Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20140523050353/@comment-23309369-20140607003811

Morti kept watching as the host and her challenger spoke, his goggles giving him a closer view of the conversation. He crossed his arms over his chest, Zivot's own arms copying him in making the dissapproving pose as he shook his head slightly. Still standing tall he hadn't noticed that the girl he had met earlier had returned.

Liz had known something wasn't right when the crowd hadn't dispersed after the demonstration, and having heard the noise, came back out to see what was going on. She shifted The Tombstone on her shoulder as she tried to peek over the crowd from a distance, never getting very close to the mob of people.