Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24012109-20141128025103/@comment-24012109-20150527054325

"No, it's alright. You're not much of a talker, anyway. Plus I feel as though if I didn't tell you, you'd probably think I was hiding something more. You know that isn't good for a leader to do that to his teammates. Or even my future health, heh.", he tilted his head slightly, the golden locks sprawling around. He might as well tell her anyway. Maybe if he conveyed it in a way that wasn't harsh, she wouldn't punch him as hard as her stomps were.

Sitting up, he stared at Ange waiting for her to turn back around to start the tale of why he ended up in the infirmary. His face looked rather grim talking about his father, but it was something he was almost sure of.

"So this is as it happened, Ange. It all began at the edge of the Emerald Forest yesterday..."

Carol went on to tell the first bits of the story. Namely, he was out during the preparation for the Festival. He wanted to see if there were any interesting gossip or perhaps to get a special deal on any type of kissing booth. However, it truly began when he heard two older hunters talking about 'A hunter deep in the Forever Falls who was dispatching Grimm like sliced tomatoes'. After some talk, he learned that the guy is fairly old, and had the unmistakable power of white lightning. Sure, he had only heard stories of his father, but he had no clue of what he seemed like. Mildly interested, he took a relatively short trip to the Forever Falls, on the search for a Grimm Outbreak.

"...at that point, 'white lightning' was almost unmistakable. While not too different, the Dempsey bloodline have always had some sort of electricity based ability or another. Sylvester in specific wielded white lighting, sorta like mine but my lightning is yellow. I had to find out if it was really him or not."