Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5290299-20140619192348/@comment-24080120-20140621211214

Feral's scroll had a message, a low tone voice talked and confirmed something. He nodded, then he turned his back from the entrance of the drop ship as it slowly closed. Blood looked at him with confusion, his mind was now filled with two questions. He stood in front of Feral and stopped him from proceeding any more further in the drop ship until he gets his answers. "Why did you need me here anyway? huh?!"

Feral looked at him with a cold look.

"Your weapon, brother. If you must know... Your weapon's a unique type of weaponry, and I'm sure you're well aware of the 'red oxygen' effect of it..."

Blood had his eyes wide open when he mentioned that.

"You're planning to kill everyone there using MY weapon?!"

"No... I'm planning to drown everyone in the train with oxygen and make them all fall asleep as we make the plan go in motion... Is it not what you want? no one will get hurt this way..."

Feral was playing it safe, and Blood had a feeling that he was lying.

"This... this isn't like you..."

Feral smirked and said :

"Please, don't make me want to change the plan.... Besides, I have no interest in fighting mere children of Beacon. My time is better spent elsewhere."

Feral's eyes were set on the heist, not in the fighting. But still, something seems very off about him.

"What about that call you received?"

"...Classified."

"...are my friends alright?"

"Of course, we wouldn't want to harm your precious friends, right brother?"

After that conversation, Blood didn't have any more questions. He stepped out of Feral's way, and sat back down beside the girl with lilac hair. He thought that if only his weapon wasn't run by his owm aura, then he could've just given it to Feral. But unfortunately it was.

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<p style="border:0px;font-style:inherit;font-weight:inherit;margin:1em0px;padding:0px;vertical-align:baseline;">Heaven sat there throughout the whole argument between the two. She saw it at as a natural fight between two boys. As they were doing so, she quietly prayed for a safe trip and the success of their mission. Surprisingly, after the argument was done, she was done praying as well. As the blonde, red boy sat beside her again. She glanced at him and smiled. Then, she brought out her harp, hidden underneath her drapes.

<p style="border:0px;font-style:inherit;font-weight:inherit;margin:1em0px;padding:0px;vertical-align:baseline;">She revert it from combat mode to holster mode. Afterwards, she started to ease out the tension of the boy by playing a lovely tune with her harp. Hopefully, the very little thing she did will help him calm down at least. "It's going to be fine. I'm Heaven by the way."

"Yeah thanks.... Blood."

"I see, we both have a beautiful name...."