Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-933831-20130604074342/@comment-933831-20130619062130

Caccia focused on healing herself, her void whiskers prodding and digging into her wounds, keenly directing her flesh in how to heal. Without her telepathy on, she mentally screamed, power rushing through her body as the flesh rebuilt itself. Exhausted, she joined the others at the door, hoping for the key.

".....You promised me a key girl. Find it." She said, small sharp barbs growing out of her armor as the voice was quite noticably enraged.