Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-10329577-20130611060635/@comment-9087084-20130614005610

Logan jerked back his hand just in time. Another moment, and it would have been a block of ice. He turned his head in the direction of ice girl. "Scary..." he thought. He then turned his head towards the girl with the laptop. Or rather, what used to be one. Apparently, ice girl had frozen that as well. He couldn't see her, but he could guess laptop girl was getting annoyed. ''"Best not to get involved. Don't wanna be called an instegator....again." ''Sighing, the boy began prying off the extra ice that clung to Marianne's lips.

"Man it sticks on good....ice girl must be powerful." he mused. With a final pull, Logan yanked off the ice chips from Marianne's chin....only to have it begin bleeding as a result. Logan felt the sticky substance. He didn't need to see it to know that it was blood. "You have got to be kidding me...." he grumbled. Reaching over, the boy grabbed the napkins they had left, and began throughly cleaning Marianne's wound. The girl in question simply remained sleeping, oblivious of the frustration she was now causing to her partner.