Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5290299-20140428031950/@comment-5290299-20140506030517

Flannery continued to run, pacing herself, even though she was running at her fastest speed. She couldn't run into the crowd, innocent people mgiht get hurt, despite her chances for living increasing dramatically. Even so, she couldn't stay in these alleyways, she would be corned and easily killed. All she could do now was run in circles till she came up with a plan. vene so, with each turn, she was beginning to guess where her attacker was.

''He seemes to be attacking form behind, but he isn't. His blasts seem to graze me when I am close at a diagnal angle. Same with the knives. But they are usually coming form North and East, when she was turning. Meaning, he is somewhre in fornt of me!''