Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20161029044540/@comment-7497475-20170409065516

There was only the briefest moment of confusion felt by Wisteria as Professor Pride picked her up. Then it was a very intense and palpable fear almost overwhelming her. She was used to being carried, but not suddenly or when she was already being moved by someone, or in this case, something else. Going stiff, her heart rate skyrocketed. Even as he continued to talk to her, not a word made it past her ears. Every fibre of her being was being used to try and protect herself.

But Wisteria was in the one situation that she could do nothing in. But thankfully for the group, alternate methods to regain a feeling of safety had been hammered into her head. So with her voice breaking, the words were forced out.

"Put me down. I want down. Stop, stop stopstop...."

Trailing off, there were actually tears appearing from under the helmet. Of course, they would only be noticed if the framework of a huge number of cages forming everywhere around them didn't hold their attention. In truth they posed little threat, being too numerous in number for her to actually build them. The sight of them however, showed no indication of such a thing. Not only that, but the screams of Grimm could be heard, almost in response to her current state.

And behind it all, the sound of trees crashing down to the ground.