Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5726563-20131008005529/@comment-5431934-20131009032220

Cri, still covering his eyes with his hand, with his fingers open just enough to allow him to see where he was going, grabbed one of Messer's shirts and headed out after him, calling back to his remaining teammates to come on. He saw Mess strolling down the hallway, thankfully without anybody else in sight. He caught up to hi- her, and tapper her on the shoulder, averting his eyes.

"Mess. Put on the bloody shirt." he said, thrusting it at him.