Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150415205542/@comment-5824038-20150906193109

Of the bullets that had been fired at him, only one hit Meledran - in the bicep of his left arm, which was not a severe wound. He understood Sander, and ignored the pain.

Slowly, he crept through the room, his gun now reloaded. Hopefully they could make quick work of this, now that Gascoigne was down and they were in control of the situation.

''Shame about Leclaire... still, I guess it won't really matter any more.''