Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170424155034/@comment-26854056-20170607203036

When Elizabeth started spurting out words laced heavily in compulsion, his sapphire eyes glazed over, almost giving into the compulsion until Harvard snapped him out of it. Unfortunately, the clash of the two mental influences caused an excruciating migraine to rip through his scalp. He winced, gripping onto his forehead as he smiled apologetically at the two, the influences cancelling out each other.

"...S-Sorry Liz. It's probably just my medication acting up again. Can you repeat that?"

Elizabeth hid her scowl underneath the handkerchief, but let her eyes stay calm and kind, despite glaring daggers at Harvard.

"It's alright pet. Go and sort yourself out in the bathroom. We'll wait here. Won't we, Lindberg?"

Leon flinched slightly, glancing at Harvard with a confused glance before quietly excusing himself to the bathroom. Once his footsteps were no longer audible, Elizabeth quickly turned to Harvard, dropping the scrap of fabric from her face to reveal a deep-set scowl, her eyes scathing. Although she didn't say anything, she didn't need to. Just from the look of her eyes, she looked like she was about to kick a puppy with a knife taped to the end of her shoe.

What do you think you're doing?