Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20151220235326/@comment-5543592-20151229011339

"Oh, why's that?" He pulled his mask from his face and twired it between his fingers. The visage's removal revealed an angular jaw, chisled nose, and two very amber eyes which stood out against the grainy darkness of his skin.

Scire nodded in the dark. He couldn't remember a thing. There were screams, someone was in danger, and then...

Blank. And then he was here.

"What happened?" Scire asked, finally getting a feel of where she was. He moved closer, to the point that he was practically huddling up to her. His voice was oddly shaky when he spoke, like he was expecting bad news. "I guess I got hurt?"