Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7489529-20140210024449/@comment-7489529-20140218032156

Albastru groaned as he sat up. He looked around. He was in a large field just outside the gates of Beacon. His comrades were either tending to the wounds of others, or licking their own wounds. His partner lay moaning loudly on the ground, bleeding from one arm. He didn't have the energy to walk to his partner, so he crawled over. To others, it would have looked like a vampire feeding on the weak to regain energy. However, it was a completely different matter. Albastru turned to Talen.

"Tanner needs help."