Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24301343-20140731053900/@comment-24301343-20140814070952

Argent stopped somewhere near the middle of the room, let out a small sigh and plopped down, he brought with him no sleeping back, no blanket, and no sheet. Simply his Pixie sticks and the clothes on his bac were all that accompanied him to this spot. to theis avernous room to which he had been lead.

"Bed sweet bed... I guess"

He looked around again before laying back slowly and just staring at the stark white ceailing. his eyes traced over the lines of where ceiling tiles met one another, back and forth in an andless pattern, trying to keep his mnd off the whole team thing. He didn"t much like being in a team, since his crew felt apart.