Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-933831-20131007070441

Continuation of No Turning Back

Barth nodded as Aria was ready, looking her up and down and smiling. "You look great, Aria. How about me?" His uniform fit well, but obviously was not suited to such... differently bodied individuals. He looked at the limp sleeve of his shirt, grimmacing a little. "Alright fuckit. Knife." He picked a knife from his boot, carving off the arm of the shirt.

"Hey, I'm sure everyone would prefer me being sleeveless on the left as opposed to me slapping everyone with a sleeve whenever I turn, right?" He glanced at his teammates. "Everyone alright? I know the other day put us in bad condition, but class is in fifteen and we can't be late to our first class... WIth... A professor...... Oh what the hell, the world has a sense of humor today. Bartholomew Oobleck." 