Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-4681758-20140320232139/@comment-5290299-20140404185242

Flannery watched him carefully. She would admit the boy was adaptable, but so was she. She limited her skills, it was time to release them. Seeing the boy back up, she did nothing. She waited there, watching him. Slowly, time began to slow down for her.

Her prescence began to die out, like she wasn't even there anymore, and yet there she was, standing in front of him. Yet she was like a statue. Her eyes never left his body.