Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-73.158.79.161-20191213015035/@comment-44774633-20200104163212

Once Sanya finished up, she cover her arms with band-aids (the normal size), until the entire just opened package of 450 was empty. She didn't like hat she looked like a pathetic mummy, but she couldn't get to her room without using the hallway and being seen by everybody else. Or could she? She tried to summon shadows to conceal her. No, it just wasn't enough. So she did the only other thing she could think of, and used more power. But now, something felt... different. It was almost as if she was controlling something far more powerful than shadows, perhaps even an element itself. At least it worked... she quickly got entered the hallway and ran towards her room. She couldn't hide herself much longer. Then, something changed. She was no longer in control, her will lost to the shadowvapor. It was now taking her energy, against her will, draining her of life. Now hiding was the least of her problems. Why was she even worried about what she looked like to everybody else when facing death? Sanya just couldn't take it anymore. She fell to the floor, losing her invisibility, and screamed.

(Sorry for huge paragraph)