TheLastRunaway — Roleplayer Guild

Nyx stood near by her previous conversation and watched as everyone seemed to get to know one another. She continued to smile just in case any one looked in her direction, even though she wasn't sure why she was there, she was going to try to make friends for whatever it is. She built her confidence again and started to walk towards the group of people before a loud thud rumbled the entire building, yet the bass got loud and louder until the only thing you could hear is the brick falling from the bombarding boulder that rolled in the group's direction. All Nyx could think about was Balto as it slammed in to the bar area. She had been behind most of the people, and ducked further back slamming her body against the bar and slid till the chairs fell over along with her to the floor while the boulder finally settled.

She could hardly breathe, as she blinked away the debris from her eyelashes and trembled in to a sitting position. A shard of glass from the bar had smoothly cut her up her arm from her wrist to her elbow that stung from the dust that had been flung in to the air. She stood as quickly as she could, and clutched the bag that she had around her body and trudge forward. The room was too hazed to make out any other figures but the faint light that was eclipsed by the boulder in front of her. She couldn't think straight, but the sound of Balto caught her attention.

She could hear his hooves trot towards her and she desperately reached out to catch the reins of her hero to pull her out the rest of the way. The rope finally caught around her wrist and she held as tight as she could while he tore hers out of the rubble scraping her knees and and legs until her body was completely out in to the cold snow. She looked towards the area of where the rock had been thrown from and watched beastly creatures emerge under the street lights. "Oh my god." She said under her breath as she pulled herself on to the saddle.

She looked back towards the large hole and forced Balto to turn in to the dusted room. "We have to find survivors." The boulder created a large enough crack to pass through but the broken building made it hard to be careful of his steps. The horse slowed it's pace while Nyx leaned over and tried to feel for any hands reaching up towards her, or looking for anyone who were able to stand up.

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