T A S T E - O F - S A N D (sample rp)

[CrimsonMoon]

" you call suicide 'whimsical'?" She challenges softly

[Light]

"Yes," he stubbornly confirms, "I do."

[CrimsonMoon]

" Thando you think murder is too?" She asks softly

[Light]

"Depends." He looks away, "Put that down," he grunts, meaning the glass share she was holding.

[CrimsonMoon]

" not as 'whimsical' is it?" She says coldly

[Light]

"/I said it depends/," he growls angrily, "Someone who relishes the action of killing someone might find it so."

[CrimsonMoon]

Chi straightens," What if i knew i would enjoy killing you? Leaving your body for your neohew to trip over when he comes home?"

[Light]

"You can try to do it." He coughs laughing, "See what happens."

[CrimsonMoon]

" i can..." She murmurs and slashes the shard at him but flings it to the ground," But i won't..." Chi turns her back and shows him her bleedin hand," Because than the revolution'll die with me... And i won't have my revenge.."

[Light]

"Mhm." He hums closing his eyes, "dreams are nice."

[CrimsonMoon]

Instead she back hands him," That was for before," was all she replies, turning her back and continuing to tidy up

[Light]

"Before..." He echoes, poking the share with his toe, "oh yeah."

[CrimsonMoon]

She doesnt answer but smiles slightly in her mind

-T I M E . S K I P-

Chi curled up in a corner wrapped in a small ragged blanket, starong at te darkness of the hiuse. The floor was too hard to sleep on and it was too cold to even think about resting comfortably in the first place. She missed Ace and her grandmother.... And the little boy.... Was he warm now?

[Light]

Tau stands up, leaving the room silently. He only stops to pick up a leather satchel before leaving the house, the sun not yet visible in the sky.

[CrimsonMoon]

She watches his sillhouette, wodering if she should strike now...

[Light]

Tau sneezes suddenly, a few mumbles curses leaving him. He glances back where she was, and he picks up the thick blanket he had been using and lightly tosses it over her before moving back to gathering his things.

[CrimsonMoon]

She shifts slghtly in suprise,".... Where are you going..?" She whispers finally

[Light]

"Work." He answers calmly, "I have to meet with some people and organize the construction plans."

[CrimsonMoon]

".... I should come..."

[Light]

"No," he snaps, "you shouldn't. I can't take a willing rebel near the officials I'm to meet."