Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20150507215319/@comment-13488655-20150710213343

(Flagg is a boss in more than one way! OAO)

After about half an hour everything was set. The drifters and the mercs were in the airship and ready to take off. The army men left over went in a seperat airship, one with a missile preped and ready to be used to wipe out the evidence. As a small way to help her people even more, the agent gave them everyday food and army preserve food, things people in the city just take for granted. To them it was like a feast from the heavens. Afterwards a small memorial was held for those who lost their lives at the prison.

Laelia watched from the back of the group, not really sure what to feel about the events. She was happy that the drifters were safe and had a good future ahead of them, but at the same time, she couldn't help but think about all the people she killed that evening. Some of whom were just there due to a corrupt group of law enforcers. It was definatly a bittersweet moment for her.