Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-4681758-20140731164601/@comment-4681758-20140930202115

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Ciarán's train of thought was interrupted as several explosions circled around him, the only thought on the Faunus's mind was the pain from the shrapnel and the heat of the flames. By the time the explosions subsided, the assassin was gone, and the surrounding trees were engulfed in flames. Sheathing his weapon, Ciarán pulled out the dagger stuck in his leg, and pulled out his grapnel gun from his coat, and was able to get away from the fires before he was trapped.

Limping slowly away from the site of the fire, Ciarán made his way to clearing where he felt relatively safe, and removed his scarf from his face, wrapping it around where he had been stabbed in the leg as a bandage. Pulling out his Scroll, he called Liadan, and panting to catch his breath, was hopeful as she picked up.

"Tell me... You got... Away."