Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20150907231134/@comment-24416658-20151108025502

At the Fort, Nacoma stormed back onto the Howland. Hafleikr look slightly surprised, Anastasia recoiled, and Seiriol lifted her aviator goggles.

"Something went wrong, huh?" Seiriol asked. Nacoma huffed.

"BOB went wrong," she said, "I just spoke to dad and the General. The Battalion's got some major problems. The Pilgrims are all on high alert, and Dad's ordered me back to Beacon until I'm needed."

"Hey," Anastasia suddenly said, "Why can't we join your group? IT doesn't seem that hard." Hafleikr scoffed. Nacoma turned to Anastasia.

"It's not easy," she said, "I was technically born into it. You, on the other hand, have to do initiation." Anastasia crossed her arms and pouted. Nacoma moved towards the pilot's seat.

"Take us back to Beacon," she said, "I get the feeling that this is nowhere near over." Seiriol nodded, and they took off.