Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-16171938-20160330062032/@comment-24416658-20160405055633

Peyton was bent over, tying his shoelace on the ground. Hearing William say something, he looked up.

"Hm? Oh, yeah. Let's go." Finishing up his shoelaces, the faunus stood, straighening his clothing and unruffling his sleeves.

"Hey," he said, "Do you think...maybe..." He stopped. He didn't want to think about it, about what the mission might be. It's probably nothing. Just a normal, average hunting mission. That's all.

"Nevermind," he finally concluded, pushing past William after grabbing his own scroll, "Come on." He opened the door to the hallway, grabbing his jacket off the wall, and headed out.