Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190809183250/@comment-5543592-20190901210200

Shrike couldn't hear Harriot over the sound of the jet engines and 100 mph winds. Her eyes locked onto Harriot and she continued to cautiously make her way fowards, in no hurry. Her short hair danced about wildly in the wind, exposing the length of her burn scar.