Board Thread:Role Plays (Adult)/@comment-5290299-20140227204918/@comment-15792134-20140514035649

(sorry, couldn't pull up the wiki at all for awhile)

Urdin had arrived at the security office. Leaving a trail of bodies and destruction in his wake as his seemingly unsateable bloodlust drove him forward. He was breathing heavy, and was sure his heart should have exploded by now. The only thing keeping him from dropping to the floor was the uncharacteristic desire to hurt Medea. What she did to him, what she did to Zaffre, what she did to everybody. He knew it would be insane to beat her in single combat in his condition. But, he didn't care. He accepted that he would die here. But that didn't mean he had to do so easily. He kicked the door with all his might; only to be knocked on his buttocks when it held firm. He growled and jumped up and tackled the door. Only to be halted by it. He tried a few more times before it finally broke free and two guards were thrown back. Urdin charged in and dispatched them quickly. He looked around the room. There were no weapons, every guard that came by had grabbed one and Urdin hadn't taken the time to secure one from them. He did find a map of the building. Clearly labeling the Governess' office, and a microphone linked to the PA system. He walked up and hit a red button cutting the alarm off. He then pressed the button to broadcast. His heart rate nearly doubled as he spoke.

"I know where you are. I'm coming. You're going to pay for everything. It's time to kill the wicked witch." with that Urdin released the broadcast button and smashed his fist into the console. All of the camera feeds cut out and some of the lights on the control panel flickered and died as several security functions disengaged. Urdin turned and stormed out of the room. Heading for Medea's office...