"I don't have family," she yelled. "They're dead."

Gandal sighed and mumbled something which went past her ears. He blinked and teleported, reapearing on the top of a church.

She sighed. People need to stop disappering on me, she thought. She stood and walked to a stream and filled her flask. As she mumbled to herself, something rustled in the nearby tree.

Gandal teleported again, behind Marluxia in a sea of trees. He hid, he needed to give her space, she was in a distraught mood. He sighed again.

She stood and closed her flask. She shouted. She needed to release her anger. "Why?!" She remebered her mother, brother, sisters and father. She knelt by the stream and began to cry. "Why?" she whispered. She hiccuped. Tears streamed down her face, her head in her hands. Her black hair fell around her face.

(what's happening here?)

((I am following Marluxia and I want to help her... Nothing special))

(where are you's?)

(By a stream. You should see smoke rising from the trees and hear me yelling from hatred.)

Gandal teleported again, this time behind the girl, 'I am sorry.' He said in a quiet voice.

She removed her head from her hands to look at him. "For what?" she asked, tears streaming down her face.

(what's happening here?)

(Admin finally comes back and says he is sorry for something or other. I don't really know what's going on. I haven't RPed in this for ages.)

(mind telling me where we are?)

(By a stream. That is like the one thing I do know.)

Just sat on a rock by the stream dipping her feet into the crystal clear water.

She wiped her tears away and tried to stand. "Who are you?" she called to a girl nearby who was sitting by the same stream a little further up.

"I could ask you the same thing." The girl said not looking up.

"I asked first. Who are you?" She had settled and was talking sternly.

The girl sighed. "I'm Just." She said looking up to revival eyes who's colour was in flux.

She almost gaped (almost)when she saw Just's eyes. Her sister had eyes like that. She snapped out of her mini trace. "My name is Marluxia. What are you doing here?"

(I have No Idea)
"Try to decide what to do with my life." She said moving her feet in the water.

(I can't make that decision for you. I kinda forgot what this role play is about )

"O, kay." She didn't know what to say. She sat down on the ground and held her knees to her chest, thinking about the death of her little sister.

"What's wrong?" Just asked felling Marluxia's sadness like a heavy fog in the air.

"Nothing. Don't concern yourself with my problems," she said defensivly.