Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26854056-20170305121938/@comment-28759676-20170305194430

Days had passed. Rin had no idea how her daughter was faring. The ambition of hunger gnawed at her belly, but she endured it. It was almost time for Kaneki to come anyway. Speak of the devil, he passed through the doors into the room in which she was chained. Rin smiled with her head bent over. She would embrace her old self again. Kaneki crossed over to her, fingering the whip in his hands. "Another lovely day, isn't it?" She didn't struggle or scream in response. Odd. Kaneki noticed this too, resulting in him arching his eyebrow in suspicion. Rin was motionless, her fraying hair plastered to her face with sweat, her hands hanging from behind the chair with the chain.

"Oh? Frog in your throat?"

Kaneki grinned, before taking off the fabric that covered her mouth. Still no scream. His honey-like voice now hardened. "Speak, girl. You're worrying me.You can't die on me yet." Rin raised her head, her expression blank and apathetic, yet a sly smile tugged at her lips. "Not dead yet," she rasped. "But I've come to a conclusion.

I will bring you Quail Treolark."