Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27396384-20170703182714/@comment-28262540-20170712010700

Vera climbed on after her group, settling herself. She cleaned off her glasses, seeing it make a dark gray mark on her pants. She began to cough, feeling like more more smoke and ash would appear. Vera had kind of grown used to the hacking, but not the sudden pain it was causing to her throat.

She shook it off, gazing outside the window of the bus they had obtained. The island was still as beautiful as ever. If you subtract all the black smoke in the air.