Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25363089-20180227213644/@comment-13488655-20180319032117

"Will do." Pen replied as he looked down at the rivver, noticing what looked at first glance like tree barks next to the water. He knew better though. Those were the gators. Happily soaking up the sun like he was.

Meanwhile, Flint was in his room, quietly practicing with his legs as he kept on trying to force himself to get better, frustration silently running through him as he'd force his body into place of his combat stances. He needed to get back out there, to wear his mask again.