Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24530736-20140514221319/@comment-24260323-20140518062259

(In this vain attempt to restore the posting order)

"Well let's hope it won't come to that, Argent. From what I could tell from my last meeting with her; she's essentric, not stup-"

Ferron was about to finish her sentance when she felt an unreal sensation coming from her body like something in her chest was trying to leave; almost felt as if her soul was being pulled out of her current body.

The moment she blinked, she found herself looking at Argent standing near the cliffs.

"That would mean..."

Ferron quickly looked down and saw a black prosthetic arm. A warm smile grew on her face as she was now in her own body after the morning's harrowing experience, but it soon faded away after remembering that she could only feel the cold lifelessness of the prosthetic against her stump.

Almost losing track of time, she realized that Argent was still there.

"Argent, are you alright? I think were back to normal. C'mon, it's almost time for first period. You need to get back to class, while I try to find Rosanne and sort out this mess."