Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7489529-20140210024449/@comment-24261822-20140215180433

Tired and bleeding, Talen looked down from the middle of climbing the cliff to see that everyone was starting to falter; Camo had made it to the top, but not without taking a nasty claw to the abdomen. The other pair was at the cliff face now, but Tanner had was fatigued and had sustained damage, and was struggling to carry himself. ''I was hoping not to use this stuff for my first ever combat for Beacon, but desperate times. . . ''Pulling a couple loaded syringes out of his pocket, Talen fastened needles to both of them and dropped them for the pair below. They were filled with a drug cocktail of pain reducers and adrenaline; this would let injured individuals do whatever they need to without feeling pain for a while. ''But boy does the crash afterwards suck. Well, I guess it beats death though.''

"Guys, take this! It should give you enough juice to climb the wall!"

Talen looked back up to the top of the cliff, and shouted to his partner.

"Camo, I think we need some crowd control while they climb!"