Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26210095-20161022213310/@comment-26444332-20161107165252

Restia walks up the small green hill, towards the massive cherry--tree at the top. When she reaches it, she finds a familiar silver-haired young man sitting there in the shade, legs tucked under him. Surprisingly, he is dressed in black robes, instead of his usual grey kimono.

'You have dry blood on your face,' he states, not opening his eyes. Kiyo quickly rubs at the corner of her mouth, wiping it off.

'I assume that blood wasn't yours?' he asks.

'It was not. Azael. A tasty little morsel, though the emphasis on little left me unsatisified.'

'I hope you killed him before you ate him?'

'Of course. I'm not so unhealthy as to eat them raw.'

'Well, no matter. What were they after?'

'They got Ascalon.'

'No surprise there. You did let them get away.'

'If I had been trying, they would all have been eaten, yes.'

'Artoria's gone to the council.'

'The Queen of Knights?'

'The same.'

'This ought to be interesting.'