quizically.

"What?"

"The redhead, Gwenna." He elaborated quietly.

"Lad, ye didny get her killed and ye aren't a miracle worker. No one expected you to." Vidic attempted to be reassuring, but this wasn't really a situation he dealt with often. Robin didn't say anything after that, thinking to himself instead. He could've taken his shot more discreetly, tried to kill Miss Ellie before she noticed him. But he knew Vidic wouldn't agree with him no matter what he said, and so elected to remain silent. He was so close to her when it happened, the image of her innards being removed was just stung into his eyes. Vidic patted him on the shoulder and stood up, stretching. "Get some drink in ye, Holt. That always makes me feel better." The Imperial walked away to go set up his sleeping quarters. Robin sat on the banks alone.