Board Thread:Important Logs/@comment-25687356-20170925211950/@comment-25955740-20170929010203

Naive. She hadn’t ever realized not everyone was as whole hearted as herself. Reckless. She happened to be running into quite a rude group—Good hearts couldn’t and wouldn’t always win the game. To the fastest of her ability to run and catch up with the others, however, quite a few of them were a bit too fast for her.. Had she been out of her league? Of course.. She couldn’t ever be content being in her own league and thus, she always reached to the farthest she could—Biting back, it always bit back.   Steadily catching up, if she could call it that. It all fail apart. Turning to face her, one of the boy’s reacted in quite the opposite way a teammate would or someone who cared would—Caught within her own motion. Her violet hues narrowed at the boy, Krensh, she believed he was named and to this, making seals that flew over her head. His smile taunted her, stealing her smile away and with that smile gone, that cheerful and kind smile, she expressed a distaste and a sense of disappointment towards this person; if it wasn’t against her, she would’ve been colored impressed. Forming between them, the group and herself, the ground started to lift and now she had a problem, as this ground lifted a few feet in front of her and she couldn’t simply just stop on a dime.   Running to her fastest ability, if she tried to stop on an instant. She’ll only hurt herself more. So. She reacted last second or last minute, she already accepted the fact she was going to run into this, whatever it was. Caught on three feet mark with between her and this massive wall, she had to think fast. The moment both feet found themselves on the ground, she hopped upward and flying a bit forward, call her stupid or call her dumb…Caught in her full momentum and jumping, she quickly spun to where her right side, so her body’s right side took the ugliest part of the impact as she quite literally jumped into the wall. Impacting three feet on the wall the whole right side of her body, mainly her arm, felt this throbbing ache and pain. She couldn’t but grind her teeth together a bit as a small sound of pain released from her lips, she hardly had been cushioned by her clothes and the cloak she wore—Indeed though, it did help as she slid down the wall, all the way to the ground and to her knees for a moment.   A moment was a second, but she needed three after that display of fuckery. Turning her back to the wall that formed, she sat there for a moment—Quite literally. She sat there for a moment. Back pressed into wall, sitting on the ground, her knees to her chest as she curled her left arm around them. Her forehead pressed into her knees. Had she been defeated so easily? Was she sad?