Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-8182065-20170509041231/@comment-25363089-20180703164024

Margrit was close to the hanger as she could see the airships and other vechiles but upon hearing Amy's request for aid and knowing her son was hurt and in need of some medical aid. Her motherey instinicts wanted to kick in and will her towards her son to be there to comfort him but she knew that they needed to finish this mission as competenly as possible.

While she would have suggested one of Amy's friends to go even she knew that two first years hunters doesn't properly make a full huntsmen.

So with a bitter sigh she responded to the call. "I'll be down there in a moment. Have the most able body prisoners at the ready. Those who are old enough to have combative training I'll give them some weapons and they will be with me. The younger of them will be with you Amy.

You can lead them to hanger and secure the area as well as help any of those injured or too old on board. The rest will be with me and we will continue to search for any other prisoners. After that if none are found or if I don't some how return within..let say one hour or less. You are to consider the worst and leave right away.". Every word she spoke felt vile to her but she knew more than; These kids could ever know that not all missions went smoothly and she was prepared for the worst.

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Nickelae could barely hear Rina's voice it sounded like he was hearing her underwater or through a busted radio. All he could to keep conscious was to do as she told him. Which was to climb those stairs but his vision was fading and as he looked over at Rina; He couldn't make out her features to well and instead he thought he saw for the briefist of moments his girlfriend Hoshi right beside.

To which it got a bit of a smirk from him as he chuckled a bit.

"Ye..ye..I..know..know..Hoshi..But..We.". Nickelae motioned at Rina weakly with his free hand at her and him. "We both know..that..you could...easily..carry..my..pardon..my Mistrialian..But..You could easily carry..mu..arse..Why does the stairs..look like moutains.". He spoke incoheretaintly as he was actively trying to fight the black out and pain.