Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-16171938-20140103051911/@comment-16171938-20150625201901

Regda was feeling a bit of pride from his fight as they left the room, a few others giving him cheers for his win. He wasn't too keen on bloating an ego though, always seemed to backfire when others did it in his mob days. They made their way to the cafeteria, and picked up two or three chicken legs.

"It's history next Nevaeh. From what I heard, it seems to be rather odd cause of the teacher." the faunas said as they walked over to a table to eat.

"Although, people said Grimm studies would be boring and yet it's been a favorite so far, so I'll believe it when I see it."

He looked over at Irowin, not sure how to ask if she was okay.

"You feeling any better from our fight?" he asked.