Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13427943-20140527153710/@comment-24416658-20140605012800

Entering the mall, Thorald pulled out his scroll, seeing the person on it. Green hair, orange eye, blind eye. Tattoo on blind eye. Interesting.

"This person's hunting me? *scoff*. Feels a bit too convenient, to be honest."

Thorald looked around, making sure that nobody was looking. He dropped his scroll, stepping on it heavily, breaking it.

No trace.

Thorald made a mental note to ask his dad to get him another phone. Heading off into a hallway, Thorald prepared himself. Enough video games have trained him for this situation.

Thorald slouched himself slightly, then put on a pair of normal glasses, ones which didn't fit his eyesight. His vision was slightly blurry now.

Perfect.

Stepping out, Thorald looked around, then headed off to the food court, the one place filled with people. He sat down, waiting. Anyone seems suspicious, just to be safe, he notes the closest and farthest exits. Better to be safe than sorry.