Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5290299-20130919213800/@comment-15792134-20140112045725

Urdin had began to get up before Zaffre jumped up instead. Urdin's mouth hung open and his hand up, frozen as if he were caught in the middle of speech. He closed his mouth and lowered his hand a bit before commenting.

"I can get a map. I only hurt ONE of my arms." He chuckled a bit, which made his side hurt and his smile turned into a wince of pain as he wrapped his arm around himself. He took the map from the blonde once she found it. He spread it on the table. He had to go over some lessons his father had taught him about navigation. He found where they had left, looked out the window to find the sun. Comparing it to the airship he deduced which direction they were heading though he didn't know how fast they were going or where they would be right now.

He scanned the map, he wasn't very familiar whith the area. Until he noticed a familiar city.

"What about here." He said pointing to the map.

"I know theres a private airfield here for us to refuel at..." He said trailing off. He didn't want to continue, and wished he hadn't pointed it out like that. HE breathed out before continuing.

"I know some people here, we could go to them if we need, to get supplies and rest a bit if needed. Well... maybe. Last time I talked to them, we were on good terms and they are part of the reason I got into Beacon but... I never actually spoke to them after I..." He trailed off again, he took a deep breath before speaking again, griping to himself about hesitating in front of Melira again.

"Their daughter is dead because of me. I really don't know how they'd greet us if they arrived. Either way, if they're still friendly, I know they would give us supplies and probably even pay for our fuel, and no I'm not saying we need the hand outs. They just wouldn't let us pay for ourselves if they knew we were there. If they've forgiven me." At that Urdin shifted in his chair with a wince. Waiting for anyone to agree or object.