Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20151224155202/@comment-5583506-20151227065352

She had wanted to say something else, anything really, whilst she still had the chance to talk to someone who wasn't going to refer to her as "bitch" all the time. But before she had a chance to do so, Tanner had already walked away.

She rubbed her hand over the wound in her head, it was still bleeding. She knew well enough that she was not an easy person to like. In retrospect that was the reason why she never really engaged in meaningful conversations. But just to talk... about anything really, made things in her life so much easier. She regretted not having the time to ask more about Tanner, seeing as she could have gone on for hours talking about things in general whilst there was still available time.

Tomorrow was another day, and her work with keeping Kriegz in line resumed, and her constant hunt for the cultists as well as trying not to be killed by a homocidal computer. She wrapped herself up in the trenchcoat once again and dozed off, this time managing to keeping herself steady against the wall.