Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-4059927-20170215022713/@comment-4059927-20170221235248

In a dark alley in New Coventry a bloodied Evan Cassadian lay on the cold ground. Erick Jarod, and Parker hovered over him.

"Where's Misha." Erick growled, hoisting the near unconcsious Evan up by the neckline of his shirt. Erick's lips were pursed with anger, his eyes primal.