Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5726563-20131102181743/@comment-6975131-20131109021547

Jr saw nothing but the blu of Messe and some girl.'' Ugh, another one? I don't know what he does with all those grls in our dorm, but it can't be clean. ''Jr rubbed his ached eyes, the metal of the orange gauntlets sent a chill down his spine. HE yawned, stretching his arms upwards, he lay his head down on his desk to rest, as a shrill cry interrupted his slumber. "Why the fuck are you screaming!?" He peered out of his dorm roon window.

His mouth dropped, a boy was frantically calling towards a few other students, pointing to a felled tree, slick with a fresh coat of frost. Jr's eyes twitched, face flushing red, as he struggled to grasp the unnerving concepts flashing through his adolescent mind. He only knew one student who used ice, but why would he be under a tree?

He trapesed towards the dormroom closet, collecting his broadsword, sliding it gracefully into its sheathe waiting for it on his back. ''Ha! Some detective work! I wonder what all the commotion is?'' He made a mad dash towards the scene, eager for information.