Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-933831-20130609044857/@comment-933831-20130616061238

Cicilia felt the pressure in the air just before the ice angel sent his freezing attack. As it turned out, the girl's fragile body was incapable of getting the others out. No matter, she didn't need anything from them. The possessed tailor swept a hand in front of herself, then arced around her. The distortion it created swallowed the girl up and placed her back on the streets, just outside her tailor shop.

"Damn thugs... Now I have to wipe the girl's memories of tonight... Or at least disguise it as a nightmare..." She muttered to herself, going up the stairs and laying in bed. Clutching her scissors close to her heart, Cicilia fell asleep. But at least now she was safe, unlike the other girls, unfortunately...

(Alright, pulling out of the RP. Torr seems to be leading it, so I'll leave that as is.)