Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-38207171-20191201192455/@comment-174.6.16.240-20191203051018

Nova slowly came to with a groan. She felt sore all over, and she was lying on the floor of something. Were was she? Who had taken her? And Why?

She was just a Froster. A powerful one, but she barely had control over it. What would anyone want from her?

She sat sat up. Nova was in the corner of a small, cold cell. Her hands and feet were tied with thick rough rope that bit into her skin, leaving bruises and breaking the skin.

She let go of her rein on her ability. Ice burst throught the rope, making it's way between each rough strand and breaking them. The ice melted away quickly, and Nova got up, rubbing the parts of her wrists that weren't bleeding.

She heard footsteps, and froze. Who ever was out there, was her kidnapper. And when kidnappers tie people up, Nova was pretty sure they didn't like people un-tying themselves. Before she could do anything, three men in black cloaks came in the door.

"Now, where did you think you were going?" The one in the middle said.

-Chloe