Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24296957-20140612165106/@comment-24416658-20140709140120

Ragnhild held up a hand to the other two students, indicating to stay back. Taking slow, careful steps, Ragnhild moved closer to Akasma.

"Alright now, Aka," she said, calmly making a calming gesture with both hands, "Look at me. Look. At. Me."

Stepping onto the corpse of the Beowulf, Ragnhild took care not to show any emotion, even as the body squished under her. She put one hand on each of Akasma's cleavitars, and gently brought them down.

"It's dead. The Beowulf is dead, and you're alive," Ragnhild hoped her words were getting to him, or she'd be dead in a heartbeat, she guessed. "You're safe. You're with us. I'm your new partner now, and I'll wager they're our team." Ragnhild gestured to the two students behind them.

"Come back to us, Aka," Ragnhild whispered, as she slowly put a hand on his cheek, "We have a long way to go."