User blog comment:SilentRanger/Monster Girl Roleplay/@comment-12.249.147.238-20140409180253/@comment-24376783-20140625050206

Mara was tearing through some soldiers in one of the main hallways when she saw Lock with a small Jinko cub. She then saw a soldier getting ready to shoot her. The problem was he was around a corner, out of site of Lock, who was about to run straight in front of the shot. “Lock!” she hollered as she ripped out one of the spears connected to a decorative suit of armor. “Get down!” she yelled throwing the spear directly at the soldier. (Please, don’t roll this. I don’t want to accidentally kill Lock or the cub.)

Meanwhile, back at the bunker, Deruella could see Robert suffering. Not from the wound, but from the loss of his dear friend. She knew, because she went through the same thing with Francisca. She didn’t have much strength, but she still had enough to get into his head. It took some effort, but she finally got through. What she saw was Robert being tormented by not just Kīcaṛa, but two others as well: a human boy and a Black Harpy. Deruella went over to them, pushing Robert’s tormentors out of the way. She knelt down, putting her hands on his shoulders. “Robert, you can’t blame yourself for every bad thing in this world. You mustn’t listen to these images inside your head. It’s not how their real selves would feel, especially not Kīcaṛa. She would never condemn you for what happened to her,” she said softly, trying to comfort Robert.