Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7489529-20151003120809

Albastru sat in the chair, arms crossed. The room was pure white, and the light glared in his eyes. He was one of the Beacon students selected in a program offered by Atlas to help weed out crime in Vale. An Atlesian officer had given him the details. There was a white fang operative lurking in the city's slums. He was to tail this operative, find out what he's up to, and if necessary, stop him. Nodding, Albastru stood up. Walking out through a door and down a hallway, it became clear that he was on an airship. Looking down, he saw the slums rushing past. Eventually, they slowed to a stop, amd a large door in the back of the ship opened.

"Good luck, Mr. Aripa." 