Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170621183025/@comment-26854056-20170708193943

Elijah curiously trailed behind the group, gun at the ready and ever alert.

He tucked the now empty canisters into the pockets of his bag, running through plan after plan in his head. They needed to get to a sanctuary- Anywhere safe enough to linger until everyone had fully restocked and healed. That thought alone was obvious. The problem was that Jeong was far too careless in throwing away his safety like that. Even though there was little to no injury after that, if the situation had gotten worse, he would surely have been shattered.

And he would never let that happen.

He inaudibly sighed, half-heartedly eating an apple as he trudged through the cakey mud. As much as it pained him to admit it, there was only one solution to this problem. Simply push him away.

Elijah continued to amble behind the group, notably giving as much distance as possible to Jeong, who was walking at the front of the group.