Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-933831-20130612061413/@comment-10329577-20130618150515

Sora sighed softly, walking faater. "Qong Xialon...or something..." She reached the gaps and frowned. This would be - "Dammit Skylar..." Sora said.

Skylar was standing at the other end with a certain rabbit-eared girl. Sora walked over the gaps, the shields of light acting as bridges. "Grace-Chan." She inclined her heas. The aristocratic bunny sniffed. "Sora. I said call me Gracie." With a roll of her eyes, Gracie observed the limp woman. "Set her down." Doing so, Skylar hugged Sora close, resting her chin on Sora's heas. "Idiot...don't scare me like that." "I'm sorry..." she said back as Gracie manipulated light. The wound healed, the bullet being pushed out. Gracie then used a shield of light as a sort of stretcher. "Lets go." The girl said.

Skylar and Sora followed, leaving the tomb behind.

Leaving Adllyn on the couch in the Manager's officer, Gracie returned to her table outside to enjoy her coffee as Skylar dragged Sora upstairs to the loft, where Sora was cleaned up by Skylar. A note was left for Aellyn on her chest, her things by her side on the floor.