Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-11588669-20140824050535/@comment-24012109-20140824213220

A hooded boy stood on the walls, watching the chaos ensure. Slender, he was probably just breaking average height. He preferred to keep his hood on, as it would cause less problems. He gripped his odd large chakram in his hand, conflicted on what he should do. He was not the type to sit idly by and watch things happen, but the Titans themselves struck fear into his heart. He bit his lip as he thought.

They're just pouring in....

Frightened, there would be no need for this fear, the people on the inside of the walls need every bit of help they could muster, and he was one of them. Taking an inhale, he folded up the chakram and leapt off of the building. Using the 3DMG, he latched from building to building to help those down below.

"I can't run away from this...the troops down below need help!", he kept repeating as he descended into the chaos down below