Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32663439-20150625151152/@comment-25127382-20150710211717

"Perhaps." Elizabeth replied. "I must go now. I need to meet up with my squad commander. I would cross fingers that she wouldn't kill me for being late, but I do not believe in superstition. Maybe I'll be needing some necromancy after she's done with me."

Elizabeth began taking steps down the hallway, seemingly loading single bullets into her pistol's almost empty magazine.