Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20151212055542/@comment-5999656-20160523171233

Fen considered picking up a shard, but doing so was literally like holding a double-edged sword - by the blade. She could just as easily injure herself while trying to hit someone else, and if her hand tightened on it and she missed her target, what would she have? A depleted Aura or a gash in her palm while her enemy was perfectly untouched. No can do. If it came down to it, her training with Grimm Chance should give her an edge in the unarmed department against an untrained mook.

She followed Cyzarine warily. The floor was way too quiet for a place where they'd been holding two prisoners. Either it was a trap or the BOB were really stupid. She wasn't betting on the latter.

Footprints?

The fact that someone's steps had left a mark meant that there had to be something on their shoes that didn't belong in this sterile environment. Whether that was dirt or something more sinister, Fen had no idea. But she really didn't think it was a good choice to head towards where people had just been.

"Wait, how about we try using the stairs? If this building follows official building code requirements, then there should be an emergency exit on the first floor." That certainly sounded like a better option than follow the footprints.

But jeezus, this place was freaky. More like a haunted house than a state-of-the-art military facility.