Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5180556-20140617084929/@comment-24684131-20140623072417

Liath sat up, rubbing his left eye with the heel of his palm, as the yell reverberated around the room. Initially alarmed, he listened carefully for anything he could hopefully pick out.

"Pfffheh, I would assume that's one of our companions getting a little...frustrated, at our predicament." He said as he got to his feet, dusting himself down and looking around the now ruined theatre.

"Right, the way I see it we have two options; we go look for the others, or we wait here and hope they can find their way back to us. The issue with both of these is that - given the state of things here - I think it's likely that a few corridors might be blocked off." Liath moved in front of Clock and offered him a hand to help him up. "Either way, it's on you pal, you got us into this mess so I think it's only fair that you pull us the fuck out of it." He grinned down at the boy.