Board Thread:Important Logs/@comment-25687356-20171017213941/@comment-25955740-20171022200403

“ They aren’t one of my own. They aren’t apart of me. ” That was her first thought, that was the start of her thought from before. At the start of all this. Her judgement was wrong. And she regret it. It was too late now. So. She had to carry and stomach it for the remaining of her life. Hope of the Pyre wasn’t having it, wasn’t going to allow a word and now. It seemed, she got her false wish that she said in a sense of dislike and disgust at some point—They were enemies. Enemies of two different levels. How could she feel so heartbroken, but so disgusted towards them?   Shrugging at the harsh words of Krensh, she stepped ahead and from this point, she didn’t know what to express or what to say, she felt sick and disgusted; full of sorrow and anger that she always attempted to build up—When Ieyasu’s words came around spitting venom. Liara just stared with the tilt of her head, not saying nor murmur another word. Everything felt such a haze and she didn’t want to see what emotion was going to break her first.   New world. Old world logic. It wasn’t that simple in her mind, but her heart skipped a beat—Debating with herself. She turned to the treeline they just escaped from and allow everyone to do as they saw fit. She hardly cared. She couldn’t care. As far as she could tell, what the Hope of the Pyre said, along with Ieyasu. Possibly, Ieyasu words hit her the hardest, considering he actually helped her in the past. She just didn't express it. Those were true. Everyone wanted to cry, break down and as of recently, she learned. With the words of someone, she should withhold her emotions. Conceal them.. Until she couldn’t anymore. But. She already did that. She had a few darker thoughts in mind with holding such emotions… Passing by Ares , she didn’t bother to look at him, but gave him a set, or attempted to give him a set of nice words. “ Thank you for hitting me out of the way of danger. I suppose .” She said in a murmur of words, attempting to be thankful, she guessed. Pulling her umbrella from her back. Opening it and stabbing the base hilt of the umbrella into the ground. Right by the treeline of where a life just happened to be lost.   It wasn’t much as a grave, but her steel umbrella always weigh her down and Water deserved a grave of some kind—Pulling a piece of paper from her body, she poked herself in the wrist to draw blood. Using her blood as an ink, it was all she had. Liara hadn’t never been good at these things, but she had morals within this state. She didn’t know anything about them, hardly anything, but. She went with the first thing in mind. Writing along the paper. A set of words. She got a bell from her pocket and silk string, and tied it under her umbrella, away from the rain and storms that would undoubtedly come by. A few spiders found themselves dancing on the umbrella and left behind. She hoped it would stay up with the times. Just to be a reminder. Guess. Even in this world. Loss is the same. And she couldn’t escape her past. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">Turning her back away after setting this up, she pulled her arm guard back over her wrist and began to walk— <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:700;font-style:italic;white-space:pre-wrap;">Kyo <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> made her own path, <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:700;font-style:italic;white-space:pre-wrap;">Ieyasu <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">joined up with the <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:700;font-style:italic;white-space:pre-wrap;">Pyre <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">. And <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:700;font-style:italic;white-space:pre-wrap;">Umut <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">with <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:700;font-style:italic;white-space:pre-wrap;">Ozai <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">. She didn’t really want to be near anyone, she didn’t really feel the ‘team vibe’ being strong within her and her internal instinct called with these reckless emotions of anger outweighing this feeling of sorrow inside of her. She seemed to be heading in the direction of the Hope of the Pyre, but, she actually took a sharp turn to walk her own way. Taking a devour in a sense. Using her spiders as a means guide her towards her goal, considering, they knew where they were suppose to be going. Yes. She even abandoning <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:700;font-style:italic;white-space:pre-wrap;">Nobu <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">, the easily lost. Though. It seemed <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:700;font-style:italic;white-space:pre-wrap;">Kyo <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">was with <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:700;font-style:italic;white-space:pre-wrap;">Nobu <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">, and Kyo had a spider. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">Foolish. Foolish. Foolish. She hardly cared. She just wanted to go to the post. So. She was trying to head that way.