Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7838080-20131225042819/@comment-11588669-20140202234212

He nodded back, straightening up. The pain had dulled to a throbbing ache, and it did inhibit his motions. But, he could walk. Shooting on the other hand....not so much. Shaking his head, Ambrose reached behind him with his uninjured hand, gripping Final Echo. As he pulled it off, it shifted into its spear form, which he used as a walking stick.

He fell into a stride beside Brick, taking two steps to the massive man's one. He gave a nod up to Oria, and began thinking of songs, admiring the forest around them again. It was truly a beautiful place. If only it wasn't infested with bone-covered monsters hell bent on Humanity's destruction.

He gave a silent sigh, wishing he could talk. The silence was killing him.