Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170424155034/@comment-27396384-20170505203312

''She came up to where Leon sat, resting a delicate hand on his shoulder and looking from Wendy to Harvard and back, over and over. She could barely comprehend what she was seeing at this moment: Wendy, the small, blue-haired, bright girl laying on her back, watching the ceiling, her chest rising and falling slowly. And Harvard, whose breathing was more staggering, one of his legs missing. It was almost as if it was never there.''

''Ophelia pulls up a chair slowly beside Leon's, hesitating as she sat in it. Her brain was trying so hard to process this. How had this happen? How were they both so severely injured from a car wreck? Suddenly her mind brought her back to the first moment she met Leon and Harvard. It was after they and their team had freed her and the other tests from the labs, the horrid institute where they were kept to be mistreated and used for their abilities. She had come up to the two so boldy then - she wanted to help them in whatever they were doing. She didn't know that part was over, but she was the only experiment the group had rescued that actually stayed around as a friend with them. She had grown closer to them in that time. She had grown to love them, and they all helped each other to move on from the times they were imprisoned.''

How could this have happened to them now?