Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20180109050017/@comment-28358106-20180209200845

(BT) While not many were in range of the molotov, Thomas and Jorge weren't so lucky. As the liquid fire bursts at the table right next to them, Thomas grabs Jorge and with a flash and a strange, inverted sound, the two of them teleport about forty feet away.

shoof---VOOOP

They reappear in a burst of white light and mist that quickly dissipates. Thomas, however, begins to turn pale as the teleportation method begins to take its toll on his motion sickness.

"Ooof...nn...mmf..."

Quickly and as nonchalantly as possible, he sidles over to a couple of barrels and, ducking behind them, hurls quietly.

More people would have noticed if they weren't now leaping forward to try and put out the spreading fire.