Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20151120095928/@comment-26571677-20151123201556

It had taken more than ten minutes for the guards to actually wake and for the driver to realize that he was one prisoner short. It was more...disappointing than anything. But the end result when they DID find him, was not good, to say the least.

When the boy dragged him out, and punched him twice in the gut-not fun, Asper had understood with horrible clarity what they were going to do to him for helping or rather, making Zhu-Li escape. They were going to break him, piece by piece, until there was nothing left. He wasn't scared though, he had made sure that Zhu-Li had escaped, he hoped that she would forget about him soon, and go on with her life.

The last thing Asper said, before finally succumbing to the concussion, was a reply to the boy, who said he was going to wish he was dead, "Don't worry, I'm already dead." And he drifted off, off into a fitful, dreamless sleep.

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"Okay, first things first, where's their base? We have no clue where Asper may be" said Kinaver, trying to come up with a plan. Needless to say, it wasn't going well, Zhu-Li was fretting and jumpy and Dawn was being...well...Dawn.

Then a signal pinged his Scroll, making him jump up in shock. It was Asper, but how he had managed to make it give off a signal was strange, the enemy couldn't possibly have activated it, or left it on him.

But it was the only lead they had, so, refilling his jacket and blades with Dust, and again grabbing an apple, he prepared to head out, his anger fueled by the thirst for revenge.