Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20150507215319/@comment-13488655-20150520153654

"Drifters who took a wrong turn. We've been trapped in her days before the army put that boarder around the prison. Most of our clans are either dead or forced to work for Neon." One of the armed men called out to Ade as he ran behind him, providing cover fire to help them escape. He looked barely over sixteen.

Having finished destroying the last generator, Laelia watched from a window as most of the lights on the prison went out except for the batery powered spotlights. She then wasted no time trying to fly out of the building through the halls.

"Guys! The place should be dark enough to escape! What's your position?"

As Laelia was speaking, the icman thug tried to endure the hits and fired one last icebeam, freezing the drifter kid's legs in a large chunk of ice before the bullets finally went through the thugs armor and into his heart, making it as cold as the ice dust in his suit.