Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26060252-20150130001450/@comment-25727671-20151005064626

Rhythm, as swift as he was, needed the help scaling the last of the building. He couldn't truthfully answer Jericho's question, his eardrums having trouble with the sound of the bullheads.

In his search for the others, he glanced in the direction of the man as he walked towards them, blinking and looking again. He instinctively prepared to call to the man, but caught himself with the noise and urgency of the situation.