Honora Castellum

Crest: I keep my gaze of anger back at Jessie, losing all semblance of trust I had in her that moment.

But I let go of her arm at Sam's word.

Artisan: "Why did you do that Jess?"

Folds her arms obviously not talking-

"It's okay..." I look down, "I'll go if it makes you feel better, Jessie."

brb feel free to continue without me for a bit

Ignores her and starts walking away-

I sigh, the tears starting to come, feeling like I just ruined everything. "I'm sorry..." My words come out as a soft whisper and I start running in the opposite direction of Jessie, letting go of Crest.

Crest: I run after Sam to catch up with her.

Artisan: I should've known things were going too well..

I run after Jessie.

Is in her garden looking cross-

I don't know this place very well, so I just stop running when I reach a dark, shadowy spot and sit down, hugging my legs close to my chest, laying my head down on my knees and crying into them. I'm pretty hard to see, since my long, dark brown hair falls in front of my face and legs.

Crest: I sit quietly next to her and hold her close to me, not trusting myself to say anything.

Artisan: I sit with Jessie, "Jess what was that about?"

I don't like you with her. -says crossly-

I hug him and just cry into him, muttering, "I'm sorry..." Over and over again. I've ruined things. I always ruin things...

Crest: "It's not your fault, Jessie is irrational."

Artisan: "She's just a friend, Jess!"

You like her more then me.

I don't reply, not knowing what to say. I feel horrible... Guilty... I don't know what I did wrong to make her angry with me, but either way, I probably deserved it.

Crest: "She's fanatically devoted to Artisan, seeing you hug him set her off."

Artisan: "babe, (ooc and ic) that's ridiculous!"

Ooc I know.

Ic Is not!

Ooc gtg night!

OOC Wait, I don't remember Sam ever hugging Artisan... O_o

IC I just curl up into Crest's arms, like a hurt child would to their mother or father. "She knows I'm with you... Doesn't she?"

OOC Oh sorry, I misread, my bad

IC

Crest: "it won't matter to her." Not even the most concealing mask in the world could hide my bitter loathing for Jessie now. Gaining my trust was a daunting enough task, but regaining my trust once lost was virtually impossible.

Artisan: "Is too!" I reply childishly.

OOC well I'm off for the night, sorry bye!

OOC Okay, night guys!

IC Once again, I don't know what to say. I just close my eyes, letting a few more tears slip out of my eyes.

Shakes her head no-

Crest: "Don't cry dearest.."

Artisan: "Jessie, this is ridiculous! Sam's with Crest!"

"I'm sorry..." I whisper, "I'm so sorry...." I hug onto him tightly, trying to stop the tears from coming for Crest.

And?

Crest: "Don't be sorry, it's fine.." I tell her comfortingly.

Artisan: "AND? What AND?! You think I'd do anything to betray you much less piss off Crest?"