Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7838080-20130813201110/@comment-933831-20130820134339

Barth followed Aria, chuckling at her self conciousness. He would have complimented her to ease her mind, but they just met today. He didn't want to come across as creepy. As they got into the ballroom, plenty of people had already arrived, changed into sleeping clothed and chatting with friends.

He looked at a nearby door, and it was clearly being used as a changeroom."There we go. Shall we meet up say...." He pointed to a somewhat vacant spot, where the sleeping bags were set up. "There?"

Barth then went to get changed, coming out in grey basic sleeping pants, and like most of the men, no shirt. He saw one guy in a big blue onesie but just.... No. Luckily Barth wasn't the type to stand there flexing for the ladies. Meaning he wasn't a showy asshat.

Despite the powerful muscles he had, he also had several scars, showing how much he'd been injured throughout his life. When he returned to the spot he'd pointed to before, he looked around for Aria. It was lucky he'd made a friend this early on.