Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20151027230116/@comment-5543592-20151030214352

Scire watched Naomi with shock, before rushing over to the civilian in question. He knelt down beside the man, who had two massive scortch holes in his chest, and felt for a pulse.

Nothing.

Scire cursed, his eyes growing hard. She'd just killed a man out of no where. Scire murmured a quiet prayer and shut the man's eyelids, although he guessed someone else later would've gotten around to both, and then launched to his feet.

He came up to Hawke nodding to the door.

"We need to go."