Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-4995321-20160723013433/@comment-4059927-20160726010541

Gregory rolls behind a lone train cart and leans around, attempting to get a more advanced observation of Misha. He lost track of him, and in the intensity of the crescendo he also lost rack of Andrei. The slience is brimming, it's too umcofortable, he thinks.

Just then David Powell charges Craig, "bring it fucker!" He shouts. This rumble commences as bodies begin slamming into each other. Engaging in combat.