Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-9087084-20130804012953/@comment-9087084-20130806021710

Marianne looked at Micheal. "Yeah I'm fine...is he alright?" She looked at the man Friagne was attempting to modify. ''"Weird." ''she thought. "He doesn't look like someone Friagne would convert. That thing has some strange tastes."

A creaking sound was heard, and Marianne looked up. Friagne was running itself through the ice spikes, until it landed on the floor. Its lower half revealed portrusions coming from its legs that ended in knives. Soon enough, it lunged at Micheal, aiming to impale him.

Friagne's upper half crawled towards Marianne, covering the distance between them. Marianne ignited her flames once more. "Damn! Why won't this thing just die-" She yawned. She couldn't control it. Soon, her eyes became heavy, and she found herself curling up on the floor. "Sleepy....I wanna....sleep..."

Friagne's gloved hands wrapped around her ankles, dragging a now sleeping Marianne towards itself. Ready to be converted...