Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26915308-20161223153318/@comment-31304979-20161223235459

Ballora unbridged her fingers and noticed the absence of the creaks from the Minireenas stationed beside her. She heard the muffled voice of Baby but couldn't quite make out what she said, and she bent over backwards and placed her hands down in her traumatic way of travel. She meandered closer to the vent at the bottom of Ballora Gallery, faceplates separated as the AC unit being down and her way of transportation making her vulnerable to overheating. She heard the shuffle of shoes on cracked concrete, and she lay in wait, listening to the human pass.