Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25119920-20160121042010/@comment-17970636-20160205065652

Frost jumped over a body lying on the ground with a pang of sadness and mowed down any Grimm that dared challenge him.

"Excuse me, pardon me, coming through." he said and dashed straight for Beacon Academy.

I need some dust if I'm going to continue fighting and that means heading over to the dorm. He thought to himself and pulled up his scoll and called his teammate.

"Hey, Frost, where are you dude?" the familiar voice of Oliver rang through and he sighed.

"I'm still at Beacon, fighting these blasted things, heading to our room right now to grab some more supplies, where are you, Reverend and Salem at?" he responded, beheading an Ursa who reared to strike at him.

"Uh, yeah, we're kinda gone? Like I figured you'd take one of those emergency vehicles stationed at the colosseum. But that's no worry, the door's unlocked I think. Hey, I think I left my fleshlight in there do you mind grabbing it for-" Frost cut the call and nearly hurled at the thought of carrying such a thing on him.

Three more Ursa arrived and he growled at them.

"Get. Out. Of. The. Way!" he said and activated his semblance, within seconds, the three Grimm were icicles.