Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-933831-20140613065801/@comment-933831-20160219103956

After several hours, the doctors had her stable, and Bianca was resting. She was back awake, sitting up, looking a bit freaked out, but mostly annoyed. She started to get out of the bed, cracking her neck impatiently. "Warehouse... 134... B. I need to go train, Liath... You coming...?"

In her mind, she could see that man's face. Khamsin... She would make it her goal to slaughter the man entirely. Her aura had slowly started to recover, having enough to snake her braid around her arm, squeezing lightly. It was a nervous habit she had....