Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20140226060557/@comment-24147026-20140226064502

Tuckyr was at a odd loss for words at the sight before him. He always had a comment or even a string of thought to accompany everything he did, but this was beyond comprehension. The loss of life on this scale, did not fail to grasp the young man's emotions. A hard lump forming in his throat that was just a sign, he may lose control of his feelings. This is what the world was like sometimes though, he had to admit that if he was ever going to keep moving on in this line of schooling and work.

He didn't know why he was chosen with these other students though, his team was pretty much nobodies, him included. Maybe this was to learn of what happens if he failed at being a Hunter, or why he made that promise to protect just as the rest of his fellow Hunters had.

Gritting his teeth to help swallow the lump, he continued surveying the wreckage for any sign of life, anything that may have survived whatever did this. All he could find was death, it surrounded him but he wasn't going to let it get to him. That wasn't how Gainsboros rolled, he would do his job diligently and with the same focus he gave in his time training.

Watching the others do the same, collecting and searching, trying to figure out what did this, he couldn't help making a silent promise to the crumbling buildings and the memories they once held; He would make sure whatever cause this would perish before it could do this again.