Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20170207160118/@comment-13488655-20170701165431

In the blink of an eye Ranna's gaze was locked onto the food, instantly putting ice cream on her plate before her attention zoned in on the lasagna. Her stomach was growling for the minced meat with a side of pork, smothered in a creamy cheesy sauce. It was practically taking all of her willpower to resist.

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"Comforting but not all that much. To me... I'm my team's weak link. Everest has his speed and cunning, Ranna her intimidation and vicious fighting style, Gretel has her indomitable willpower. Me... All I have is my armour and blacksmith skills." Olivine replied as the alcohol was helping him be more honest. Humble he was but he also seemed to be his worst enemy and doubted himself a lot recently.

"... I'll have with coke."