Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24684131-20160807210833/@comment-26681134-20170905111233

He giggled softly and nuzzled Altan before wiggling a little. "I dunno..." His scroll blinked to life in his pocket as it rang loudly and he pulled it out, tapping a few buttons and jumping to life. "Grimm in the city... I have to go. Don't wait up for me... be safe. We'll go out on a real date sometime soon. I promise." He jumped out of bed and dashed out of the store, calling his locker right outside before retrieving his scythes and using them to fling himself over buildings as he ran towards the epicenter of the battle.

--TIMESKIP--

Elidyr lay there, one of his scythes just out of his reach as he clamored for it, but not before a stampeding ursa who was chasing a student ran by him and crushed one of his hands completely. The male let out a gut-wrenching scream that seemed to last for a whole two minutes, piercing through the sounds of the fight in the city. Shortly after, he vomitted, and noticed a pack of beowulves who were drawn to his fragile state due to the scream, trying his best to crawl away.