Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24301343-20140731053900/@comment-933831-20140811060902

Bianca walked through the courtyard of Beacon, her flame cutter bouncing against her side. She glared around, not liking all the clutter. She could feel a lot of anxiety, though she didn't understand why. For most, being launched into a forest full of creatures that have been mankinds assailants since the very beginning would be cause for panic. For Bianca, such a thing would be like a six year old getting launched into an Ice Cream Parlor.

The girl merely looked around the massive room, sitting in the corner and cleaning her Flame cutter. She glanced around occasionally, but was otherwise in her sleeping bag, waiting for others to fall asleep first.