01-14-2013, 08:35 PM
:Ayato Naoi:
Ayato spun around in his chair, his eyes distant. In his mind he clearly had many thoughts to sort out. While he had to worry about Angel taking his "life" he also had other worries to. Supplies were running low and the threat of attack was hanging over them. What were they to do? Could they really risk going out for more supplies? Then again how much longer could they afford to remain here, waiting for death to come for them? All he knew is that he was wasting time. He looked at his group and sighed. "We need supplies. Atleast with them we can survive longer, right?"
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