Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5290299-20140708022951

The rain collided with the ground, sounding similar to marbles crashing on hardwood floor echoed through the station. The april showers have hit in the middle of the month, granting Vale the water it needed. Thunder rumbled in the night sky, flashes of lightling breaking through the clouds every now and again.

Liadan Dormant walked through the station, wearing her signature outfit but without her icnoic hat. Her weapon was strapped at her left side. She walked aimlessly through the dark halls. Not many people were there to begin with, but as the day faded the halls of the station began to dim, people vanished.

Liadan no longer possessed the lgiht in her eyes. She was excrusiatedly tired, but did not show it. Her appearance, the aura around her gave off the feeling of one who went without days of sleep due to some sort of trauma. She had traveled along the railroads for days. Within a few weeks, the TOL would be in working operation. She, who funded the train's creation, the one who cleared the path ofr the tracks to be made over the ocean, she would be given the distinct honor of being the VIP.

Alas, she was not looking forward toit, and neither was the family. She was recently reinstated, but being welcomed back with warm hugs was not what she was given. In fact, she was welcomed with cold glares and death threats. No suprising. She left the family, both for selfish and selfless feelingsl She wanted to protect her team member from his family, and so announced LAPZ would go rogue with a rather spectacular send off. She was planning on using this time to leave hte fmaily and cool off form the pressure they placed on her.

Naturally she was forced back into the family, but she managed to delete any trace of her team. While she was set on now helping the family, they wouldn't have any of it and treated her like an outsider. Her parents were no where to be found, and her only pillar was Flannery, who was busy constantly and spending less and less time with Liadan.

Liadan was tired physically and mentally. But there was nothing she could do about it. The girl boarded the final train leaving the station for Vytal. The train would take several hours, and the girl hoped ot get some rest. Grey eyes watched the nearly dark scenery as the train moved.

The girl walked three steps forward. Her body collided with the nearby train booth. Her body sid against the door.

Her narcolepsy was threatning to once again drift her off to sleep. Perhaps this time she could let it. tanding up wi hth last of her strength, she opened the door of her compartment and closed it. However the door wasn't locked. THe girl slumpt on her seat, her head agaisnt the window, listening to the rain as it colided agaisnt her window. 