Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13427943-20150216071646/@comment-4681758-20150603235034

"Really, I'm fine, the airbag broke my fall.", Rogan protested as he was being examined over. "Whine all you want, they're not letting you off that easy.", Brand chuckled to himself as he leaned against the wall.

Meanwhile, Newman and Iona were racing across the obstacle course, though both were visibly not performing at their best. As the two finished, Ciarán called for both on the loudspeaker. "Alright, what's going on?"

"It's this helmet!", Newman yelled in frustration as he pulled it off. "No peripheral vision and it's messing with my spacial awareness."

"Deal with it.  Iona?"

"Oh, sorry... The suit's fine, I'm just a little distracted."

"Anything important?"

"No, I'll be fine."

"Then both of you, back on the starting line.  WITH the helmet, Newman."